A Superpowered Warrior in a Fake Heiress’s Body novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135 The Westside Loop

Legions of tags followed their every move, naturally drawing clear boundaries between competing

And for clicks operating at this frequency, public pride was the ultimate asset,

Zachary had taken an absolute loss to Isaac during that lounge clash, logging the humiliation deep w his memory.

The two factions had locked horns across multiple subsequent drops, and Zachary’s team had taken fallback every single time.

Catching Isaac isolated out in the open and completely stripped of his family umbrella was the absol golden opportunity Zachary needed to execute a counter-hit.

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As Zachary delivered his pitch, Isaac’s face filled with deep revulsion.

He understood the exact parameters of the target location.

The specific sector out on the Westside Loop served as the ultimate staging ground for lawless underground racing syndicates.

The area was an absolute sewer of high-risk elements and volatile metrics.

Isaac had never allowed his trajectory to veer into that grid.

Even though he operated as a slacker, his daily routine was strictly limited to premium clubs and stand nightlife, keeping his ledger clean of degenerate gambling.

But Zachary’s crew operated with zero boundaries, dipping their toes into every dark sector available; rumor confirmed their wagers were exceptionally massive and lethal.

In point of fact, the initial friction between Isaac and Zachary hadn’t originated from a lounge booking all.

Zachary had been aggressively harassing a female employee inside a club, and seeing the target’s distres Isaac dropped a quick defensive word to call him off, instantly painting a massive target on his own back

Zachary retaliated by systematically targeting their VIP table allocations, locking the two clicks into a continuous feud.

Isaac’s features remained cold as ice; his baseline strategy was bypassing Zachary’s crew entirely.

But the exact microsecond the phrase private wager cleared the air, his cognitive process stalled out

Because the primary metric in his current operational phase was generating immediate cash flow

He was officially a provider responsible for shielding his little sister.

Since his private network had flaked on his liquidation requests, Zachary’s sudden insertion-regardless of the underlying trap-was completely secondary.

Chapter 13the Westside Loop

The solitary data point that mattered was that Isaac had just located a high-yield capital pipeline

“Deal”

Isaac completely discarded any analysis of Zachary’s hidden agenda.

His mind was locked onto a single operational loop-running a race out in the Westside District m Adrian’s high-society blockade wouldn’t affect the payout, right?

Furthermore, he could run continuous circuits against other marks, harvesting raw capital to spoil

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The calculation sent an explosive wave of energy straight through his veins.

Swatting Zachary’s invading hand out of his personal space, he hooked an arm violently around the neck, dragging him into a tight headlock as he barked, “What are the parameters? Hard cash or direc transfer?

“Let me make one thing clear-I’m not accepting credit cards; an instant mobile transfer is my mand requirement.”

Isaac’s eyes flashed with absolute fire.

He had finally secured an operational vector to fund his new role.

Zachary gasped, “What the hell?

“Whoa, hands off! Son of a b*tch, get your arm off my throat.”

Before his brain could process the physical shift, Isaac was already dragging him down the pavement b his collar.

“Move, let’s keep the timeline tight.

“I need to clear the grid and head back home by 9:30 PM at the absolute latest.”

He had a little sister waiting for him back at the duplex.

He was officially a family provider now.

Zachary sputtered, “Are you out of your godd mn mind? The underground track doesn’t even open unti 9:00 PM, and you want to clear out by 9:30? What, are you planning to fly down the mountain? Get the hell off me!”

“No plastic, hard currency only.”

Deep within the concrete staging grounds of the underground racing circuit.

Right at the terminal markers of the starting line.

A massive, savage racer boss locked his eyes onto Isaac, a look of pure disdain cutting through his Excer đỡ.

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