Face-Slapping System



Time passes by in the blink of an eye.

The sun had already set, and streetlights were slowly being lighted up.

As this was a busy street near the mall, Sparkling Buds was still full of people. Even with the threat of the cultists, a lot of people would still dare to come out just to eat the famous meal.

Of course, the cultists also affected Sparkling Buds' revenue these past days, but its situation was a lot better compared to other restaurants around due to their recent fame online. Their fame also precedes them as they truly have a tasty fried chicken that confirms the rumors.

At a bench near a streetlight a few meters away from Sparkling Buds building, a man could be seen sitting leisurely. He was smoking cigarettes as his eyes kept on darting around the area.

In one observed clearly, one would be able to see a bulge on his waist area.

The man acted nonchalant as he kept on observing the Sparkling Buds. What was his purpose, only he himself knows.

However, what the man did not know was that at this moment, he was already being eyed by one of Roland's guards. It was Five.

As the man nonchalantly smoked on the bench, someone suddenly tapped the man's shoulders, startling him so much that he choked on the smoke he just puffed.

"Fuck! Brother you startled me!" The man turned around and stated upon seeing Five still holding onto his shoulder.

Seeing Five's threatening appearance, the man moved his hands and slowly reached out to the bulge on his waist.

However, even before he could do so, Five's hands had already moved in advance and stopped the man's hands from even moving an inch.

"Don't bother about it. Follow me obediently if you want to live," Five's threatening voice resounded in the man's ears.

The man wanted to move however, it was like there was a mountain pressing his body and hand, he could not move at all. He looked at Five's eyes directly and was about to curse his entire family and ancestors, however, the man suddenly stopped and blanked out for a moment before he nodded his head immediately.

Inside his head, he was only thinking, 'What the hell kind of eye is that! It felt as if I was staring at a ferocious beast!'

The man could only allow Five to lead him at the back of Sparkling Buds. With lots of people around, no one noticed this incident at all, and everyone proceeded to walk to and fro the Sparkling Buds area.

A few moments later, the man was already kneeling in front of Roland nervously.

Bids of sweat rolled down his forehead as Five's foot pressed against his back. His gun that he had holstered on his waist earlier was now in Roland's hands.

"Who sent you here?" Roland asked as he fiddled with the 45-caliber gun.

When the man arrived earlier, One and the others noticed his existence right away. The area around Sparkling Buds was monitored by them all day long. There was no way a person could sneak in peacefully while bringing a gun with him.

Although he appeared calm earlier, Roland and the others could actually sense that he has ill intentions towards Sparkling Buds. This was different from the spies that were sent by Councilor Brown over. They were only there to probe and not harm anyone else, so Roland was lenient to them and allowed them to snoop around without dealing with them.

This man on the other hand has a gun holstered on his waist and was clearly planning to attack someone in Sparkling Buds. From this alone, Roland also guessed that this man was not one of Councilor Brown's men.

This was also the reason why he did not hesitate to order Five to bring the guy over. It was better to neutralize this threat first than to wait for something to happen.

Upon hearing the question, the man did not immediately answer. Instead, he looked at Roland stiffly and said, "Sir, I don't have any ill intention towards you. I am just passing by here, I promise!"

"Yeah right, as if I'd believe you," Roland said as he waved his hands.bender

Seeing that, Five put even more pressure on his foot. The man gritted his teeth as he felt like a mountain was pressing on his back. It was not enough to make him pressed on the ground but just enough to make his knee hurt like hell.

"Sir, it's true. I truly don't have any enmity towards you. I'm only here to cause trouble for this newly established restaurant. I don't have any ill intention towards you sir! S-Sir, please let me go. I have a family to feed at home," the man said.

His voice started to crack and waver. It was clear from his voice that he was feeling unprecedented fear at this moment. Five's foot was still pressed on his back. He was also surrounded by the other guards. He knew that he would not be able to get out of here alive if he did not beg for his life.

Hearing that, a frown appeared on Roland's face.

"I'll ask again one last time. Your answer would determine whether you live or not. Who sent you here?" Roland's voice was cold as he asked.

There was no way this man would come here at his own volition. As the man said, there was no enmity between them, so he could only be hired by other people to cause trouble here.

The man shivered upon hearing Roland's words.

"I-I'll speak. I'll speak!" The man hurriedly said.

Although Five's foot was still on his back, the man gritted through the pain and spoke.

"I-it's Tiansen! Tiansen sent me here to cause trouble at this restaurant!"

A question mark appeared on Roland's face.

"Tiansen? Do you mean the vice manager of Mark Jonalds a few blocks away?

"Yes- yes! That's him!"