Chapter 2: Mafia escape

Kingpin: "*Tsk*Tsk* Tell me now, Daniel.... how does it feel to have sex with Vanessa?"

FUCK!

Daniel's scalp tingled, his facial muscles tensed, and sweat formed on his back.

After freezing in place for a few seconds, he pretended to smile lightly: "Boss, your joke is a bit too much. In the entire New York underground world, who doesn't know that Vanessa is your woman? Give me a courage potion, and I still wouldn't dare."

"Really," Kingpin said calmly. "But on the third day after I left New York, you and Vanessa had a candlelight dinner at an English restaurant."

"On the fourth day, you both went shopping on Fifth Avenue and visited an art exhibition."

"And after that, you went to Vanessa's house, showed her your Continental cooking skills, and gave her a pack of her favorite milk chocolate after dinner."

Kingpin's speech was neither hurried nor slow, neither happy nor sad, but its content made Daniel's heart rise to his throat.

He swore to God that he hadn't breathed a word about his relationship with Vanessa to anyone.

When going out, he was fully prepared, wearing sunglasses, masks, hats — every fucking precaution was taken by him.

He was not going on dates with her... well, he was on dates with her and he liked being with her, but the point being, he was protecting her, and always prepared disguises so Kingpin's enemies wouldn't attack or assassinate her.

He never used his own car and instead used private taxis.

For meals, he only used only cash, never swiping a credit card.

This matter had been kept concealed enough, but he hadn't even expected Kingpin to find out...

Daniel's face turned solemn, his heart raced, and his other hand clenched tightly.

'Unless... Unless it was a plan all along...'

Maybe the Vladimir brothers had snitched in hopes of getting Daniel killed..?

Or was it Kingpin's some sort of fucked up game..?

"Today, you spent an afternoon with Vanessa in your room. You can answer my question now, Daniel. How does it feel to be in bed with Vanessa?"

'Heh,'

When Kingpin finished his last sentence, the mountain-like pressure on Daniel suddenly lifted.

He figured it out.

Now that this had happened, no matter how worried he was, it was futile.

After being Kingpin's deputy for many years, Daniel knew him better than himself.

Between the two of them, there was no other option apart from life and death.

"Hahaha!" Daniel grabbed the phone and laughed maniacally.

"Do you really wanna know the answer? Kingpin." Daniel's laughter gradually subsided.

He put the phone to his mouth and whispered, "The answer is... Oh god, her pussy was so soft, and her ass~ She was the perfect cum dump I've ever seen!"

*Boom!*

There was a loud noise from the speaker. He is 90% sure that, it was Kingpin flipping the table.

Kingpin roared: "YOU MOTHERFUCKER!! How dare you!"

Daniel shook his head. He could imagine his poor Boss being angry... very angry.

"By the way, Kingpin, Vanessa told me that you performed poorly in bed, she was moaning about how my cock was superior to your virgin little roach."

He tilted his head and continued, "What do you think? What would happen if I exposed this news, I'm afraid the whole of New York would be shocked, right? The legendary Kingpin can't even satisfy his girlfriend so she has to fuck his right-hand man, Pfft... hahahaha!"

"FUCK YOU! You're finished! You're dead!"

Kingpin lost control of his emotions and was on the verge of going wild.

The last person who made him this angry had his head smashed with a car door.

But not only was Daniel unafraid, he also added fuel to the fire, "Kekeke, So it's true huh? Now I'll just upload this recording on the internet"

"You fucking bastard! You are Dead, you hear me, you motherfucker!" Kingpin roared.

"Oi, what are you saying..? I'm still alive and kicking. If you have the guts, come hit me through the phone."

There was another crackling sound on the other end of the phone.

After a while, Kingpin's emotions were under control, and he panted, "Don't worry about it, Daniel. I've sent Brother Vladimir to find you."

Daniel frowned, quickly walked to the window, opened it, and looked downstairs.

On the avenue not far away, five or six black Chevrolet commercial vehicles were speeding towards his penthouse's building.

They screeched to a halt dozens of meters away from the building.

The car doors opened, and two dozen masked, burly men with guns stepped out of the cars.

"Hahaha, it seems they've arrived on time," Kingpin said proudly.

Hmm, why did he send the person he hates to core to kill me? Something is fishy here...

"But now I regret it. Daniel... run, run quickly, don't let Brother Vladimir catch you."

"I swear to God, I'll find you myself, crush your bones, cut off your filthy parts, and throw them into a meat grinder…"

"Shut the fuck up!" Daniel cursed, then slammed his phone against the wall.

'Snap!'

The legendary Nokia instantly turned into a pile of parts, leaving a small dent on the hard concrete wall.

[Ding! Host Triggered the mission: escape from the Russian Mafia, mission reward: 500 villain points.]

[Reminder: The enemy has 30 seconds to reach the building.]

"Thanks for the reminder my dear fucking system~" Daniel cursed under his breath and rushed back into the bedroom.

Just a moment ago, he had been a little puzzled by Kingpin's chattiness.

He thought maybe Kingpin's mentality had been shattered after being cucked by his own subordinate, so he talked a lot.

But he never expected that Kingpin was actually buying time.

The guy looked like he had muscles for his brains instead of brain matter, but he just looked like a dumbo. The man was the ruler of the underground mafia and was actually smarter than anyone else.

I don't know why, but everything seems like a pre-planned setup...

Daniel had been played.

Back in the bedroom, Daniel took off his bathrobe and started dressing.

A sexy voice fell on his ears, "Wow baby~! I'll never get tired of seeing your figure in my life." Seems like Vanessa had just woken up and did not know what was happening, sitting on the bed and staring intently at Daniel's 8-pack abs.

As she said, Daniel's figure was like a visual feast.

He had broad shoulders, a full chest, and 8 pack abdominal muscles as hard as steel.

Every muscle on his body seemed to be carved with a knife and axe.

(MC's image)

However, what fascinated Vanessa the most were the densely crisscrossed scars on Daniel's body.

Gunshot wounds, knife wounds, bruises from sticks and punches.

Vanessa's favorite thing to do was to lie on Daniel's chest, soothe and trace the scars with her palm, and listen to him tell the story behind each scar.

"Stop ogling at my body." Daniel quickly put on his clothes.

"Our one-night stand has been discovered by your small penis boyfriend, and the people chasing us will be here soon."

"What!" Vanessa's face suddenly turned pale.

But before she could ask any questions, Daniel grabbed the Simmons mattress with both hands and lifted it up.

"Ouch!" Vanessa rolled to the ground wrapped in the blanket.

Vanessa got up from the ground and cursed, "What the fuck! Daniel..."

"And how did he find out? You said no one will find out, you fucking asshole—" She raised her voice, intending to curse again but—

*clutch-clutch*

Daniel pulled out a shotgun from under the bed.

Vanessa's eyes widened, and she swallowed her words.

Gangs were a high-risk industry, and people often blocked doors and laid siege while you let your guard down.

As one of the top-tier talent in this so-called backstabbing industry, how could Daniel not leave a way out for himself?

He had hidden a large amount of weapons and ammunition under the bed in the master bedroom.

Benelli M4 Super 90 Shotgun*1

Colt M4A1 Carbine*1

Beretta M9 pistol*2

Each gun was equipped with three magazines, fully loaded with bullets.

MK3A2 Offensive Grenade*2

SOV-3000 Full Protection Body Armor*1

80m High-Strength Descending Rope*1

Bulky Black Travel Bag*1

"First comes protection," Daniel picked up the 8kg bulletproof vest and put it on.

The interlayer of the bulletproof vest had been stuffed with three layers of ceramic bulletproof plates in advance.

The protection level was level 4, capable of resisting armor-piercing bullets.

Daniel's expression was very calm, but Vanessa was all kinds of fucked-up.

"Waa... waa.. What the fuck...." Thinking of having rough sex with Daniel on top of a pile of grenades....

And the fact that she was jumping on his dick wildly, shaking the whole bed.

A burst of fear rose in her heart, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

Lunatic, these people are all lunatics.... what if some Granade had malfunctioned and.. and.. Fuck! 

Daniel knew that there was no risk, but for her who lived like a spoiled queen inside Kingpin's protective shell...? That was a fucking life-threatening shit!

With a dark expression, Vanessa picked up her clothes from the ground, wrapped herself in the blanket, and left the apartment with bare feet.

She was Kingpin's woman, and the Vladimir brothers dare not touch her... she hopes.

'Everything is off... this situation doesn't makes any sense..' Daniel thought after fully equipping all the weapons.

[Ding! Enemies reached the lobby and are currently coming towards the top floor- the Host's penthouse!]

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Author Note:

I'll post a total of 8 to 10 chapters/week.

300 Power Stones = 1 extra chapter

500 Power Stones = 2 extra chapters

700 Power Stones = 4 extra chapters!