At the same time, Bruce's boys were staring fixedly at the Korean man's backpack and the Korean woman's handbag. After all, this was their hunting grounds where they targeted foreigners, both to beat them up and to rob them.They targeted Asians because most of them were easy prey, rarely fighting back, while the cops often turned a blind eye. They were never charged even after doing the same thing countless times, and even if they were arrested, they were quickly released.The Korean couple panicked just then. The man covered his head to protect himself from Bruce's bat, while the woman crouched and screamed!Before the bat actually reached the Korean, Charlie bellowed, "Stop!"Bruce stopped in reflex and turned.Seeing that it was another foreigner, he snapped coolly, "Are you with them?!"Charlie smiled amusingly. "What bitch gave birth to you? Where are your manners? You should go down on your knees before you talk to me, y'know?""Fuck off!" Bruce bellowed back—he was sup

The only reason Bruce had yet to commit murder wasn't even because there was still good in him—there just wasn't anything that pushed him far enough to trigger killing intent. Now, as soon Charlie did it, he was ready to kill without hesitation.He was too much of a threat to be let free, but Charlie considered himself too much of a virtuous man to physically harm a brat like him.Bending Bruce's mind did two things—it would permanently stop him from hurting the innocent, and secondly, it would compel him to fight evil with evilIf he hurt other thugs like him, it was atonement.If other thugs hurt him, too bad… but it was still a decent outcome.The reason Charlie repeatedly provoked him with insults and showed him that he couldn't win was to push him over the brink. If that feeling of hysteria was something Bruce had never experienced before, then his mind-bending technique would only work that much.But now, the layers of provocation was a steady, precise stimulation that co

Even though Bruce felt utterly humiliated, he didn't dare to argue against Liam.He forced himself to accept the loss while vowing to himself that he would rise further than Liam and then trample Liam under his foot one day.Even then, he didn't have the courage he needed for that until Charlie gave it to him.His fingers clenching around his baseball bat, and he announced as if possessed, "Let's find Liam and kill him. After that, I'll be the south side's rising star! His boss might even take a liking to me and let me replace him, and then we will be set for life!" Charlie's mind-bending was basically autosuggestion, convincing a person persistently that that an idea was right—that it was achievable despite reality.Moreover, Bruce was a typical street thug without much education and with zero morals. His understanding of the world was at best superficial, and coupled with all the gangster flicks he watched, he always believed that some sort of special opportunity would inevitab

Charlie already felt bored when he saw Bruce fall.It was like raising a virtual pet, dying right after he fed it when he was hoping for it to grow instead.Watching disinterestedly as Bruce's friends quickly helped him to the ambulance that had just arrived, he sighed and shrugged. "Well, I told Sergeant Davidson to enforce the streets in a couple of days, just so that little Bruce had a window for rampage, but we've already lost him."Albert quickly asked, "Is he going to die?"Charlie shook his head. "Nope—the bullets didn't hit his arteries. He'll live unless he's sent to a vet, though his right leg is fucked. He'll be limping for the rest of his life."Albert laughed. "He's going to fine—there's this mob boss back in the day who's a cripple too. Maybe he can still make something for himself. ""No way." Charlie snorted. "That one was a mob boss before he lost his leg. If he had a lame leg from the start, he wouldn't have survived the mob life, let alone take charge."Albert

Nanako nodded and promptly dashed out of Yahiko's house straight to the middle of Thompson First, reaching Charlie's house in no time at all.She often strolled down this street since moving here, but she had only ever peeked inside Charlie's house briefly and left soon after like any other pedestrian.When she arrived, she immediately saw three cars parked at the front: a Rolls-Royce Cullinan and two BMWs, with one being a BMW 760.Nanako was aware that Charlie's father-in-law was always driving around in the Rolls-Royce, while Claire would drive the 760, and Charlie occasionally drove the other BMW.With all three cars at home, it would look like everyone except Charlie was at home.Even though Nanako had reached enlightenment, her Reiki wasn't that potent just yet, but she could still have a Reiki sense that extended over a few hundred meters. With just a thought, she projected her Reiki and searched Charlie's home… but didn't find anyone.Whipping out her phone, she texted Ch