Chapter 8: End Game (III)

"Fuck, this thing is heavy."

Drix couldn't help but curse as he tried to lift the manhole cover. He always forgets that his body is that of a nine year old wimpy boy.

"I really need to get back to training my ass off. This weak physique would bite me in the ass soon if I don't train."

He pushed harder and slowly lifted the cover by a few inches, he then proceeded to move it aside slowly. After a while, he opened the manhole and he tried to catch his breath due to exhaustion.

After catching his breath, he went out of the hole and sneaked up on the tall grasses. Then he looked at Joriel's base and what he saw made him curse under his breath.

"Same shit even here. They still got captured, good god."

As he was cursing under his breath, he slowly made his way near the base trying his hardest to not catch anyone's attention. Also it seemed like it was only Joriel who's in their base same as what he remembered. But this would also mean that he needs to do it faster as their base is probably currently surrounded from all sides.

Soon, Regan who was slacking off the base of the tree while holding Mike's hand saw Drix. His eyes widened in shock and Drix signaled for him to be quiet and act normally.

I was a relief that Joriel was focused on what was happening on their base. He was even grinning from ear to ear with a smile that could break his face off.

Drix slowly crawled hidden in the grass akin to a viper slithering in the grasslands. He focused his sights on his prey and when he was only three meters away from the tree, he sat up and crouched before sprinting off to the tree.

Joriel heard the noise from behind him making him look there. As soon as he saw Drix a few centimeters away from touching their base, time seemed to have slowed down and he couldn't help but curse in the face of the inevitable.

In an instant, Drix immediately touched the tree and shouted with an indifferent tone as if what he was saying was natural.

"BASE!"

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK... Fuuuuuuuuuuccckkkk yoooouuuu!!!"

Meanwhile, Joriel bursted into a rage of curses realizing that he lost stomping his feet in anger. Regan and Drix just laughed at his reaction.

As soon as they heard Drix's shout, joy appeared on both Chris and Irish's face at the same time while the people encircling their base had a look of disbelief on their faces.

"Hahaha! Take that! You think you outsmarted me! But I outsmarted your outsmarting Joriel! Hahahaha!"

Joriel's face darkened when he heard Irish's voice. But his anger reached its boiling point when he heard his next words.

"Now pay up! Give me the moneh."

"You-! I'll smash that grin off your fucking face!"

Joriel moved to punch Irish in anger surprising him and Chris. Joriel's lackeys just watched and immediately held off Regan, Chris, Drix and Mike.

"Fucking bastards!"

Chris shouted in anger but he can only watch Irish be punched in the face as he was held off by two people, meanwhile Regan and Mike was held down by the other two. Only Drix was the one without anyone on him.

There was a simple reason for this. Drix was called a cowardly wimpy bastard by most of them here. They call him this because he's such a pushover and a cry baby. But... they didn't know that this Drix changed in the future.

"You want money from me? You should give me the money your bitch mom earned through whoring! HAHAHA!"

Irish covered his face with his arms as he curled up like a ball while taking the punches from Joriel. Joriel laughed hysterically while punching him, then he stood up and gave him a kick and another.

"You can punch someone but should never stomped a downed man."

Joriel was then startled as he felt a kick from behind and he was pushed away from Irish. He then looked at the one who kicked him and spoke with rage and anger.

"WHAT GAVE YOU GUTS TO FUCKING KICK ME!?"

Joriel immediately turned and swung his fist at Drix who kicked him earlier. But Drix just calmly ducked and gave him a liver shot before backing away and assuming a boxing stance. This punch made Joriel choke on his spit and gave him great amounts of pain.

Meanwhile, Drix felt his fist sting. He realized that his body at this time is weaker than he expected. This gave him another motivation to retrain.

"Oh shit!" "Go beat him Drix!"

Regan and Chris cheered after seeing Joriel being beaten back by none other than Drix. After seeing this scene Joriel's lackeys tried to leave but both of them went and tried to hold them off.

"What the fuck are you doing Mike!?"

But that was only wishful thinking, two of Joriel's lackeys escaped and went forward to attack Drix. As for how they escaped, it was because Mike let the one who was holding him off earlier leave and one of the two holding Chris down earlier followed.

"I can't afford to offend Jett."

"You fucking cowardly bastard!" Chris roared as he tried to fend off the guy holding him off.

"Call me whatever, I don't wanna be beaten by that monster later."

Hearing the commotion behind him, Drix looked back and saw the two goons running SW up to him aggressively. Joriel saw this too and grinned as he clutched his abdomen in pain.

"H-Hehehe, this is what you get for trying to resist me."

"Do you think adding numbers would change anything? Two more ants won't change anything."

Drix just coldly looked at the two guys rushing at him before sidestepping to the left and throwing a hook in the face at the one nearest to him. Due to the fact that he was accelerating forward at that time, the moment he was hit by Drix's hook, he felt the most impact like a truck colliding with a wall.

As soon as he collapsed and fell down, Drix moved to punch the next guy who was in a state of panic. One, two, three, a barrage of punched overwhelmed him and he soon fell under the constant punches.

"Th-This can't be! How can such a wimp like you do this?!"

Joriel was shocked and can't accept the scene before him. His two lackeys we down on the floor in pain, with their faces bleeding and one even has a broken some teeth. He then paled as he saw Drix looking at him coldly.

"Don't worry, you'll be joining them on the floor soon."

"My brother will kill you if you do this! HE WILL KILL YOU!"

"I touched you and your goons knowing that. Your words won't change anything."

Joriel unconsciously stepped back when he heard him. He then clicked his tongue and tried to run away, but he felt someone hold him back and stop him. He then looked at Irish who was in the ground and he was holding onto his leg.

"You won't be getting away unscathed."