You're Out, Daddy novel (Natasha and Kenneth) novel Chapter 409

After Miguel watched Kenneth turn and leave, he returned his gaze to his computer and continued chatting.

Miguel: I can stop tracking you down, but can you compete with me again?

Anonymous: You make it sound as if you'll be able to find out where we are if you want to.

Miguel: At the very least, I can ally with the other hackers against you. I refuse to believe a few of us won't be a match for you.

Anonymous: I'm not being full of myself, but doing this still won't change anything.

Miguel: I admit you're impressive, but aren't you too arrogant to say that?

Anonymous: Am I?

Miguel: You are!

Anonymous: I'm only giving you a warning out of the kindness of my heart.

Miguel: Just once. Just one time! I just want to know how wide the gap is between our capabilities!

Anonymous: What if I say no?

Miguel: If you refuse, then I'll... I'll get into an alliance with the other hackers to harass you. I'll make your life a hard one!

Anonymous: Aren't you horrible?

Miguel: So, just once will be fine! Just one!

Anthony mulled over Miguel's pleads before he continued typing on the keyboard.

Anonymous: What if you still lose?

Miguel: What do you want?

Anonymous: If you lose, you'll be my apprentice, and you'll have to address me as your master.

Miguel reluctantly answered: Fine.

Anonymous: You're actually saying yes to that?

Miguel: Yes, so let's start.

There was nothing Anthony could say after that; he could only go along with Miguel.

Otherwise, he would not be able to do anything if Miguel were to continue harassing him.

With that thought in mind, the two of them turned on an application. Their screens soon turned black.

In the next second, Miguel's expression turned solemn. As various menus popped and disappeared on the screen, he typed faster and faster. As though the people around him sensed something, they crowded over to watch him.

Meanwhile, Anthony only lazily stretched his arms and began counterattacking a few seconds after Miguel started.

Miguel frowned at the start, but soon, his face paled.

“What the heck?”

“Hurry up, Miguel!”

“Be quicker!”

“Be careful! What if it's a trap?”

The people around him blurted out continuous reminders.

“Sh*t!”

With that curse, the match ended.

“The battle ended in thirty-seven seconds...” the person beside Miguel mumbled before turning to him. “Who is this? They're unbelievable!”

“And they didn't even do anything for the first few seconds!” another cried out.

Miguel's expression was dark as he typed: Another round. Someone interrupted me in the previous round.

Anthony took a while before responding: Okay.

Hence, another round of the match started. Miguel turned to the other people around him and stage-whispered, “Be quieter!”

The crowd immediately made a mouth-zipping gesture.

Miguel then put on his earphones and returned his focus to the screen.

He soon entered the page again.

Miguel was already swift, for he attacked before the other person could make a move. At the start, it seemed as though he had control of the situation. However, the moment Anonymous began counterattacking, Miguel began faltering until he was completely defeated.

Staring at his computer screen, Miguel froze.

The others around him had no idea what to say to console him.

After all, Miguel was the highest-ranking and most capable person around. Even he could not hold up against the other party, let alone the others.