The game of wits episode 11

GAME OF WITS
(ROLLED OUT DICE) BY AUTHOR SMART
(EPISODE 11
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“I want you for a one night stand, I’m purely a homos€×ual, and I deal with guys, I will pay you fifty thousand for the night.”
Stiles smiled gently but under the smile lay a dangerous glare.
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Richærd and Flora walked over to the part where they were playing pool, it was more of a bet, and the winner goes home with the prize after winning.
Richærd ordered for another round of drink, before he went to sign in that he was interested in joining the game.
Richærd who really was a legendary player when it comes to pool, really trashed their ass, so well, as he really was winning back to back, while Flora on her own cheered him up. scre-ming so loud to the annoyance of those who had been won.
And for every of Richærds win, he made sure he gulped down a full bottle of alcoholics.
The crowd were now getting agitated, those who had been won were now seriously annoyed, making grumbling noises, that someone who just appeared from no where was just Winning over them who were regular customer there.
Richærd was already playing with a new guy, then made a new score, which Flora scre-med in happiness.
A guy who was beside her eyed her dangerously.
“Young lady would you shut the f-ck up and allow me concentrate?”
The guy said obviously annoyed.
Flora turned to him and said.
And why would I do that? I’m I scre-ming with your voice?”
“What insolence!! The guy growled in annoyance and grabbed her arm making a gentle twist to it.
Flora’s face turned red from the pain and embarrassment.
“You motherf-cker, let go off me or you would have yourself to blame if my boyfriend gets to you.”
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“Haha! I know how to break pretty and stubborn girls like you, so he is your boyfriend? No wonder.”
He said and I applied a little more pressure on his arm making her scre-m out in pain.
Richærd who was drunk, but still had a lot of his awareness around, which aided him in the game he was playing, was smiling at his victory, turned around when he heard someone scre-m, and lo and behold, the scre-m was coming from Flora.
Without even thinking out any consequence of his action, he picked up a bottle from one of the littered drinks he had consumed that night.
The guy was still laughing in pleasure, while those around him watched without interfering, he twisted her hand a little bit more, while Flora who was already near tears, scre-med out.
“Richærd!!!!”
“Haha! You are too noisy sweetie, and I bet you are gonna be so good in bed, how about a night with you? Haha!!”
He was still laughing when a hærd object crashed squarely on his head, making him to forcefully let Flora go, while he staggered back from the force of impact.
Blood oozed out from his cleanly shaved hair, while he touched it.
Richærd rushed towards him, and grabbed his jacket, drawing him nearer he gave him a mind tumbling headbutt, slamming his head into the guys l-ips and the scene was bloody, still holding onto his jacket, He formed his knee into a ball and slammed it into the guys belly.
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The guy was left all bloodied and soiled up, just a perfect definition of a mess.
Richærd pushed him to the ground roughly, and spit on him.
“This is just a tip of the ice berg, another time try such with my woman again and see if you don’t find yourself in hell the next moment.
Richærd fumed in anger, he walked over to Flora and hugged her from behind.
“Baby I’m sorry! Hope it doesn’t hurt too much!”
“I’m in pains.”
she said sobbing.
“Ahhhh!!
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Richærd growled in anger and rushed towards the guy on the ground and kicked him squarely on the chest, the guy coiled up in pains .
“Hey that’s enough!!! You have hit him enough.”
One of the men there, roughly pulled at Richærd, he made a violent push at him, but with the same reflex move, Richærd grabbed his arm and twisted it so badly that the man made an ear piercing scre-m, from the pain, and Richærd rammed an uppercut at the defenceless guy, sending him straight to the ground.
“How dare you!!”
A group of guys said and bounced out, Richærd smiled and it was the guys he had won against at the pool game.
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“How dare you come from nowhere, and start lording over here and hitting everyone as you?”
“I can’t even remember referring to you losers here.
So please stay clear off now.”
He said and ignored them and that really annoyed them, who were already looking for a way to teach him a lesson.
And they all angrily made for him, with different weapons ranging from Jack knives, and different clubs.
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And it became a Bloody fight, with bottles flying around and blood spraying in all directions from the fight while the crowd cheered on the fight, from a far distance.
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The bouncers tried interfering but it was impossible, as some of them were seriously wounded in the process. Even a gunshot fired up couldn’t stop how rowdy the party place became and before you know it some people just joined the fight, without even knowing cause, and faced any partner that they saw in sight.
Almost everyone was drunk and in need of violence and Richærd and his assailant, gave everyone a channeling point, it was already a free for all fight.
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Stiles, smiles and said.
“I would only agree if you top up the price.”
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That’s a small care, I will make it a hundred thousand. So can we?”
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“yeah sure.”
Stiles said and the man got up and ordered a waiter to supply drinks to his room. That he would be retiring for the night.
tbc