"Hurry up! I don't have much time," Said a man in a black looked expensive coat while exhaling the smoke of his cigarette. He didn't seem interested in what he was doing now.
"Okey, Big bro!" Answered the three guys who were his subordinates. They were Carter, Alvin, and John.
"Everyone on knees!" Exclaimed Carter who was wearing a brown jacket.
Roger and Ferb fell to their knees like the other two losers had done. Roger was at the very end of the line. He glanced at the three losers beside him with an aching heart. Why did he have to live in such a pathetic condition? Actually, what was the sin he had done that made him end up like he was now?
"Give me your money! All. Of. Them." Spelt Carter with a pretentious look on his face.
"If you still spare, even a penny, we will kill you in the most painful and humiliating way. More than you all can imagine." Alvin who wore a large silver necklace outside his thick shirt continued.
As ordered, the four losers took out all their cash with trembling hands. They put the money in the palms of their hands that were joined like a bowl and then raised high above their heads. It was as if they were slaves offering their offerings to a king.
"You know that, right? That's not enough." Said the man in the expensive coat to Carter who was standing stiffly beside him.
Carter nodded with a gulp, "I.. I know, Big bro. Of course, we'll take everything they have." He answered then immediately walked over to one of his friends who was collecting money, then whispered his ear.
John who was whispered by Carter looked a little surprised. Then, he tried to control the expression on his face again, "Understood!"
"Take out all your valuables. Watches, necklaces, belts, and other expensive branded items. Even if your shoes and socks are expensive branded items, you have to take them off." The guy ordered.
"W.. what?" Mumbled the losers with very shocked faces, except Roger. He already knew what day this was. Therefore, he had prepared himself and his mental.
"What?! Do you want to refuse? Want to die?!" Carter snapped.
The four losers immediately looked down in fear. It was unusual for their valuables to be asked for too. Usually, it's just money.
Carter stepped back again to stand next to the man in a black coat who was their boss. He smiled politely at him, "They will give up everything. We are very much feared here. No one dares to contradict what I say." he said.
The man only glanced at him briefly as he continued to smoke his getting shorter cigarette.
Then, Alvin and John started collecting all the valuables the losers had let take off.
"If you have anything to hide, you will die. Better not even try." Alvin threatened.
"Your shoes!" John, a short hair guy, kicked Ferb so that he fell backwards.
"Bu.. but how do I walk home? It's very cold outside.." He was shaking. Incidentally, he had shoes with a famous expensive brand, with the logo of a man playing basketball.
Carter gritted his teeth and stepped forward. He immediately threw multiple kicks at Freb's body, as if the loser was a tree trunk.
Ferb coughed as he protected his head with both hands to avoid being hit by Carter's kick.
"You dare to argue, huh?! You think you can argue with us?! Don't you know who we are?! How strong are you, huh?!" Carter shouted as he continued to kick hard.
Unbeknownst to them, there was a pair of squinting eyes watching everything outside the warehouse from the gap in the wooden board wall with both fists tightly clenched.
With his body shaking in pain, Ferb who was already battered, finally took off his shoes and jacket which turned out to be expensive branded too. He wouldn't dare try to fool the delinquents again. The important thing was that he was safe.
"Well.. Even though the jacket is dirty, it can still be washed. The important thing is that the shoes are still good." John muttered as he collected the items.
"You saw what would happen if you had the slightest bit of courage to resist, right? Now, hand over whatever you think is worth selling. Don't let us find out for ourselves." Carter said.
Sure enough, the items on the floor that had been collected were increasing.
The man in the expensive coat nodded satisfied to see the performance of his men that was quite good. Then, he threw the butt of his cigarette carelessly and stepped on it with his shiny black loafers.
"Wait a minute..." Carter stepped forward with furrowed brows.
He saw Roger was still fully clothed. Of the four losers, only he brought out the least amount of valuable things.
"You didn't give me your valuables?" Carter asked, pulling back the loser's hair so he could look up. Because Carter refused to crouch down to see the ugly loser's face.
"Carter, everything he has is cheap things. What do we take it for?" Said John.
But that just made Carter even more surprised.
"Didn't you say the kid you gathered today, were the ones with the most money?" The voice of the man in the expensive coat made the three guys gulp and stutter.
Carter then returned his focus to Roger who was now giving a super frightened expression. He knew what was on his boss's mind. His fate would end up no less pathetic than the losers in front of him if he was judged to be incompetent in work to the cause his group name get in trouble.
"Why are you wearing cheap clothes today? Or perhaps.. you know something?" Carter asked, tightening his hand grip until Roger winced in pain.
Carter and his two friends realized that Roger usually wore nice things. Although a loser, he seemed to have wealthy parents who could give him branded goods. In fact, he used to wear expensive belts and watches of imported production. The wallet that he usually carried was also an expensive brand made of genuine leather. But today, he didn't wear a belt and replaced all those things with cheap ones.
Roger quickly shook his head with difficulty because his hair was stuck, "I.. I don't.. know anything. Ye.. yesterday I was splashed by Lary in the toilet. So, all my stuff.. got wet." He explained in stuttering, trying to lie.
Carter seemed to think about Roger's explanation. It was true that it's not just their group that abuses these losers. And he admitted, the worst ones who extorted all the losers in the campus area was this group of them. But Roger's reasoning sounded a little absurd to him.
"So, you mean that you only have one pair of expensive shoes? Also, does it mean you couldn't dry your wallet and belt that got wet? Can it be called a coincidence that today you replaced all your things with cheap things and didn't bring the things you normally wear? I'm sure I also often saw you changing expensive things." Carter said.
"He knows something." The man in black coat stepped closer, "You've got to take care of it, Carter. This is your territory, isn't it?" he said softly next to Carter's ear, giving the guy goosebumps.
"T-this is serious. What if Big bor Eddy tells the big boss? We will all be finished." Carter's two friends whispered to each other.
"Don't make me second-guess, Roger. Tell me, do you know anything?!" Carter hissed in Roger's ear as he pulled his hair further back.
"I.. I Don't.."
The man with the coat named Eddy finally crouched down beside Roger. Then, he removed the cigarette he had just lit from his lips. After that, he casually poked it on Roger's earlobe deeply.
"Arrhhhh!!!" Roger shouted with tears unable to flow down.
Everyone in the room gasped at how sadistically Eddy treated Roger. The man did not hesitate to stick the embers of his cigarette on Roger's poor ear until it was extinguished.
Then, Eddy pointed his cigarette butt at the two guys standing beside him. Deftly, John immediately took out a gaslighter and lit that white butt to light again.
Eddy inhaled his re-lit cigarette, deeply. Then, he shot the smoke in Roger's face, right by his nostrils that made him coughed, "If you don't speak now, then this thing will end up in your eyeballs."
Roger's whole body shook. Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes again. His ears and scalp were sore. It turned out that the idea of saving his valuables was something wrong. He should be wearing everything as usual. He shouldn't have tried to fight them even just a little bit. Because he was so weak! He should know himself!
"Say!" Carter snapped, stomping his hand grip on Roger's hair.
"I.. I'll say it! Please.. don't hurt me!" Roger begged. He gulped hard while the two men who tortured him seemed to be waiting impatiently. "I.. I know. Today is.. T-the.. D-dark.. Har .."
BRUGHHHH!!!
Immediately, everyone in the room turned to look at the source of the sound. It was the warehouse door which was wide open with a man dressed in all black and a black helmet standing in the middle.
Carter reflexively removed his hand from Roger's hair. And Eddy stood up and looked at the figure with a questioning face.
Carter stepped up to the figure at the doorway, "Who are you? What do you want?" he asked fiercely.
Emma stared at the four damn bullies with murderous eyes, though no one could see them because they were covered by the helmet's black visor glass.
The girl stepped inside and closed the door behind her with a single foot movement. BLAM!
As soon as Carter was standing in front of her, Emma moved her foot to slide Carter stand, causing him to fall straight down.
"I-is that Calvin Lee?!" John whispered to Alvin.
Alvin shook his head, "Of course not, idiot. Calvin is much taller than him. He looks like a dwarf."
Carter quickly moved his long legs to slide Emma's back. But the girl quickly jumped back. As Emma was shifting, Carter quickly got back on his feet.
Then, he threw his fist at Emma's liver, because she was wearing a helmet that he couldn't possibly hit. But, Emma swiftly dodged and turned her body to move behind Carter. Then, she threw the outside of her palm right at the right edge of Carter's neck.