They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System
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Chapter 299: What Would He Choose?

Chapter 299: What Would He Choose?

“You have some foreign currencies, don’t you?

Drop all the money you have here as compensation.” The atmosphere instantly shifted.

Little Sweetie “…” Ekene “..!” John “.!!” Karen “!!!” Abuchi “..?” The crowd “???” People gasped.

“What?” “All the money?” “You’ve got to be kidding,” someone whispered behind them.

The leader glanced at his dazed brother again, who was still holding his jaw and blinking like he had forgotten what day it was.

“From the looks of it,” he continued, “we might have to get an MRI.

Who knows if you’ve damaged his face, or worse, his brain.” Abuchi’s crew stared at the man like he had just grown three heads.

Karen scoffed aloud.

Ekene narrowed his eyes.

John’s hand slowly curled into a fist.

Abuchi himself looked stunned for a second before he stepped forward, jaw tightening.

“Didn’t you just say your brother was the one who caused the problem?” he said firmly, his voice low but steady, carrying an edge that made some of the younger ruffians flinch.

“You said he was all bark, no bite.

You said you’ve warned him before.

So why,” Abuchi asked, his eyes boring into the leader, “am I the one who now has to either be beaten or robbed?

Where is the sincerity in your apology now?” The leader sighed.

It was not loud, but it felt cold.

Calculated.

“I meant what I said,” he replied with a shrug.

“My apology was sincere…

but my loyalty to my brother is also firm.

I have to give him some satisfaction, one way or another.” His voice was calm, but there was something dangerous underneath it.

Like a river that looked still but could drown ships.

“So choose,” he said, turning away as if he was already bored.

He nodded to one of his men, a thick armed brute with a scar across his cheek.

“Get ready.

In case he chooses the ten punches.” That man cracked his knuckles and smiled in a way that made the air feel heavier.

“You have one minute,” the leader added.

He did not look back.

The market, which had once been busy and loud, was now silent.

Every merchant, every shopper, even Little Sweetie in disguise, all holding their breath.

All eyes were on Abuchi.

One minute.

What would he choose?

Not even a full minute had passed when Abuchi straightened up, his voice ringing out loud and clear for everyone to hear.

“I choose none,” he said firmly, his eyes locked on the leader.

“I’m not going to let myself be punched.

And I won’t give you a dime, talk more of all the money I have.

Not a single coin.” The crowd went still.

For a moment, it felt like the wind itself held its breath.

The leader slowly turned back, an unreadable expression on his face.

“I thought you were a reasonable young man,” he said, his tone low but sharp, like the edge of a blade.

“You’re the unreasonable one in this matter,” Abuchi snapped back without flinching.

“You admitted your brother was wrong.

And yet, somehow I’m the one meant to pay the price for it?” A ripple moved through the crowd, people shifting uncomfortably, glancing at each other.

Deep down, many of them knew Abuchi was right.

But no one dared speak up.

This was their neighborhood.

They lived under this leader’s shadow.

If they defended the outsider now, they might be the next ones targeted.

They had families, homes, reputations they couldn’t risk.

So they kept their mouths shut, heads low, pretending they did not hear the truth echoing in Abuchi’s voice.

The leader’s lips curled into a cold smile.

“So that’s your answer?

You’ve got strength in you… I’ll give you that,” he said, but there was no praise in his voice, only a creeping menace.

Then he snapped his fingers.

“Capture all of them,” he ordered icily, pointing at Abuchi and his group.

“I want them alive.” The tension exploded instantly.

His men sprang into action, their faces twisted with duty or hatred, it didn’t matter which.

Boots pounded the earth, and weapons were drawn.

The bystanders gasped and scattered like leaves in the wind, some ducking into nearby shops, others diving behind crates and stalls.

Karen clenched her fists, eyes darting toward Abuchi.

John’s back instantly pressed against Ekene’s as the two of them readied for the ambush.

“We’re surrounded!” John hissed, eyes scanning the movement around them.

Nnenna stepped forward slightly, looking at Abuchi.

“This… this is not going to end quietly,” she said, voice steady despite the storm around her.

“No,” Abuchi replied, already dropping into a stance, his heart pounding in his chest.

“But if they think we’ll go down without a fight… they’re dead wrong.” The crew of five stood still, their eyes locked on the approaching figures.

These weren’t ordinary street thugs.

The people behind the neighborhood leader moved with precision, control, and the kind of confidence that came from professional training.

They were fighters, real ones.

This wasn’t like earlier.

Abuchi, Karen, John, Ekene, and Nnenna exchanged brief glances.

Except Nnenna, they were already worn out from the first wave of ruffians, their limbs heavy, breath uneven.

But the fire in their eyes hadn’t gone out.

They refused to go down without a fight.

Just then, Abuchi reconsidered and stepped forward, his voice ringing loud and clear above the rising tension.

“Hold on,” he said, raising his hand.

The others blinked at him in surprise.

Abuchi turned to the leader.

“How about this?” he said.

“Let’s settle this with a proper challenge.” The leader raised a brow, mildly amused.

“Oh?” “You pick your best fighter,” Abuchi continued.

“And I’ll pick mine.

One on one.

If your fighter wins, we’ll surrender, take us, do what you will.

But if we win, we walk away.

No one touches us.

Ever again.” Gasps echoed through the crowd.

John frowned.

“Abuchi… what are you doing?” he whispered harshly.

Karen’s eyes narrowed, already guessing what was coming.

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