Devil Slave (Satan system)



As Washboard did, his eyes brightened up, and he pushed away the girls around him as he suddenly fell to the ground.

This action of his saw the men once again raise their weapons at him.

However, Washboard immediately raised a hand to stop them. He chewed for a while more, ensuring that he extracted every juicy flavor from the meat. After all, he had not tasted something so good in a very long time.

Washboard raised his head, his expression fierce. "Where did you get this?"

Lenny chuckled. What he had given was Demon meat that had been roasted over fire. He had shared some with Scarface at the cave, and the man's response was like the gratefulness of a homeless person finding shelter away from the rain.

Given the condition given to him by the system to solve the problem without violence, this was the only method he could instantly think of. After all, he had something of value to these men.

"The question is not where I got it from that matters, but if you want more."

"There is more?"

"Of course, there is more!" Lenny reached into his jacket again. This time around, he brought out bigger meat, the size of which instantly stole the attention of the crowd.

Aside from the sight of the juicy meat, there was also the fragrance that saturated the air. Surprisingly, it enveloped the air with such a wonderful aroma that even the obvious smell of rotten flesh was chased away.

However, just as eyes were on it, Lenny Suddenly inserted it back into the back of his shirt and back into his storage unit.

This sudden disappointment took everyone by surprise, and the look on their faces suddenly changed.

This was especially true for Washboard. After all, he had already tasted the juicy meat.

Lenny understood how trade worked, and he was most willing to do things from a point of advantage.

"Why don't we do it this way? I'll take Nicky there with me, and I heard that you have a really nice set of wheels I just so happen to be interested in." Lenny directed his gaze to a particular corner of the Warehouse.

There, a big Vehicle covered by a Big black cloth was neatly parked. From the angle at which Lenny stood, he could see that even though it had obviously not been used in a long time, it had been maintained dutifully.

A habit men who were proud of their engine muscle had.

Washboard had traced Lenny's line of sight.

He could instantly tell that Lenny was talking about his ride.

He frowned hard. "My Dolly? Hell No!" Washboard shook his head vigorously.

This was the response Lenny expected.

Even though it had no obvious use, people had a habit of keeping items and giving them sentimental value.

Washboard's frown suddenly became a smile.

Obviously, an idea had ripened in his head. He stood to his feet as he walked forward. Behind him, the two big, buff men followed along.I think you should take a look at

"Now that I think about it, that meat couldn't have been the only part. I bet you still got some more at home." Washboard's smile slowly became menacing as he advanced. The men around him made a path for him to follow.

"You know, you could have just dropped the meat, taken the sweetcheeks, and been on your merry way. But you had to have your eyes on My Dolly. Now, tell me! What is stopping me from beating you up, taking that meat, and still harvesting your liver?"

Suddenly, tensions went up as Washboard's intent became obvious.

After all, he was a man in a position of power. In truth, he did not need to make a deal. He could just take it.

This was something that Lenny knew. However, he too had a bargaining chip he had not used. In fact, it was the real one.

"Honestly, Nothing!" Lenny suddenly threw the meat his way. An action that made Scarface look at him with wide eyes. Lenny had just given away their only bargaining chip like it was nothing.

Instinctively, Washboard caught it.

"Nothing is stopping you." Lenny walked towards him, his eyes maintaining eye contact with Washboard and intentionally ignoring the threatening stares that the two big guards gave him. But May I remind you that I am not from this town? I don't know whether You are aware of what is happening at the gates, but Father Black is not letting anyone who is not from here into town. You know, his dogs, ripping people to bits all over the place even before they reach the gates.

"And yet, he managed to let me into this place. Besides, aren't you curious as to the kind of meat you just ate? What do you think that tells you about me, huh!? I doubt Father Black wants to hear that you hurt such a valuable person, CAPABLE of paying such a pricey gate fee for, what did you call her? ...SWEETCHEEKS."

Lenny's eyes and tone announced his threat as clear as day.

Once more, tensions seemed to be rising, and Washboard's frown became deeper, an obvious indication that his anger was on a steady rise.

Lenny suddenly smiled, "Or you could take some more meat and accept the deal!"

He suddenly removed his hand from his jacket, bringing out an even bigger piece of meat. This instantly caught Washboard's attention; however, he still paused for a while longer.

The seconds seemed to last for hours as both men maintained eye contact, neither willing to back off.

After a bit of eye contact with Lenny, Washboard suddenly burst into loud laughter, "Come on now, brother, you could have started with that!"

As he laughed loudly, so did Lenny.

Washboard placed a hand over Lenny's shoulder, "Come, come! Come and sit with me."

Lenny joined him, and both men laughed loudly.

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