He was able to find a piece of clothing, it was a trouser, but Kevin hesitated on whether to take it or not.

The trousers lay half-buried beneath rotting refuse, the fabric stiff with grime and darkened by old stains. One leg was torn at the knee, threads fraying like exposed nerves, while the waistband sagged, its button long gone. They reeked of dampness and decay.

This was the first time in his life that he had to deal with such a situation. He was very much tempted on leaving, and completely ignoring this piece of clothing.

But with the current situation that he was in, he really had no other choice. In the end, he gritted his teeth, before he picked up the trouser.

He tried to wipe away the dirt on it, but in the end, he could not do it completely. Additionally, the stink on it was something that he could not eliminate at all.

Resisting the urge to puke, he put on the trouser, as he felt slightly relieved that he was no longer walking around in his underwear.

After that, he began moving around, trying to find what he could eat. With him not having even a single penny on him, he had no other choice but to dive into the garbage bins and pits to search for something to eat.

Lucky for him, he was able to find a few slices of expired bread. But since he had no other choice, and the hunger was suffocating, he decided to eat it anyway.

As for water, he was able to find a bottle that contained dirty water. And as he drank the water, for some reason, he felt that the water was kind of salty?

With all this out of the way, he decided to settle down. So, he found this alleyway, where people did not frequent, considering how dirty it was.

Since he was trying to avoid attention, he decided to stay here for the night. And throughout the night, he was forced to remain awake, as the consequences of eating the expired bread set in.

Kevin's stomach cramped relentlessly, waves of pain folding him in on himself as his body rejected what it had taken in. Nausea came in surges, followed by violent retching that left his throat raw and his chest aching.

His strength had drained quickly, limbs trembling as cold sweat soaked through his clothes, despite the lingering heat of the slum. A dull fever throbbed behind his eyes, and dehydration tightened his mouth and tongue, making each breath feel heavier than the last.

By then, hunger was no longer the problem, his body was locked in a losing struggle to purge the filth it had been forced to accept.

His face was pale and slick with cold sweat, cheeks slightly hollowed as his eyes dulled and sank into their sockets. His lips were dry and cracked, his posture slumped, and his hands trembled faintly, betraying the weakness pulling through his body.

Regret filled his heart, as he thought of what had happened. If he had known that this would have been the consequence of eating the bread, even though he could clearly see that it had expired, he would have just tried to endure the hunger.

At least, the feeling of being hungry was not as painful as being poisoned by the expired bread. Additionally, he was still feeling hungry at this moment, increasingly so.

Just as he was thinking that his life was coming to an end, and that he was going to die to the poison, he suddenly heard the sound footsteps approaching.

As he looked over, he realized that it was a group of three men. Each one of them looked incredibly muscular, and from the tattoos on the exposed arms, they looked much like gangsters.

Thinking about the experience that he had the previous day, where he was kidnapped, Kevin felt a shiver running down his spine.

He initially thought of running, but then he realized that he could not. Additionally, he felt, why not allow them to kidnap him? Even if they did kidnap him, they would at least provide him with food and water, right?

And as he thought about that, he waited for the group to come over and kidnap him. If not for the fact that he realized that his body lacked the strength, he would have rushed towards them so that they could kidnap him faster.

But just as he was anticipating the group to come and kidnap him, suddenly, behind the three people, another person appeared.

The moment that Kevin saw him, his eyes widened. He was not sure if he was to be happy or sad about the appearance of this person.

This was the same person who had helped him out the previous day when he was kidnapped. Now, was he supposed to ask if this person could help him out, or should he allow himself to get kidnapped again?

Just as he was thinking about this, the group of three suddenly noticed that there was someone behind them. It was clear that the person who was behind them was not trying to hide his presence at all.

"Hey, scram! We have a business here, and we don't have time to waste with you." One of the men, with a bald head and rough beard spoke in a deep and cold voice.

Unfortunately, his words were completely ignored, as the man continued approaching them.

This made the person who had just spoken to frown. Then in the next moment, he said, "Since that is the case, then don't blame me for being harsh on you."

Immediately after he said those words, he took action. He pushed his right foot against the ground, as he launched himself towards the newcomer.

His movements were fast, despite his muscular physique. And as he approached the man who was following behind them, he clenched his fist, before throwing a punch at his face.

From his movements, those that observed him could easily tell that he was a skilled person.

But as the punch approached the face of the newcomer, this man suddenly reacted. With incredible speed, his right arm moved, before the wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Before the attacker could express his shock, he suddenly began screaming, as he felt incredible pain coming from where his wrist was being held.

And in the next moment, and irresistible force suddenly pulled him towards the man, and as he approached, he was kicked in the stomach, before his wrist was released, allowing him to collapse onto the ground.

The man was in Incredible pain as he clutched his stomach, rolling on the ground. The force that was in that kick was not something that he could withstand.

The other two upon realizing that their partner had been taken out, and so fast, were quite shocked. Still, they were able to react as they charged at the man.

The moment that they closed in on him, they did not hesitate to attack. One of them launched a kick towards the man's face, while the other one launched a punch towards his left rib.

But this man was able to react quite quickly. He moved forward, easily lodging the punch, while approaching the person who had just thrown the kick.

Due to his movement, he was able to dodge the kick by tilting his head slightly, and he used his right hand to grab the leg.

The moment that he grabbed the leg, he suddenly raised his hand into the air, pulling the leg along. At the same time, he kicked at the other leg that was still on the ground, sweeping the man to the ground.

Immediately after that, he kicked towards the side, where the other man was approaching him with the intention of grabbing him.

Bam!

The kick landed squarely in the chest of the approaching man, and he was surprisingly launched flying backwards about 2 meters.

And as he collapsed onto the ground on his back, he began coughing, as though he wanted to cough his heart out.

The attacker did not bother with the guy that was continuously coughing. Instead, he looked at the person who had just been swept to the ground, who was kind of regaining his bearing after the back of his head slammed on the ground.

But just as this person was trying to get back to his feet upon realizing what was happening, the man suddenly kicked.

Crack!

The clear sound of bones breaking could be heard, making Kevin and the other two to flinch. At the same time, the one who had been kicked began screaming, only for his voice to suddenly fade away as he fainted from the pain.

The man then made some quick movements, as he quickly dealt with the other two, striking them in such a way that they fainted from the pain.

After he dealt with the three men, the man gazed at Kevin, who was looking at him with fear clear in his eyes. At the same time, there was a hint of hesitation in Kevin's eyes as he looked at the man who was gazing at him.

After gazing at Kevin, the man turned around and swiftly left, not giving Kevin a chance of saying anything to him.

"No! Please, come back! Please, ask them to kidnap me! I want to be kidnapped! Otherwise, I'm going to die!" Despite his voice being hoarse, Kevin tried as much as possible to shout, making his throat much painful.

Nevertheless, no matter how much he screamed, the person who had just appeared did not appear again.

Kevin was left feeling disheartened, as he thought, what was he supposed to do? Where would he get someone to kidnap him? As for working, he did not even consider that, especially in his current condition.

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