Face-Slapping System



As Madison continued to walk forward peacefully with leisure while thinking about what happened earlier, Three had already arrived near Bryan and the others.

With a quick glance, Three immediately learned of their position as well as the crudely hidden pick-up truck of Bryan.

As per Roland's order, Three immediately went to deal with this group of naughty students. He was supposed to help Madison from the dark, so he went ahead of Madison to especially deal with Bryan and the others without Madison's awareness.

Roland also ordered him not to overdo it.

After looking around for a bit, Three dashed with light steps towards the truck and poked a hole on its wheels by just using fingers.

The wheels produced a hissing sound as air escaped out of it.

In this calm street, the sudden sound of the escaping air caught Bryan and the other's attention almost instantly.

"What was that?" Kyle popped up his head from one of the bushes. He looked around and determined that the sound actually came from Bryan's truck.

Bryan also noticed the commotion. He also looked over towards his truck, just like how Kyle did.

He tightened his grip on the baseball bat in his hands as he walked back towards his truck. The others also followed behind him, each of them not wanting to get left behind by Bryan in the bushes.

The sudden hissing sound scared the hell out of them. Each of them looked at each other nervously. Ready to flee or scream if something bad happens.

At this time, their thoughts were especially vulnerable. They had just seen that news a while ago, and the fear of being the victim filled their minds, allowing them to come up with unrealistic assumptions as the hissing sound continued.

On the other hand, Three smiled as he saw them walking over. Everything was going according to plan. They were indeed just simple-minded brats. He hid behind the truck, waiting for an opportunity to 'strike'.

At this time, Bryan and the group finally reached near the truck once again. It just so happened that the hissing sound just ended as well.

Bryan signaled for Kyle to go forward to check the situation.

Kyle looked at him as if he was seeing a ghost.

'Fuck, why me?' He thought.

Bryan gave him eye contact, and instantly, Kyle understood that if he did not go, the former would no longer give him those medicines.

Gritting his teeth, Kyle tightened his fist and slowly walked forward in front of everyone. He stepped near the truck, his heart beating like crazy.

He looked around and noticed the flat tires a while later. Seeing that, he could not help but heave a sigh of relief. It looks like they were just overthinking just now.

He looked back and said, "Bro, it looks like it's just one of your tires that just popped out!"

"What? Impossible, I just changed tires a week ago!" Bryan exclaimed. He went forward to check the tire that Kyle was pointing at.

His previous fear was now replaced by anger and annoyance due to the popped tire. He just changed a tire a week ago, and now, it has already popped.

Fortunately, he still has a spare tire at his disposal. He ordered Kyle to go over at the back to get the spare tire as well as the tools necessary. Kyle reluctantly went back, still afraid that Bryan would give him the medicine later.

Using the light from his phone, Bryan bent over to investigate the cause.

"Impossible," he muttered as he saw the massive hole at the side of the new tire.

This was not a normal hole, it's as if it was poke by something hard.

It was as if someone used a bar to stab the tire intentionally.

"Fuck, who did this!?" He said as he abruptly stood up.

Earlier, he was still scared of the 'murderer', but now, his anger had exploded to another level after realizing that someone was playing with him.

"Bro, it looks like the tires in the back had popped out as well!" Kyle exclaimed after noticing the flat rear tires.

"Shit!" Bryan exclaimed once more.

Now, he was very sure that someone was messing up with him.

His anger grew to another point, he only played with others, not the other way around.

"Who is it!? Get out! Face me like a man!" Bryan shouted, not caring for anything anymore.

At this time, Anna and the others grew nervous too.

They were not as 'brave' and 'courageous' as Bryan. The thought of the earlier news still filled their mind. After learning that someone purposely popped Bryan's tires, they thought that the murderer was out to get them.

Their earlier intentions of pranking Madison were already out of their mind now. After all, how could they still think of pranking someone when they have something big going on right in front of their face?

"B-bryan, t-tone it down," Anna huddled towards Bryand and said while tugging his shirt.

"W-what if it's the criminal who burnt that house? That place is not far from here," she continued.

The others nodded their heads, agreeing to Anna's claims and assumptions.

"Hmmp! I don't care if it's the murderer or not. They messed up with me, I'll mess them up as well!" Bryan stated strongly.

"Yeah, how dare they. Don't they know who we are?" Kyle supported Bryan.

He was just about to state more flattering words when he suddenly saw a figure calmly staring at them in the distance.

"Such big words!" At the distance, Three looked at them and stated, feeling amused.

He wondered just where Bryan took his courage from.

Hearing that, and seeing Kyle's reaction, everyone finally turned to look behind them.

Standing a few meters away, Three, wearing a black and hooded suit, stared at them calmly.

The shadow of the trees around perfectly his features, and only a vague silhouette could be seen. Making the scene especially eerie.

"Are you the one who did this!?" Bryan asked in an overbearing tone.