“Oh, crap,” he muttered.
Wang Yong immediately hid behind a big trash can that happened to be nearby, holding his breath as he kept his eyes locked on the man with the suitcase. He was sure he’d been spotted. His heart was racing, and he prayed so hard that the man didn't notice him.
And his prayer has been answered. The man reached into his pocket and pulled out a cigarette. He lit it, took a puff, and kept walking, completely unaware of Wang Yong. Wang Yong let out a huge sigh of relief.
“Phew, that was close,” he whispered to himself.
When he looked back, he saw Shi Ying covering her mouth, her shoulders shaking as she tried not to laugh. Wang Yong gave her a stern look that clearly said, “Don’t tell anyone about this.”
Shi Ying just grinned, giving a look on her face that said, “Make me then, dumbass. Hahahaha”
Wang Yong didn’t have time to argue with her, so he just rolled his eyes and continued to creep back toward the man, keeping his steps as quiet as possible. The suitcase was right there, swinging slightly as the man walked. Wang Yong waited for the perfect moment. Just as the man stopped to take another puff of his cigarette, Wang Yong darted forward and grabbed the suitcase.
As soon as Wang Yong’s hand touched the suitcase, Shi Ying quickly got into action. Standing a few feet away, she pointed her hand at the man, narrowing her eyes for the concentration. Her special Power activated, and the man suddenly stopped moving. His body froze like a statue, the suitcase still dangling from his hand.
Wang Yong didn’t waste a second. He grabbed the suitcase and took off running.
“Go, go, GO, GO!” he muttered under his breath as his feet pounded the pavement. He darted into the busy crowd, slipping between people, dissapearing in sight.
Meanwhile, back where the man stood, three seconds passed. The mysterious man can move again, and blinked in confusion. "What the f*ck just happened???" He thought to himself, before looked down at his hand and gasped.
“Hey! Where’s my suitcase?!” he shouted, spinning around frantically. His eyes scanned the street, but he couldn’t see anyone running away. All he saw were regular people going about their day, completely unaware of what had just happened.
The man scratched his head, his face a mix of panic and disbelief. “Sh*t!!! Sh*t SH*T SH*T SH*T!!!!!! I could die. The boss would kill me for this!!! Did I dropped it somewhere???” He checked the ground around him and even turned in circles, but to no avail.
Meanwhile, Wang Yong finally ducked into a quiet alley, panting hard as he leaned against a wall. His legs shaken and his heart was still racing, but he had done it. In his right hand, he had the suitcase.
Shi Ying was waiting for him, her arms crossed with a big smile on her face. She clapped lightly “Nice job,” she said, clearly impressed.
Wang Yong held up the suitcase. “Yeah, but that was way too close! What if he saw me?!”
Shi Ying waved a hand dismissively. “He didn’t. Trust me. He probably doesn’t even know what just happened. My hypnosis Power worked perfectly.”
“I mean earlier! When he almost spotted me, you didn’t even start hypnotized him” Wang Yong complained, shaking his head.
Shi Ying laughed. “Oh, relax, Lupin. You pulled it off, didn’t you?”
Wang Yong sighed and handed her the suitcase. “I beg you, smartass, No joke, please. Next time, you’d better use that power sooner. My heart can’t take this.”
Shi Ying just grinned. “Don’t worry, dumbass.” She glanced up at him with a mischievous sparkle in her eye. “Besides, isn’t this way more exciting?” Shi Ying then did something in her phone, and not long after, there was a sound of notification in Wang Yong's phone. A notification of money transfer of 10 grand asro from Shi Ying.
“What the hell?? This much??” Wang Yong opened the phone and look shocked. "That was more money than I've ever seen in my life"
“Not bad for a day’s work, huh?” Shi Ying said, leaning against the wall with a smug look on her face. “My client pays the best. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have to do this.”
“What kind of client that pay more money to only stealing this suitcase?? Who’s your client anyway?” Wang Yong asked with curiosity.
Shi Ying gave him a playful grin. “It’s my little secret,” she said, winking.
Wang Yong sighed. He could never stay mad at her for long. “Fine. But don’t pull the prank on me ever again, alright?”
Shi Ying smiled mischievously “Of course. Now go home, dude. And don’t give this money to your brother alright. And for the last time, use that money to buy some clothes. Duh..” she said.
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With that, they parted away. Wang Yong looks at Shi Ying's direction, while she playfully walks away like a child, with the suitcase in her hand, and disappears in the narrow street.
“Oh man, guess the fun’s over.” Wang Yong then walked to his home with a heavy heart.
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When Wang Yong got home that evening, the first thing he noticed was a shiny black racing motorcycle parked outside their apartment. He stopped in his tracks, staring at it with curiosity and visibly confused, before realizing that it had to be Wang Liang's motorcycle.
“That has to be my useless brother's bike.” he muttered under his breath. “How did he even afford this? I think he use my own money for buying it.” Anger bubbled up inside him, and without thinking, he gave the motorcycle a hard kick.
The bike crashed to the ground with a loud *clang!* Wang Yong froze, his eyes wide. “Oh sh*t, I hope he doesn't hear this” He hurriedly grabbed the bike's handle, struggling to lift the heavy bike and set it upright again.
“That’s gonna cost you a fortune, peasant,” came a cold, mocking voice from above. Wang Yong looked up to see Wang Liang standing on the second-floor dirty balcony, his arms crossed and a smirk plastered on his face. “You break it, you pay for it, my dear little brother.”
Wang Yong bit his lip, holding back the urge to yell. "You'll pay for this." He thought. With a heavy heart, he climbed the stairs to their apartment. Inside was only Wang Liang, who was already waiting for him, leaning casually against the doorway like he owned the place.
“Welcome home. My dear little brother” Wang Liang said, his smirk widening. “What’ve you got today, more money?”
“None of your business,” Wang Yong muttered, trying to step around him. Which suddenly, Wang Liang grabbed Wang Yong's hand
“I know you have money now!! 10 grand asro is a very huge sum of money, doesn't it right?” He gave to Wang Yong a sinister smile, while showed his phone to Wang Yong, which freak him. A live screen of Wang Yong's phone is showed live inside Wang Liang's wallpaper. Wang Yong's phone was bugged.
“You bugged my phone???” Wang Yong shouted, yanking his arm back. It just so happen that their mother walked into the room. "What happened?? Liang'er, did your little brother make trouble again??"
His mom choice of word make Wang Yong dissapointed. "Trouble, she said??" Wang Yong thought that, feeling unfairness in his heart.
"Ah mom, you are back." Wang Liang responded gleefully. "Would you believe that now this little piece of sh*t has more money than us, but don't want to share???" Wang Liang word added the oil to the already burning emotion in Wang Yong's heart. He was furious.
"Really?? How dare you don't share to us. Where did you get this?” Wang Yong's mother demanded as she began approaching Wang Yong
“I earned it—” Wang Yong started, his voice shaking.
“Earned it?” Wang Liang cut in, laughing. “Yeah, right. You probably stole it. Isn’t that right, little thief?”
Wang Yong’s face turned red with frustration. “It’s mine!” he shouted.
His mother immediately slapped Wang Yong. “Don’t TALK to your brother LIKE THAT, Wang Yong,” she snapped. “Your brother works hard. What do you do? Nothing but cause trouble! Now APOLOGIZE to your brother RIGHT NOW!!!”
Wang Liang grinned and took a step closer to Wang Yong. “You should show some respect to the King of the house” he said, his voice colder now. “You’re lucky we even let you live here.”
“RESPECT? For YOU?” Wang Yong shot back to Wang Liang with his fist clenched, ignoring the fact he was just being slapped by his own mother. “All you do was BULLY me!”
Wang Liang’s quickly show a smug face. “You don’t know when to shut up, do you?” Water began swirling around his hands, glowing faintly as he took a step forward. “Maybe I should teach you some manners.”
Before Wang Yong could move, a bubble of water formed around his head, the shape is like a ball, making it like a water helmet wrapping around Wang Yong's head, causing Wang Yong to suffocate. Wang Yong gasped, clawing at the water, his chest tightening as panic set in.
“Blub blub blub” Wang Yong’s voice is blocked with the water around him.
“You think you can talk back to me like that?” Wang Liang approached Wang Yong and growled, his voice low and dangerous. “You’re nothing to me. You’ll never be anything. A peasant have to bow to the King, and I will personally punish you for disrespecting me.”
Wang Yong’s chest burned as he struggled to breathe. His mind raced with fear, but then, deep inside, something changed. He felt a strange warmth spreading through his body, like a fire had been lit in his chest. His hands tingled, and suddenly, he felt something forming in his palm.
In Wang Yong hand, suddenly formed a glowing dagger made entirely of water. Wang Yong didn’t have time to think about what it was or how it got there. But he did what he had in a spur moment. With all the strength he could gather, he swung the dagger upward, trying to break free, but unfortunately, hitting Wang Liang’s neck with a sharp stab.
Wang Liang was shocked, before stumbling backward. His blood was now gushing from his neck. The water around Wang Yong’s head disappeared, splashing to the floor. Wang Yong fell to his knees, gasping for air.
"Ohok ohok ohok" Wang Yong trying to have a deep breath, trying to recover from the suffocating grip of the water.
Meanwhile, Wang Liang trying so hard to press the blood escaping from his neck, but the blood didn't stop, causing his face a mix of pain and shock. “What… WHAT DID YOU JUST DO?! HELP ME!!!!” he shouted, staring at Wang Yong with anger and panicked.
Their mother stood frozen in the middle of the room, her hands covering her mouth. Her eyes were wide with disbelief. “Wang Yong… What… what did you just do??” She shouted.
Wang Yong stayed on his knees, staring at his hand. The dagger was gone now, the water dripping onto the floor. “I… I don’t know,” he said quietly.
Wang Liang, with the blood gushing from the neck, began to losing his strength as he fallen to the ground. He felt his concious was fading away. His hand was shivering, trying to reach his mom.
“M… Mom… He… Hel…” He watched his mom, terrified, before he stopped moving, his hand slammed down to the floor, motionless. Dead.
His mom, watching this in horror, froze, before she grabbed Wang Liang's body, finally crying in front of him, while hugging Wang Liang tightly. “Huaa…. Liang'er, don’t die on me.”
Wang Yong, still processing what just happened, slowly realized that first, he just killed someone. Second, he just killed his brother. Third, his mom watched him kill his brother.
Wang Yong hand covered in blood, his legs became shaky. His heart was still racing.
“Mom..” Wang Yong finally let out a sound.
His mom, finally realizing Wang Yong is in front of her, looked him dead in the eye, with anger, loudly said. “Shut up. YOU ARE NOT MY SON. I should just kill you. COME HERE YOU F*CKING MURDERER!!!”
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