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Super Cup 13: When I make Fusions

A group of garbage pickers found an abandoned building, in ruins. There were no doors or windows, and weeds grew everywhere. Faced with the situation of abandonment, two young men entered the land and collected from there everything that seemed to have some value in the scrap market. Among other items, they took Some Caps without having any idea what it was about; these were not normal caps... Many died and others were lucky enough to control these Caps. Follow the journey of Zicco Sena and his friends in search of changing this tragedy and winning the Cap Cup.

Shina64 · ファンタジー
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13 Chs

Give-up, you can't run I saw you

Josey could finally become rich as he always wanted. He started by picking up the caps that seemed to have high value and left the less valuable ones behind.

When he gathered everything in the bag, he headed towards the entrance door. His goal was to leave before they realized that the other picker was unconscious.

'As soon as I get home, I'm going to sell all this, haha you fools, I'm going to get out of this life and live better, build a house just for myself.'

It didn't take long to reach the entrance door, but someone caught him by surprise.

"Mr. Josey, where are you going?"

Hearing that question from behind, Josey just wanted to ignore it, but as the person got closer, he had no choice but to turn around and see who it was.

"I'm leaving early, the soccer game is about to start, Mikael."

The picker speaking with Josey was Mikael, a tall guy with dark skin.

"Boss Josey, so what do you have in that bag?"

Mikael was very clever and knew that his boss wouldn't leave so early without taking something valuable.

"You know Mikael, you ask too many questions, I don't owe you explanations, I'm going home, do whatever you want."

Josey knew that the longer he tried to deceive Mikael, the faster they could find the picker and prevent him from escaping.

As his body was ready to hit Mikael, a small noise was heard.

Swish!

Before he could take another step towards him, Mikael pulled a knife from his pocket.

"Mr. Josey, I don't know what you found, but given your hurry, it must have been something very good, so share it with me now or I'll call everyone here."

The atmosphere became very quiet, both Josey and Mikael were looking at each other.

With no other option, Josey gave up the idea of escape, since if he ran, Mikael would shout, and if he tried to hit him, it would be a death sentence since Mikael was armed.

His only hope was that Mikael also didn't want to fight, otherwise, he would certainly attack to rob him…