Women Are My Source of Money

Ch 45: Fill Mystery Box

Yayan calmly poked a speck of blood flowing down his cheek. He looked at her for a while then glanced back, looking at the thing that had just shot up.

'A nail? Thrown at high speed?' yayan murmured in his heart.

“Woah ... why are there any fuss, anyway? Disturbing people's peace only.“

Someone was approaching, his random silver hair was extremely eccentric, so striking. All the thugs opened a path to let the person through.

'Hmm? Still a dozen years old?' thought Yayan when he first saw her.

The person was not very tall, his height only reached Yayan's ears. His face looked lazy, there were slightly blackened eye bags. It is as if it is always sleepy or lack of sleep.

“Hmm ... rats? No, why is there Om-Om here?“ he said while yawning wide.

“Om? Well, it doesn't seem appropriate. I am still young!“ reply Yayan with a smile.

The silver-haired man is really a teenage boy who just entered puberty, his age may be only 15 years old. However, his existence here clearly implied one thing. He is not an ordinary person, may have a privilege.

Yayan was always on standby, he was wary of her. He did not underestimate ABG in front of him, adrift 12 meters.

“Hey, Om-Om all of you. Finish that Om! He's been interrupting my break!“ The silver hair suddenly shouted while pointing at Yayan.

The thugs without a second thought directly stormed Yayan.

“Huh.“ Yayan took a deep breath, putting up the fighting horses.

When the thugs were about to thump each weapon in their hands, Yayan jumped high and away from the crowd of thugs. He landed behind the silver hair.

'Hmm ... Pretty cool action!?' inward Yayan praised himself. He smiled to himself.

This is an unexpected increase. Usually Yayan will sweat cold and panic when having to fight dozens of people. But now everything has changed. He is relaxed even if surrounded or enemies carry weapons.

Yayan enjoys playing with the thugs. He was always being played.

The thugs are upset. Yayan was clearly not interested in them. He's only interested in the silver hair.

“Hey, how about we make a deal?“ tawar Yayan's.

Silver hair turned around, “I don't want to. That must be troublesome! I don't want to be hard.“

'Hahaha .. this type of person who is difficult to work with, ' Yayan's mind still keeps his smile.

“Hey, fight us!“ shouted one of the thugs, he and his friends grumbled towards Yayan.

However, they stopped when the silver-haired man raised his hand.

“Woah ... already! I'm not interested in your offer. Please go, you're a nuisance!“

“What do you want? I might be able to grant it?“ yayan said with a thin grin.

The silver hair raised next to his eyebrows. “Accruing my wish? You're who? The god? Don't be funny, Om!“ the silver-haired sneer that smiled cynically.

'Damn it! This brat! He can't be negotiated!'

Yayan sighed, he turned around. “Then, see you, Silver!“

However, just a few steps Yayan walked. He had already turned around again, throwing a nail, it shot out at high speed.

The silver only tilted its head, and the nail darted past under the ear, slashing a few strands of silver-white hair.

“What's your name?“ ask Yayan.

“Very rude!“ his gerrick. But he kept giving his name. Either genuine or fake.

“Nesa, woah!“ The silver hair that was named Nesa was vaporized wide.

At the same time, Yayan darted and was ready to launch his fist.

Nesa did not budge, she caught Yayan's fist which almost broke her nose when hit.

Yayan smiled as he widened his eyes.

“Whatever Om does ... You won't be able to beat me!“ said Nesa lazily, continuing to yawn, opening her eyes wide. While on the other side, he clasped Yayan's hand firmly. Yayan had difficulty pulling his hand.

“You're too tall, young man?“

Yayan launched a kick that targeted his head with his right foot. Nesa could catch him again.

Yayan did not spare, he raised his left leg after the first kick failed. Yayan's body was completely floated because it was held by Nesa.

The silver hair ran out of hands. Responding to Yayan's attack. He freed one of his hands, that was what held Yayan's fist.

Yayan took advantage of the opportunity by launching his fists. Nesa, of course, was hit and knocked down by several meters.

Some thugs swiftly act as a shock absorber so that Nesa is not injured.

“My experience is less, boy! Your battle is like that too. Hmm ... chances are you don't like using feet!“ yayan Ledek.

“Om, ban9sat!“ Nesa spat, the corner of her lips slightly bleeding from Yayan's punch earlier.

Yayan picked up his dropped suitcase from earlier, clearing it from a bit of dust.

“Be my glasses! I'll pay you, the nominal is more than this!“ Yayan opened his suitcase, looking pink sheets of paper with a large amount.

Nesa widened her eyes in surprise.

“Money? Why didn't you say that from earlier? I'm in need of money, Om ban9sat!“ Nesa suddenly raised her voice, she was furious.

“Hah? I offered you something. You're the one who's stubborn!“ reply Yayan with a voice that is no less high. They then scream at each other.

“Who knows! Your appearance does not reflect that of a rich man! Looks like a poor man!“ exclaiming Nesa.

“From the beginning I showed off this money! Where have you been? Those babumu ganged me to snatch this suitcase!“ Yayan still wanted to clash, shouting at each other.

“Who is good? I was just composed and woke up when I saw you guys fussing.“ Nesa let down her voice and intonation, her voice was running out.

Yayan sighed lazily, “Huh, so you accepted my offer?“

“Of course. And I charge 10 billion per month.“

'He's gawking! I must be a little overwhelmed to pay for it. My only income is from dating a woman. Yeah, but I can work it out. Besides, I've offered you more money than this suitcase!' inner Yayan.

“Alright, I agree. But, you and your men must do every task I give you!“

“Agree.“

'He agreed immediately! Hmm.... I have to think about the possibility that he could also betray! System, open the Mystery Box! No, it's definitely a Pray Box or a Wish Box. It's something I need now.'

[Opens Mystery Box]

[Getting the Cursed Seal skill]

[Skill System: Cursed Seal]

[Level: 1(0/3]

[Cooldown: 1 Week]

[Forbidden:0/10]

[Cursed Seal allows the Host to limit the actions taken by the target by 10. You can set a penalty if the target violates one of them]

'For the first offense, make him feel the overwhelming heat all over his body!'

[Punishment set]

[Forbidden: 1/10]

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Sorry, I haven't been able to get up more than one. I am busy working again.