Novel Full Chapter 1359 Budget Mauro - RIP
From the time of the “Five-Box Incident”, I’ve only ever used them a few times but with this crazy bitch asking to get fucked—no, asking to cum one way or the other, I figured I could use a box or two since I wasn’t entirely sure if my dick would fall off after putting it inside her once or twice.
Because yeah, the vibes this KC chick was letting out was that she ruined many men’s lives and some of them were still trying to pursue her—not because of anything special but because it was foretold that crazy chicks had the best pussy on the market, don’t quote me on that.
‘She can be just that horny and hadn’t had a release but I guess that doesn’t necessarily mean that she’s not crazy too…’
However, right as she took off her top and revealed her big ol’ naturals in front of everybody, we heard a roar of a loud fucking engine—and it suddenly made KC roll her eyes and cover herself—so we decided to look from above.
To my surprise, a large pick-up with a riser, an exposed engine with tons of blowers, several exhausts sticking out from the side and then curves up, and a good ol’ machinegun looking from above parked like a BMW owner on this establishment’s front.
And I kid you not, a budget Mauro jumped down from his truck, took in a lot of air, before shouting at the top of his lungs:
“KC~!!! I KNOW YOU’RE IN THERE! BABY~! KC~!!! I SAID, I’M SORRY! COME BACK TO ME, BABY!!!
I— KC!!! HEY! YOU UP THERE! WHERE’S— KC! BABY! PLEASE!
I APOLOGIZE— I— WHAT THE FUCK?! W-WHAT— YOU MOTHERFUCKER, I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU!”
To my confusion, I saw a 6-feet ‘roided-up motherfucker curse me out and threaten to kill me in a span of a few seconds. In addition, almost every prostitute in this establishment bounced except for the one that big ol’ dude was looking for, and she never looked so miffed as she turned to me in desperation:
“You— You can fight, right?”
“Yeah?”
“Then, please— I’ll do anything—”
Then the motherfucker barged right in while this place’s concierge was still holding onto his leg, begging to stop this madness:
“KC! GET AWAY FROM THAT PRETTY BOY BEFORE I PUT YOU IN THE SAME STATE I’LL PUT HIM IN!”
I chuckled, “You’re making a mistake—”
“WHO THE FUCK’S TALKING TOLD YOU TO SPEAK?! YOU BETTER—” Read new chapters at empire
“Last chance—”
“YOU’RE GIVING ME ONE BUT YOU SHOULD’VE KNOWN YOUR PLACE—”
Right as this dude was only a few feet away from me, KC never looked so confused because everyone else in my party was still doing nothing despite their gear—and also from me never opting for a gun or my katana as an equalizer—because yeah, I was severely at a weight disadvantage but that doesn’t necessarily mean I’d lose to someone I could easily be locked in a room with even if there were ten of them.
So right from the fucking get-go, everyone just heard a short exhale before I followed this huge guy’s arm coming for my face—and the tip of my fingers just dug onto his forearms, travelled a few centimeters, before the pain registered in his fucking face.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
“RODRICK, STOP!”
“BITCH?! I’M THE ONE WHO—”
I cut him off as I suddenly appeared from behind him, “You don’t know how to fucking fight, do you?”
“WHA—”
Before this dumbass could react, my right elbow had already dented his left temple—and after grabbing onto his neck, I pulled in and sent my left knee to his sides, breaking a few ribs in the process.
But despite that, the guy managed to turn around and send a backhanded left as a Hail Mary, but all he hit was air, and I was already about to crush his manhood.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!”
And right as I made fucking “contact” with my left foot, I’ve never been so shocked in my life and have been so sorry for a dude I’ve never met in my life. Because from the nth amount of times I’ve crushed men’s manhoods, no homo, but I never thought I’d feel someone with a micropenis and balls that shrunk from steroid use.
“Bro…”
At this moment, this Rodrick fella was in a fetal position, bawling his eyes out and foaming in the mouth because I ended his fucking legacy. However, no matter how sorry I was, I didn’t think these words would come out of my fucking mouth:
“That really hurt you? I barely hit anything—”
“SHADDAPAKAP!!! I’M A GROWER, NOT A SHOWER, DAMMIT!”
“…”
“AckHHHHHHHHHHH! I CAN’T BREATHE! HELP—”
“So… Does it grow to an inch or—”
“I TOLD YOU TO SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!”
“I mean— You did try to kill me though… I can just knock you out to ease the pain—”
“LIKE YOU’RE BIGGER THAN ME! NO SHOT KC WOULD— AND I NEVER HIT YOU, YOU FUCK!”
“But there was an attempt, you meathead. It’s not my fault you can’t connect or satisfy your wife—”
“WAHHHHHHHHHHH~!!! I WAS JUST—”
KC cut in, “Nope— We’re not together, in the slightest—”
“DON’T SAY THAT, KC! I LOVE YOU! I REALLY DO! I— I’LL WEAR IT, ALRIGHT?! I’M SO SORRY!”
I had to cut in, “Wear what, exactly?”
“YOU— DON’T FUCKING BUTT IN OUR CONVERSATION!!!”
KC rolled her eyes, “YOU don’t butt in our conversation! We just struck a deal and he’s supposed to fuck my brains out!”
“B-BUT I SAID I’LL WEAR THE SLEEVE! I-I CAN SATISFY YOU NOW!”
“NO, YOU CAN’T! YOU’VE TRIED MANY TIMES! MANY GUYS DID TOO! NO ONE CAN!”
“THEN HOW CAN HE?!”
“SEE ALL THESE WOMEN AROUND HIM?!”
“HUH?! AREN’T THEY ALL JUST PROSTITUTES?!”
I had to kick his little balls one more time before I stared him down while releasing copious amounts of killing intent, “The fuck did you just say, Pinhead Larry?”
But the dumbass continued to dig his grave as he managed to ignore me, “IT’S NOT MY FAULT THAT YOUR PUSSY’S THAT LOOSE, KC!!!”