I Am A Notorious Hidden Boss In The Alternate World

Noooo~!

Sometime later, Albion changed into the old man's black suit while the person was stripped down to nothing apart from his Pecker Packer.

Ligma Bawles laid on the ground and twitched occasionally after getting beaten black and blue for resisting to hand over his clothes.

Shortly after, Albion's half-burnt remains were tossed on top of the person.

"Oh, right!"

Albion suddenly remembered before grabbing his wallet and phone from the front pockets of his half-pants.

"Fortunately, I don't have the habit of putting the wallet in my back pockets…" Albion muttered while dusting the wallet and phone.

He remembered when he used to use the back pockets in the past; he would end up sitting on his fat wallet all the time—so much so that his patootie was hurt, and most likely, deformed with one side bigger than the other.

"Young man, how about it? Would you like to join the Hunter Association and become a Hunter? Our Silvercove Branch has a weekly quota of ten slots for rookies. With your capability, you will easily win top place and join the hunting expeditions," Branch Leader Johnson said with bright eyes.

The person's feverish gaze made Albion uncomfortable as he frowned, "I'll think about it. Now back off a little. You make me feel uncomfortable."

"Ah… my apologies, little brother," Branch Leader Johnson retreated a few steps with a wry smile, "There's no rush… no rush… How about I send you our contact details? Do you have a Hunter World ID?"

"I do, actually. Just registered this morning, in fact," Albion nodded with creased brows as he recalled the hassle involved.

"That's great!"

Branch Leader Johnson gave Secretary Jane a look before she stepped forward with a smart tablet and instructed politely, "Please input your username here."

"Alright." Albion nodded.

After he was done, Secretary Jane took back the smart tablet before Branch Leader Johnson glanced over at the screen.

The two of them paused shortly after.

"Little brother, your Hunter World ID is TheStrongestWizard?" Branch Leader Johnson asked doubtfully for confirmation.

"Un," Albion nodded before casually asking, "Is that a problem?"

"No problem… no problem… I'm just wondering if perhaps, you are already awakened… or you mean... you know…?"

"Just what do you want to say exactly?" Albion spoke impatiently with a raised brow.

"Ahem," Branch Leader Johnson coughed, "How old are you, little brother?"

"Physically? Over 10-thousand years old. Mentally? 28, maybe. Maturity? Depends on my mood, I suppose," Albion frowned slightly with doubt but answered nonetheless.

Shortly after, he added, "If we are done here, then shoo. I'm busy."

Ligma Bawles had been trying to crawl away subtly when his back was stepped on after Albion finished speaking.

'Ughk… just let this Old Man go…"

"No way. You still owe me 5-million dollars for the damages."

Ligma Bawles wanted to cry.

"Do you know who you are stepping on, Little Brother Albion? It would not be wise to let him go after offending him like this…" Branch Leader Johnson spoke after finding out Albion's name on Secretary Jane's tablet.

"No," Albion shook his head before casually asking, "Who is he?

"He is the Bloodmoon Gang's Wolf King from Stillwater City, the father of the Tiger-Dragon Brothers," Branch Leader Johnson answered.

"This old man is a big shot from the Bloodmoon Gang?" Albion was surprised before he said, "He must be loaded then."

Branch Leader Johnson and Secretary Jane almost keeled over from his casual response.

'Isn't there something more important to worry about?!' They screamed in their heads.

Albion quickly fumbled through his other pocket before he found Ligma Bawles's phone and wallet.

"Who carries this much cash these days…?" Albion muttered but emptied out the 2000 dollars worth of cash into his own wallet, nonetheless, before tossing the wallet aside.

Shortly after, Albion tossed the phone back to Ligma Bawles, "Transfer me 5-million dollars, and I'll let you go."

"I don't have 5 million dollars!" Ligma Bawles roared. This person was almost driving him insane!

"How much do you have in your bank account then?"

"2.5 million dollars!" Ligma Bawles answered angrily with red eyes.

"So little? Aren't you supposed to be some bigshot?" Albion frowned before shaking his head shortly after, "Never mind. Transfer me 2.5 million dollars then."

"2.5 million dollars is too little?!" Ligma Bawles almost coughed blood from anger.

Nevertheless, after Albion passed Ligma Bawles his bank details, the old man transferred the money.

Ding!

The money went through.

"Where do you think you're going?" Albion stopped the old man from leaving.

The person trembled before turning back in shock, "Didn't I already pay you?!"

"That was only 2.5 million dollars. You still owe 2.5 million dollars, mate."

"You took all my money… my cash… my clothes… what else do you want from me?! I have nothing left! I will pay the rest back when I have the money!" Ligma Bawles growled with red eyes.

"I don't like dragging things out when it comes to money. I like to settle them immediately. The cash and clothes are only interest for wasting my time."

Albion furrowed slightly before he smiled, "But I'll tell you what. Since you are the father of the Bawless Brothers, I'll make a special offer—just for you. I'll take one nut and write off the rest of the debt. So… Do you want to keep the left nut or right nut?"

"Excuse me?" Ligma Bawles paled for a moment before he roared, "What the f*ck is the difference between only keeping the left or the right?! You might as well take both nuts!"

"Are you sure you want that? You need at least one nut to continue the family line since, you know… Your sons have both been castrated by me."

"What did you start, you say?! You're the one that done my sons in?!" Ligma Bawles glare at Albion as his body trembled furiously.

He never met a more infuriating and hateful character. However, he also knew he was in no position to take revenge in his present condition.

"Haiz… just take my left nut and be done with it…" Ligma Bawles felt all his remaining energy leave his body as he said this.

"Sure."

Albion nodded with a solemn look before… Monkey Steal Peaches!

Ka-cha!

"Uarghh!" Ligma Bawles cried painfully.

Shortly after, his eyes rolled back before passing out.

At the same time, Secretary Jane whispered with a deep flush, "Branch Leader, are you sure you still want this person? He's a complete hooligan with questionable character."

"Shh..." Branch Leader Johnson hushed.

"You should call him an ambulance soon, or this old man might really kick the bucket," Albion casually suggested.

"You're really going to let him go, Little Brother Albion?" Branch Leader Johnson asked with surprise before adding, "You know it will not end like this. Once the Wolf King recovers, he will definitely mobilize Bloodmoon Gang's forces to take revenge."

"Haiz, you don't understand. That is precisely why I am letting the old mango," Albion shook his head with a sigh, "If I don't send at least one person back, how will they be able to send people after me? Wouldn't I have to go to them? Why can't they come to me?"

Branch Leader Johnson and Secretary Jane's lips immediately twitched, 'How arrogant and lazy do you have to be to say something like this?'