Although this new Quest offered him the same rewards for the same type of work, Gary actually felt a bit conflicted. As the description had pointed out, he wasn't really a member of the black colour gang, yet these people had helped him out and he had literally fought side by side with them just moments ago. Gary might be unable to lie his way out of the situation, but he could always just flee.
'I… I can't backstab them.' Gary thought, but just as he was ready to get out of the park, someone let out a scream. Turning around, he could see that it had originated not too far from where he was.
“You should have stayed on your side, bastard!” One of the black colour gang members gleefully exclaimed as he whacked his baseball bat down on the back of one of the red colour gang members who was unable to do anything about this sort of bullying.
'If that guy keeps hitting him like that, he… might even kill him.' Gary realised, clenching his fists.
It was then that the high schooler recalled how five members of the very same colour gang had tried to abduct that girl not too far away from his home. During his time working for the Underdogs, Gary had seen that not every member was a scrumbag, some still had some humanity left inside of them like Kirk, but watching this group of ruffians, they clearly didn't belong in that category.
They robbed people, made it so the streets were unsafe, and didn't even think twice about hurting others. In a way, the actual big gangs above them were far more resectable as they at least made a real effort not to get regular civilians involved, yet it was different with the colour gangs.
“Hey didn't you hear me, I've asked what group you're from?” The black colour gang member repeated his question, but Gary just kept looking at the guy with the baseball bat having fun against his helpless victims. What's more, the third member of their group picked up one of the dropped pocket knives, and brought it really close to the red colour gang member's face.
“Let me give you a little reminder of what happens if you barge into the wrong territory.”
Seeing this, Gary couldn't take it any more.
“Screw this, the system's right.” Gary mumbled, the other person had heard what he had said but didn't quite understand the context. “I don't belong to any of these gangs!”
The black colour gang member needed a moment to gleam the meaning behind the last thing the high schooler had said, but by that time a fist was about to connect with him. Gary had also activated his Charging Heart skill once more, making his fist speed up mid swing, as it aimed right at his opponent's chin, sending him flying to the ground.
[11 days until the next full moon]
Chapter end
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