"Excuse me, I wanted to ask whether you still support our cause.", John asked.
"Oh if it isn't good old Marco Chi John! Come in.", Harry opened the door fully.
"Don't have to tell you that you are a wanted man. Come in already.", John complied, attentively he was watching the luxurious interior. "How the depths did you afford this? Shouldn't you too be hunted down like me? I have been living like a rat.", John complained, but it was more than just a complaint, it was an accusation too.
"The Amazons have been taking NFTs for payment. I washed my ill gotten maleWork (men are not allowed to work or have property) money with NFT so that I was able to purchase it. It's safe - believe me.", Harry indirectly assured John that he did not in fact have a deal with Karol so she would sponsor his house and all that money.
"So you support the cause? What have you done against Karol?", Chi John repeated himself - and Marco Chi John didn't like to repeat himself- it often hinted at someone evading his questions. People evading questions were not very trustworthy.
"Uh.. hum... I wanted to ask you how I could do something against Karol, now that you are asking me. So uh... what can I do for you Chi?", Harry opened his eyes widely when Chi John gave him LieMons.
"I don't want your damn LieMons, what am I supposed to do with these?", Harry uttered angrily. "This can go two ways, Harry. Either you walk to the Karol apperatus order and logistics zone and use these to burn it down, or I'll do that to your house and all the nice things in it.", Chi John raised one eyebrow "Have I made myself clear?", he had made himself crystal clear, but for some reason Harry said "What?", to which John replied "Binglish, motherfrogger, do you speak it?", but what he meant was: "Just say yes or I will burn your house down - with the lieMons.".
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Harry hastily nodded. There was nothing he could do but write books about things- and even that mostly did not work. What could he do now, he was completely helpless ... except ... maybe ... he could ... say the n-word.
Chi John had driven him into a corner- it was basically his fault for making him say the n-word.
Harry was going to say the n-word.
"You are a frogging NFT-FAKER (with hard R)!! HELP HELP! I am being raided by a NFT-FAKER!", he shouted in a high voice.
"You Arch-traitor!", Chi John punched Harry so hard, that Harry exploded into thin red mist.
He then scattered the lieMons and made them combust.
It was time to flee - the madmen already came streaming in and would haunt him until the day they would get him. Chi John jumped, re-rolled the planet beneath him and dropped down, far away from the incident.
A strong hand grasped his shoulder and he heard those dreadful words "nft-faker detected. Commencing annihilation."