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After the friendly match, Roger and Mr. K returned to Mr. K's office and sat on their respective seats, and talked for a moment before Roger leave the premises.

"Please welcome those who'll come here. There will be at least 10 in total. They will take martial arts training in your gym, Mr. K."

"Please just K, Boss." Mr. K uttered in a respectful tone. That made Roger scoff and sway his hands at him.

"Forget about it. What I was talking about... teach them how to fight. Even if you have to beat them down, it would be more okay for me. Also, the way you train your gangsters, teach them that. Even if it's cowardly, winning a fight is still important." Roger noted to him that Mr. K instantly listed down on a paper in his grasp.

"Was that all, Boss?"

Roger nodded and stood up from his seat.

"Ah, I forgot. Don't bother investigating the Red Bulls. They will disappear soon. Just focus on making Green Falcons' members civil servants." Roger added before he casually opened the door and left the room.

He passed through the lobby, and as he left the building, eyes were still on him with different intentions.

Roger sighed and immediately returned home.

***

Before going to school, Roger called his people and announced what had happened.

"You may like what I am about to say. The Green Falcons are now our subgroup, which means they are now under me. But they are still managing on their own. You will just bid on their movements if we get to move to joint operations. Also, I will choose 10 people to go there that will learn how to fight. These 10 were the weakest of you all, so if you do want to live your leisure life, for now, be sure to win." Roger announced.

Then he looked at Mark to leave the selection since he knew that Mark was at least the best fighter of them all.

"Mark, watch them fight. The first ten to lose will be the ten that will go to the Green Falcons. And the picking will be determined by a brawl, free for all. So, good luck."

After that short notice, Roger left them and went to school. He then attended most of the day and wasn't expecting anyone to be looking for him. But when the school day ended, someone went to their room to see him.

"Who is Roger Wyles?" A man in a black formal suit called out once he entered their room. He had a well-built physique and also well-groomed hair and fair skin. He was wearing shades that made him look like a top-class bodyguard.

Just when it piqued everyone's curiosity, they all looked at Roger in unison, instantly filtering him out of the students.

The man walked up to Roger, with Roger just nonchalantly following him with his eyes. He was currently being approached.

"How may I help you?" Roger asked, without lifting his head when the man was now in front of his desk.

Meanwhile, the man just eyed him without any sound, giving Roger time to assess what was about to happen.

'Is this man some kind of agent? But it is stupid if he was some kind of government agent since it would get attention. Never mind, I don't care anymore.' Roger sighed, then lifted his head in a nonchalant manner, returning a gaze to the man.

The man just gritted his teeth without making it obvious and said, "Follow me."

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'There is no need to make a fuss about him. Let's see what's supposed to happen.' Roger thought, then followed the man leaving the room.

When they finally left, everyone breathed out in relief that they had almost felt they were about to die there earlier.

"What kind of aura was that? It felt like that man was from the government. Does that mean that Roger was about to be arrested?"

"Perhaps, since he fought with gangsters. Didn't you know that there were some rumors that Roger might be part of a gang?"

"Hey, stop with that, Taylor might hear you."

They all hushed their mouths when Taylor was mentioned. It was because Taylor was supposed to be a chick from a gang named Green Falcons. But after his encounter with Roger, some say that he might have been replaced by Roger since he was not in contact with the gang anymore.

It was all just rumors, but they all interconnected with each other but in a vague way.

'Tsk. It would be good if Roger disappear.' Taylor thought.

***

Roger and the man in the suit went to the open lot of the schoolyard. They were just standing there with no sounds, bringing chilling air.

"So, what is your business? Why did you look for me?" Roger asked the man without a specific expression behind it.

The man let out a sigh and removed his shades, revealing his sorry expression.

"I am from the Red Bulls, and I came here to warn you that we will take over the Blue Neighborhood to attack the Green Falcons."

Roger just scoffed, as if he didn't mind what the man said.

"Ah. The Red Bulls... They were really making me hate them more. Now that you know me, let me ask, why did you approach me?" Roger asked in an irritated tone.

The man just glared at him after his sorry eyes disappeared. He raised his left hand, with the intent of tapping Roger, but Roger just shoved his hand away from him.

"Did you perhaps learn that I am the one who's controlling the hoodlums in the Blue neighborhood?" Roger then gazed intently at him.

The man nodded, following with another few words from Roger.

"You learned that I am the one who's controlling the hoodlums, so why did you really approach me?"

"It is because I pity you. I just came here on my own accord since I have a younger brother like you who is also part of the gang"

"So your own accord. You don't have to worry about it. I can take care of myself." Roger said, then turned his back.

"If you say so, but I already warned you, kid."

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