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Chapter 205: Leader Arrives
The circle of students rippled with excitement as Carson Carter stepped into the clearing. Phones shot higher into the air as everyone now wanted to get a video of the next fight. The chants fell quiet, replaced by an electric buzz of whispers. Everyone knew what Carson’s presence meant. The lieutenant fights were fun, but this? This was history in the making. No one had ever seen someone stand up to the Razors, let alone beat them bloody. And now the king himself had arrived.Carson adjusted the cuffs of his blazer like he had all the time in the world. His polished shoes crunched against the gravel as he strolled forward, his free hand resting lightly on the green-eyed girl’s waist. She moved stiffly beside him, her smile faint, eyes darting once toward Miles before she quickly looked down. It was small, almost invisible, but Miles caught it. That flicker of unease. It gnawed at him.Carson stopped a few feet from Miles, surveying the scene. His lieutenants lay groaning on the grou
Chapter 204: Not A Human
Miles stood over him, chest heaving, the circle of students frozen in shock. He could feel it—the monster begging to finish them, to break every bone, to silence the laughter forever. But he stopped. He forced the rage down, his voice cutting through the silence.“This ends now. Touch him again,” he pointed at Tim “...and I’ll bury the whole Cult myself.”The crowd went wild, phones flashing, voices screaming. Miles had done the unthinkable—humiliated the Razor Cult in front of everyone.Kai spat blood, eyes blazing with hate. “You’re dead. Carson will skin you alive for this.”Miles didn’t answer right away. He crouched, closing the space between them, his shadow falling over Kai’s broken frame. His voice was low, calm, but it carried like thunder. “What about your promise, Kai? You said if I landed even one punch, the Razors would strip naked right here, bow, and call me Boss. I landed more than one. You’ve all touched the ground. So…” He tilted his head. “Where’s my bow?”The crowd
Chapter 203: The Beast Unleashed
The scarred boy went first, reckless from the humiliation of his broken arm. He rushed with his good hand, aiming a wild punch at Miles’ temple. But Miles was unfazed. He swiftly ducked under it, drove his fist into the boy’s gut, and spun, slamming an elbow into his jaw. The boy dropped, wheezing, his head smacking against the pavement. The crowd erupted, gasps mixing with cheers.The braces kid shrieked, grabbing a chain from his pocket. He swung it overhead, the links whistling through the air. “I’ll carve your fucking face, freak!”Miles sidestepped as the chain came down, seized the metal mid-swing, and yanked it hard. The boy flew forward, off balance. Miles’ knee met his face with brutal precision. Blood sprayed as the kid crumpled, teeth clattering to the ground. The crowd groaned in unison, a mix of awe and horror.“Holy shit,” someone muttered. “He’s actually beating them.”“This is so fucking impossible.”“I can’t believe what my eyes are seeing. Someone –anyone– is this r
Chapter 202: "Fight Fight Fight!"
The chant started low, just a handful of onlookers who had stumbled onto the alley. Then it spread, voices multiplying, boots stomping, phones coming up to record. Within moments, a circle had formed around Miles and the Razor boys, their jeers and laughter rising into the twilight sky.The Razor Cult thrived on attention. The more eyes on them, the more vicious they became. Now, with an audience, their cruelty only sharpened.Kai, the tattooed lieutenant, wiped blood from his mouth and snarled, trying to recover his swagger. “You’ve just signed your death warrant, orphan. Nobody embarrasses the Razors and lives to tell the story.”The scarred boy clutched his broken arm, but even he barked through the pain, “Yeah, fresh meat! You’ll crawl out of here on your knees, begging for mercy!”The crowd roared its approval, fists pounding against metal railings and dumpsters. The scene had become more than bullying—it was spectacle. A fight club without rules, fueled by bloodlust and humiliat
Chapter 201: Razor Cult
Miles followed the sound, quickening his steps until he turned a corner behind the old maintenance building. His chest tightened at the sight: Tim was on the ground, curled up, his glasses cracked, his bag tossed aside. Four guys circled him, their laughter echoing like a pack of hyenas.Tim was getting beat!“Pathetic. Weak little pussy,” one spat, kicking Tim in the ribs. “Crying like a baby. That’s all you’re good for.”Tim wheezed, begging, his voice breaking. “P-please… stop. I didn’t do anything… I swear…”Another boy leaned over him, tall and wiry, tattoos peeking from under his sleeves. He yanked Tim up by his collar. “Didn’t do anything? That’s the point, loser. You exist. That’s your crime. This school is not for scholarship-given poor bitches like you.”The four guys wore black jackets with a jagged insignia on the back —a red slash in the shape of an ‘R’. Miles had heard whispers in class: The Razor Cult. A gang of rich kids, spoiled and untouchable because of their parent
Chapter 200: A Smart Young Man
Soon, school for the day was over.Miles wasn’t exactly impressed by the lectures as they were all too familiar, and he ended up answering the majority of the questions. But it was worthwhile.He grabbed his crossbody bag and left the lecture hall, all eyes on him. New student, Chinese accent, an orphan. They had given him names.He pushed out of the lecture hall thinking the classroom had been the loudest thing he'd heard all day. He was wrong.The corridor smelled of warm paper, cheap coffee and the faint, greasy tang of the dining hall. Students splintered off in clumps—one group arguing about a midterm, another tossing a frisbee carelessly near the arch and some group of boys bragging about how many girls they pounded over the weekend. He wasn’t supposed to hear all of this information, but somehow, his hearing senses were sharper than ever before.A poster tacked to a corkboard caught his eye: a red slash and the word RAZOR in jagged letters. Beneath it, a phone number. A draft o
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