"Who is there?" Answered the BlackMailer feeling quite intimidated and a bit spooked out.

This was the last thing he needed. Although defending himself was a minor thought, the chances of not being able to get this money increased tenfold, which was bothering him more than his own current safety.

Because he needs this money desperately. Let's say that there are rents to pay, debt to the wrong people and 20,000£ left in the Local Casino.

The man who gave out that strong threat to the Blackmailer, was still nowhere to be seen. At first, the Blackmailer felt like he was hearing voices the moment he turned to his left and saw no one there.

But when he noticed that Anna was spooked by that tone a little bit as well, he knew for sure that he wasn't hearing voices.

Even though the man not visible, his claim still stood visible and straight. As if in mid air, that same voice ordered. "Who I am is not to be your concern. Your concern should be your wellbeing, put the phone on the ground and i will spare you."

"Are these the medieval times? Speak like a F*cking normal person!" Taking a few steps back as he got more and more terrified of this man who doesn't seem to be visible to both of them.

He proceeded to express his stress furthermore, mumbling his words the Black Mailer said. "Look, I just... my money... I want my money. After i'll get it. Never you... you'll never see me again. I promise I won't bother her again."

Losing his patience bit by bit, taking a few steps forward while still invisible to the two, he proceeded to say. "I suppose you didn't understand what I meant. I didn't request you to drop the phone, I'm telling you to drop it if you want to continue your existence!"

Hearing the voice now being closer, but no man or person in general in sight except Anna, the Blackmailer was close to pissing his pants. At first, he thought that Anna was playing some sort of recording to trick him.

But no, the voice sounded so life full. It didn't sound digital, plus Anna wasn't holding any device. If a noise playing device would be in her pocket, it would be even less convincing.

Knowing that leaving this scene empty handed, he would be risking his own neck. the Blackmailer decided to stand his ground and his demands firm.

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Raising his fists high, he arose from the Shadows and threatened the man cutting in his profit. "How about you show your face and deal with me like a real man!"

Finally able to see who the Blackmailer is, Anna felt bewildered. Making the theory clear that the pictures this man used online, weren't his. Common for gold diggers.

"Who are you. Why are you causing me all this trouble?" Odd enough, Anna had no idea who this man is.

He literally never saw him before, it was just an online relationship. The relationship went to the next level where explicit pictures felt comfortable to be sent. Clearly, it didn't turn out well in the end.

"Shut it you Blind B*tch. I'm here for the money. Of course you don't know me, you never will." Afterwards pulling out a 9mm Pistol which was tucked in his belt, he whispered no doubt on his last nerve. "Money or i'll shoot you!"

Noticing that the man who is trying to defend her, can be shot in this situation who is getting way out of hand, she proceeded to say. "Okay okay. I can't risk for the innocent to get shot because of me."

Pulling out the money from the Inner pocket of her knee long brown jacket, she continued. "Take the money and get out of my life. I can't let someone's Coffin rest on my conscious." Afterwards she threw the envelope of money underneath the Blackmailer's feet.

Bending down to pick up the money, he kept his Pistol along with his glare forwards, to secure his safety and get the money too. But did it help him?

The moment he got a grip on the envelope of money, he felt something solid making a strong contact on his face. At first, he felt like he got hit by a hard Iron Pipe. But no, it was a right hook from a heavyweight boxer. Whose identity was still strictly unknown to these two.

The punch forced the Blackmailer to do half a backflip, landing so badly on his neck and shoulders that the Boxer was even able to hear a crack the moment the Blackmailer met with the ground.

Agile enough, the Boxer caught the 9mm Pistol while it was flying in mid air. The Blackmailer dropped it due to the impact of the punch. He got staggered, losing control on the grip of his hands.

"You won't be needing this little toy anymore." Firmly spoke out the best described, invisible boxer. Only to not get a reply from the Blackmailer, he was knocked out cold!

With the gun on the Boxer's hand, he decided to destroy the gun in a rather semi natural way.

The gun started heating up on his hand, to the point where the pipe of the Pistol was boiling red.

The gun actually started melting after just a few seconds, deforming beyond repair. The gun's magazine melted enough to drop on the ground while the pipe of the pistol was still on his hand.

"Wha.. what are you?" Asked Anna, this isn't exactly something you see every day or night.

Bang!

Although the invisible boxer's melting power is strongly effective, using it on a loaded gun wouldn't be the best idea.

Although the magazine of the gun of which contained most of the bullets fell on the ground without causing damage, there was still a bullet on the Pistol's pipe.

And that's what blew up. The intense heat of whatever the invisible boxer's hands released, gave too much pressure to the bullet. To the point where it was forced to blow up, forcing out a bullet in a wind breaking speed.

To her further bad luck, she got accidentally shot. Just when she thought that this problem would finally fall behind her!