From Bullets To Billions novel Chapter 666

Chapter 666: The Gift

Eric had been careful to pull his punches when dealing with Charlie. He understood that the senior’s sudden flare of aggression was largely fueled by alcohol, which made his movements sloppy and his balance precarious. Eric’s own strikes had been a display of speed and precision rather than raw, bone-breaking weight; it was a flashy performance designed to end the confrontation quickly without causing permanent damage. To a sober observer, it was a masterclass in restraint, though Charlie’s dramatic collapse was more due to his intoxicated state than the actual power behind the hits.

’That should be enough to settle things, right?’ Eric thought as he lowered his guard and began to walk back toward the freshmen.

The surrounding students, most of whom were already feeling the festive atmosphere, erupted into cheers. For many of them, the fight was just another highlight of the night, a bit of live entertainment that some even suspected had been staged by the organizers to get the crowd going.

"Wow, you are incredibly skilled!" Steve exclaimed, his voice brimming with newfound respect. "Seeing that... man, maybe I really should join the Wushu club. I didn’t know you could move like that."

"While I would always welcome new members who want to appreciate the art of Wushu, I don’t want people using their fists like this too often," Eric replied, his expression somber. "The last thing I want is for students to get overconfident and start seeking out trouble just because they know a few forms."

As Eric spoke, Yovan’s gaze drifted past him, and her stomach did a nervous flip. She could see Donto and his entire inner circle of athletes beginning to move. They weren’t just watching anymore; they were descending on the crowd. Sono stepped forward first, reaching down to hoist the groggy Charlie off the floor. He deposited him unceremoniously into a nearby chair.

"A bit of an embarrassment, Charlie, but don’t worry about it," Sono said, his voice carrying a jagged edge. "We will make sure your honor is repaid."

With those words, Sono clapped his hands together with a deafening crack. He let out a shout from deep in his lungs that cut through the music and the chatter, demanding the attention of every soul in the building. A few students in the back continued to talk, and a senior nearby immediately stepped hard on one of their feet to silence them.

"What the heck, " the student started to yelp, but a hand instantly clamped over his mouth.

"The senior is speaking," a rugby player hissed into the freshman’s ear. "That means it’s time for you new guys to shut up and listen, or you’re going to learn how we do things the hard way."

Sono leaped onto one of the bowling alley’s tables so that he was visible to the entire room. He held up the small, black velvet pouch that every student had been handed at the door.

"Alright, everyone, listen up! It’s time for the real surprise of the night!" Sono shouted, a manic grin spreading across his face. "It’s time for all of you to have the time of your lives. Tonight, we’re going to be connected in a way you’ve never experienced before!"

Sono pulled the drawstring on his pouch, signaling the other seniors to do the same. As the freshmen followed suit, they reached inside to find three small, vibrant blue pills. The color was almost hypnotic under the neon lights of the bowling alley.

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