Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil-Chapter 290: I Am Coming!

The Duke was serious about feeding me the poisonous food.

I almost gave up living but I can’t die yet.

"Look man, I don’t want to die. And you all should not die as well. If you vomit now, you all will be safe."

"You have to die. You are the reason behind all this."

I just stripped your pants. That’s no reason to kill.

Actually it is. But we gotta forgive.

"Alright. Tell me what’s bothering you?" I have to know his main problem.

Duke stopped eating and a tear made its way on his cheek. He was crying.

"Everyone was walking down that road and in front of them, I was naked. They all saw me naked."

"Alright. I agree it’s bad but it’s not something to die for. People get naked all the time. They will forget it."

"They will not!" He shouted.

He threw a newspaper at me.

"Read the front page."

He was serious so I gave it a look.

I read the biggest headline and I even read the full article.

After I finished reading, I kinda understood why the Duke was taking such a drastic step.

"They are calling you a squirrel’s nail and as a proof they printed an uncensored photo of your, well, dick, along with the article."

"Yes! Before, only my wife knew it, now everyone knows. All because of you!"

It’s not my fault you have a small one, dude. I am also about the same length.

"But it’s not like you are the only one with a small gun. Not all of them just kill themselves. Just calm down."

"That’s not the only thing. Read the second page of the paper."

I did that and as I read the biggest headline of the second page, I was shocked.

I read the whole article then I kept the newspaper back on the dining table.

I then looked at the Duke and said :

"Please eat your fill."

"You finally get it, huh."

Yes. The article said this guy is unable to become a father.

When a female prostitute saw the picture of his dick on someone’s Receiver, she told the person that she had seen this dick and this guy wasn’t getting hard no matter how hard he tried.

The female had felt offended by him as she believed she wasn’t good enough.

Ever since then she had a grudge against the Duke and she still remembers his squirrel’s nail.

The person who showed the prostitute this photo contacted the newspaper company and in return for money, the female prostitute shared everything with them.

She told them that the Duke can’t get hard and the newspaper company came to a conclusion that the Duke can never become a father.

So, after reading such news, inside everyone’s minds a question arose.

If the Duke can never become a father then how does he have two sons?

"I understand all this but just because you weren’t getting hard at that time doesn’t mean you can never get hard, right? Even if you are small, you must be able to produce sperm. Your wife must excite you. These might just be rumors."

The Duke is a strong person. He wasn’t a Duke for nothing. The prostitute must be lying a little.

"It’s true."

The Duke accepted it. Now I don’t know what to say.

"I can’t get hard. The two sons I have aren’t mine. My wife slept with someone else to give them birth and I allowed it as the Duke needed a successor."

"Okay? But your wife should have stopped at one. Why did she have a second child?"

"Well…"

I shouldn’t have asked that.

"Because she was horny."

The Duke shared the reason.

Now I really don’t know what to say.

This family is nuts.

"Now everyone knows the dark secrets of our family. My wife slept with someone else to have children. I am useless. And my eldest son died in the military tests. Everything is over. I can’t get hard. The only thing left is to die."

"This must be hard for you. No pun intended." Actually, a little bit pun.

"And it’s all because of you!" The Duke yelled. "You made it so hard for me. So very hard."

I made you hard? Are you sure?

"Eat the food. Eat it! Eat it!"

The Duke lost all control and he forcefully began stuffing food inside my mouth.

My hands were free but my legs were tied. I can’t stop him with my hands alone. He was too strong for me.

If only he showed such vigor with his wife for fuck’s sake.

"Alright. I am sorry. Forgive me. Don’t kill me. I don’t want to die. Why are you so fixated on killing me if you are going to die anyway?"

"Because I saw it." The Duke said.

"Saw what?" I asked.

"I saw yours. When you were unconscious."

He is scaring me now.

"While I was unconscious, you stripped me too?"

"Yes. And that’s why I want to kill you."

"That’s no reason to kill!"

"It is! You are four inches bigger than me! I hate you!"

I can’t believe I am being threatened just for having a bigger cock.

He is very serious about killing me. He is jealous.

He won’t listen anymore. I have to do something.

"Have you guys eaten?" I asked.

"Yes."

"All of you?"

"Yes."

"Then fcuk off."

They already ate the poisonous food and before they could treat me to a meal as well…

I used all the strength of my legs and did the only thing I was good at.

I jumped.

I broke the roof of the house and who knows, how high I was.

I reached the clouds and I saw a flying courier man coming towards me.

"Carry me! Please!" I shouted.

The courier boy seemed a good man as he increased his speed upon seeing me.

He reached closer to me and as I was falling down, he held the chair I was tied to.

I was stopped in midair and the courier man had all sorts of expressions on his face.

"You are very heavy!" He shouted.

"I am sorry. Just take me somewhere safe."

"I don’t have that much time. I have to deliver newspapers!"

"I have big news as well! Save me! Believe me!"

"Angghh!"

The man held the chair with both his hands and descended down.

He found a secluded alley and I was finally on the ground again.

"Now tell me the news." He asked right away.

"Untie my legs first."

"No. You will run away."

"You can fly motherfucker. How will I outrun you? Just untie me."

"Oh. Yes."

The man untied my legs and now I was free.

"Listen, you know the Duke. Jack Kaiser?"

"Who that?"

"The squirrel’s nail?"

"Oh. Yes. Yes. What about him?"

The Duke has some reputation now.

"Well, he died today with his family. The Duke of Numb city is no more!"

"What?!"

"Yes. I saw it all. He ate poison with his whole family."

"How do you know?"

"I was the one who stripped him in the street. He tied me up and he wanted me to eat poison with him as well. But I escaped."

"This is big news!"

"Yes. The Duke and his family committed suicide inside their house. They are sitting around the dining table. He couldn’t face the shame he felt. He died! I saw it all!"

"What’s your name?" The courier man asked.

"Flashy Rail. I am a beggar. I was planning on looting the Duke for money." I shared too much information for a simple question.

The courier man shoved his hand inside his pocket and took out his Receiver.

Before I knew it, he clicked my picture.

"If the news turns out to be false I will find you for sure."

"Okay! Now go!"

I pushed the courier man and he went to check the Duke’s house.

After that, I spent my night near a dustbin since I couldn’t find any place to live and waited for the news to spread.

The next day, it was all over the news.

"The Duke committed suicide with his family.

A Courier man saw the dead bodies inside the house and it was a beggar called Flashy Rail who was the first one to witness the suicide. This beggar was also the one who stripped the Duke in the street the other day."

There was also my photo alongside the article. The one that the courier man took.

"I think this counts as an accident too, right? Everything worked out in the end."

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I patted my clothes and with the newspaper, I stood up.

I left the garbage area and walked towards the military camp.

After one month of planning and plotting, I completed the assignment and now I can finally rest a little on a bed instead of the cats’ litters.

Boss… get ready.

I am coming. Unlike the Duke. Hehe.