Chapter 154 – How to Survive the Hood.
Episode 153, How to Survive in the Hood.
Um-, um, um, umf-
The colorful lighting surrounds people and the powerful ump sound that makes the balls tremble makes them dance spontaneously.
Blonde foreigners, blacks, and Asians dancing in the club.
The inside of a club worthy of being called the world’s arena.
On the second floor, which can be called the most VIP, where you can see everything inside the club, a large black man is sitting.
“Boss, the children under me have a lot of complaints. I lost the brothel, and I can’t have fun even with drugs because of the dogs on patrol.”
Bang-
A cobweb of gold spread across the crystal table. Along with the sound of glass grains grinding, sticky blood filled the table.
“Quaaaaagh!”
The gunpowder, still reeking of gunpowder, stuck between the screaming organizer and the fingers clenched in curly hair.
As if when he opened his mouth noisily, the organization member pursed his lips and shivered like a cockroach crushed by fear and pain.
“Ang!? Say it one more time!”
The sound of ‘Ang!’ In addition, due to the dress code of the club, the hair on the side of the black nipples and the chest are wriggling.
A gang member who covered his butt, which is more important than his face.
“Boss, sorry! I’m too presumptuous-“
The boss of an organization where people with anger control disorder and antisocial personality disorder are gathered is said to be quick-tempered and brutal.
He didn’t even finish talking, but it was Bob who pushed aside the gang member who was banging his head on the table.
The gang member, who rolled around and got stuck between the legs of people, got up like a tumbler and knelt down in front of Bob.
“I know! Everything, now and even Afro!”
Bob calmed his swollen muscles like a Roland gorilla when the gangster who dared to defy his authority knew where he was.
As he lifted the giant from the couch, the hulking around hunched their necks and lowered their eyes.
Bob snatches a golden champagne bottle rolling next to a kneeling gang member and walks forward.
“Armandy Brignac”
Most ordinary people’s salary was for a bottle of this champagne.
Luxuries that could not even be dreamed of in Hood where he lived.
When Bob still closed his eyes, his childhood neighborhood seemed to be in full view.
The feel of the cold iron that had been held in his hand during his childhood days when he loved bicycles.
The words of the gang boss, who wore a blue scarf on his face, were still deeply embedded in Bob’s heart like a scar from a bullet.
‘If you want to get out of this hood, you have to step on someone else’s body like stairs.’
When he was young, he thought that the strongest and scariest person was the coolest.
Bob said those words were like the Ten Commandments of God.
A boy on a bicycle turned into a creepy hitman and started construction with a ‘bang’ sound as the stairs to get out of the hood.
Chin-
His hand, full of scars, climbed onto the club’s third-floor railing.
People visible under his eyes.
The club is filled with men who dance while drunk, or in a corner where women scream and scream as if their throats are burning.
Bob managed to climb the stairs one by one and escape from his ‘Downtown’.
One of the steps included a gang boss who handed young Bob a pistol.
This railing, climbed so far and with so much effort. This location overlooks people.
He had no intention of going down because he climbed up, crushing something precious under his feet.
‘They below are starting to rebel against me.’
It was fine now.
But, can you be sure that the next month and the next month will be better than this situation?
‘Well.’
It was because after going under a man called Mr. Doctor, everything worked out so well that he made the organization too big like he usually flexes.
Since the organization is not a company and there is no way that restructuring is possible, there are only a lot of military families to feed.
“Knomman, if it wasn’t…”
Click-
Hearing the sound of bullets going into the chamber, Bob could only regret that he had to somehow drive the bullet into Gryu’s body.
It was the first time that Bob, who survived the hood and came to this place, had the same beastly movements as Ryu.
Had he worn those glasses on his hood, he would have lost his eyesight in an instant, but luckily, born in a safe neighborhood, he never got punched for no reason just because he wore his glasses.
The eyes that constantly moved under those sleazy glasses, and the figure of his body running like a jaguar before the trigger was pulled, scanning his body as if reading a bundle of muscles.
Bob aiming his pistol down and drawing Ryu’s figure inside this dark club.
‘Can I guess?’
The sight on his arm was placed in line with Bob’s eye and-.
“Vamos-!”
‘Let’s go?’
Although I don’t know why it’s Spanish.
A man’s voice echoing through the loud music.
All in all, when the LED beams converged to one place along with the music, a man came forward through the hazy smog.
A leather mask that covered the whole face of a thief or a useless person, and a police hat crookedly placed on top of it.
Muscles wriggling as if they were alive.
The man lifts his shoulders up, then pulls them out to show his lats.
Perfect harmony of muscle fibers as if wings were removed.
Underneath a man who showed off his overwhelming charm, as if it were natural for him to crush women, two top-notch women were dragging him into the club like a sleigh.
Its appearance gave the illusion that the Kuruma (sweetfish that calls the cart from the Nogada board) on which the man was riding appeared to be a golden cart.
This club with all kinds of perverts.
When men who are self-proclaimed sadists cause unexplained impotence at the appearance of a true alpha male, and when masochists bursting with pussy juice get dizzy -.
Only Bob looked directly at Ryu standing on the guruma.
“A silver glasses.”
‘Silver glasses, why are you?’
Is it because Bob, who instinctively pulled the trigger, was so taken aback by the unexpected appearance?
Crooked-
「Tang-! 」
The flying bullet couldn’t even graze Ryu’s hair.
“Damn! Summon the underlings! It’s pitiful, pitiful!”
*
Even a Lamborghini, one of the most expensive cars in the world, takes 2.8 seconds to go from 0 to 100.
In order to accelerate the body to the speed of light, it takes time to perform sergeant jumps from side to side.
Even though you can’t slow down time now.
Standing on the Kuruma, my body doesn’t even flinch.
‘I didn’t expect them to notice my true identity right away.’
I could hear the gunshots between the blaring music, but I knew that if I obeyed Hood’s law, bullets would never pass me by.
This Euptomi world is more perverted than the previous world, but it was a place where major historical events flowed similarly.
The reputation of gun deaths in the United States is dire. 45,000 people die from firearms each year. For reference, the total number of Russian military deaths during the Ukrainian-Russian War was approximately 45,000.
In a word, it is safe to say that they are fighting a war within their country every year.
How to survive from the hood, which is said to be the most dangerous even in such a place.
In this cartoonish world, getting shot while wearing a perverted Ang suit and practicing combat survival?
‘Even if it’s a cartoon, they’re criticized for not being probable.’
When I check where the bullets came from, Bob, whom I saw at the brothel last time, yells at the gang members and looks at me again.
“How to Survive the Hood Chapter 2, Don’t let anyone predict your next move.”
“Did you call the master?”
Ms. Yoko, who was leading the Kuruma, turned around and looked at me, as if she had heard my self-talk.
Untie the rope tied to Kuruma’s handle and tightly grip it in his hand. The women who stare at us with their naked bodies gulp their saliva.
It’s anticipating what I’m going to do.
The power that goes into the forearm muscle, the blood that sticks out. String to be taut.
All the visual information makes me anticipate my next move.
The different nipples of the drugged, fleshy crowd begin to swell more and more with anticipation.
The same goes for Yoko-san, who wiggles her butt at me and wags her cat’s tail, which has become heavy with leaking pussy juice.
“Who told you to use human words for a beast?”
Crying-
As soon as I finished my words, Yoko-san, who rolled up her back like a cat in heat and held out her butt as if asking for a pat-.
“Haaa… , Look at that voice♡”
“If only I had been snatched by the leash…♡”
Giving dizziness, the women who put the back of their hand on their foreheads collapsed as their legs gave out.
Black suits that come out between such weak women.
“Move! Everyone get out of the way!”
They dodged their guns at the naked women. A gun fight broke out at their place of business, and the situation got tiring when the police came, so they hid their guns in their arms.
The crowd around us seemed unwilling to move at the shouts of the gang members who were drowned out by the sound of music.
But- I soon see the outline of the muzzle inside their suit jackets.
I immediately pulled on the taut leash.
Pick, pick!
The muzzle with the silencer sprayed a shallow flash, but it glided past my side and the side of my leg.
I was the one who pulled the leash, but no one could have predicted the 2m tall man being dragged away.
“”Eh-?””
The women whose eyes widened showed how absurd they were, and their bodies that looked like they were about to break loose stood still.
The same goes for Yoko-san, who rolls over and looks at me who came next to her.
“Why?”
I just told you not to dare to speak human words, but it seemed that Yoko-san, who was not satisfied even after doing everything she asked for, needed a strong punishment.
Immediately, I spread my palms high in the sky and let go of Yoko-san’s arms to strike her buttocks.
Seeing that, Mr. Yoko looked at me with eyes that said, “I knew that,” And closed her eyes tightly to prepare for the shock.
‘I’m sorry-.’
My palm brushed aside as if brushing the side of my throbbing buttocks.
The hand that went under the hips turned over, picked up Yoko-san’s hips, and threw it.
“Kyaaaaah”
With Yoko-san screaming and rising up into the air.
Tak, Tak, Tak-!
The tiles that were laid where she was were dented, raising dust.
When everyone closes their eyes at Yoko-san, who is spinning round and round and falls freely toward the floor.
“You bastard, come to our base without a coward?”
An extra known from the brothel finally broke through the crowd.
Even the scalp, which looks impatient, is covered with muscles.
Click-
With the sound of the various parts of the gun stopping and aligning.
I catch the falling Yoko-san.
Tangled all over her body as she was tossed high into the sky and spinning around as she fell.
The string that goes under the hamstrings, the knot that reminds me of the tortoiseshell tie, and the ribbon above the last wrist.
When I let go of her hand, Yoko-san’s body naturally descended, her armpit spread wide, and her arm, which followed my body, was caught on the back of my neck.
Aaaaa-
A leather strap wrapped around her body, pulled tight.
“Heuuuuu!♡ Well, I didn’t do well. Master♡.”
Ms. Yoko trembles as if she had slipped away from the cord dug between the deep mounds. It wasn’t just the gap drawn by the line that her string dug into.
The thong dug into the hamstrings that widened her thighs. Her feet naturally rose high.
“Get on your knees right now, get down! A bullet hole in the head… Coheo!”
It was stuck in member A’s chin.
As it is, I raise my hand and grab the gun flying away from the gang member who passed out and fell behind his hand.
“Oh oh oh oh oh-, great!”
“Is this a performance prepared by the club?”
After fixing my glasses, I grabbed Shirabe-senpai by the leash. Started walking forward.
The target is the 3rd floor.
One of the important figures of the black organization, not a rogue like Gintayo.
If we catch him, we will know the location of the organization that ruined my comfortable life.
