Capítulo 77: Chapter 77 Slap
There was no rule saying, 'pick one only' so Naruto took 'em all.
The huge ass Headphone resting on Naruto's neck jiggled with every step he took with the music still playing just loud enough for him to hear, he was clad in a burnt orange armless jacket and blue shorts. Gaia was too busy coming up with a new recipe to go shopping and the task fell to Naruto so here he was, doing a mundane task with his signature bored face on. That was before he saw the rows of instant noodles on the shelf.
"This is a woman's job, dattebayo!" The sudden resurface of his old verbal tic annoyed him greatly.
Speaking of annoyance, the ladies in the store just can't keep their eyes to themselves. Naruto could practically feel their eyes burn holes through his body. Looking at a list of food items and other appliances they needed, He took a sideways glance at the grocery cart which was half full. He moved to a secluded part of the store away from human eyes, put the headphones on and continued his shopping in peace away from prying eyes.
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"Get down! Put your face on the floor!" A short fat man screamed as he drilled holes through the ceiling with an Uzi letting loose a few rounds after his declaration.
"This is a heist, not a drill!" Another green haired man yelled with a mean look on his face.
Two accomplices were stationed at the stores exit which was also its entry point while four others patrolled the store trampling on some hostage who dared raise their head.
Their leader, Quavo, sauntered over to the register where the cashier was.
"Hey gorgeous, nice morning isn't it. Now, mind telling me your name?" He reached for her face and traced a long finger down her cheek.
"M-martha" She replied, filled with trepidation.
"Martha? That's a fine name. I'm Quavo In case you were wondering."
Quavo had a brown hat covering his slicked back jet black hair with a brown vest over a white shirt tucked into blue jeans and a light brown boot. He possessed sharp facial features, pale skin, thin lips and deep blue eyes with a stubble on his face.
"Now, I know you've seen this happen countless times in them movies and we all know there's always one person dumb enough to hit the silent panic button but this isn't fiction my dear. This is real life. If you press that button indeed, them pigs will arrive in them white 'n blue tin cans with sirens wailing but before then, think about all the sick things I could do to you."
Martha, a 16 year old girl who looked way too mature for her age with shoulder-length platinum blonde hair with curly bangs casting a curtain over her forehead all the way to her eyelashes. Her pink lips added to her appeal, big purple orbs which radiated happiness all the time had been wiped off to be replaced with utter fear.
"Now, you wouldn't want that, would you?" Quavo asked.
Martha couldn't speak, all she could do was nod. All her life, she's always been a wuss incapable of fighting for herself and subsequently, she relied heavily on her older brother who was a detective but right now, her older brother wasn't here to protect her.
"As I said before you've seen this in movies and you know how this entire thing is going to proceed, Hm." He finished with a smile.
Martha quaked in her shoes but she steeled her nerves for what she was about to do. Her onii-chan would be proud of her.
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Naruto pushed his cart at a leisure pace looking at the assortment of instant noodles lying inside the cart daydreaming about a girl dressed in a stupid ramen costume serving him as he soaked in a pool of broth. An eccentric dream for most but a heaven for Naruto.
"Hey you, get your fucking face on the floor!" The man who drilled a hole through the ceiling yelled.
Naruto tore his gaze from the cart and leveled a glare at the man. He pulled the headphones off and tightened his grip on the cart. No matter where he was, trouble always seemed to find him.
"And you are?" He asked.
Naruto heard the sound of guns going off earlier and didn't give a shit about it cause it wasn't his problem - he thought the sound was coming from out of the store or from a busted tyre - but if the current situation turns out to be what he thought it was, which was highly possible cause of the huge man pointing a gun at him, it would annoy him greatly. He wasn't in the mood to play with thieves.
"Looks like I wasn't clear enough." The man punctuated his words with intimidating steps towards Naruto.
He was pretty huge as his form cast a shadow over Naruto who had to crane his neck up to look at his face.
"Do you wanna die, pretty boy?" He grabbed Naruto's face.
"Let go." Naruto's voice became eerily calm but it carried a faint trace of irritation.
"Or what? You're gonna tell your mom on me?" He sneered.
Naruto grabbed the older man's wrist and with little effort pushed it away easily. For Naruto, it was easy but for the older man, it was like trying to push a loaded truck. He purposely held back so he could pry the man's hand off his face slowly, enjoying the grimace on the older man's face as he struggled.
"Fuck, I'm gonna-"
Naruto threw the criminal's hand aside and slapped him in the face… Hard. Naruto watched as the man's neck snapped sideways and went stiff from the sheer force alone and fell with a dull thud. He was sure he heard a cracking sound which means the man was probably having a serious case of whiplash or he was KOed instantly or maybe dead. Anyways Naruto pushed the cart over the downed body and stepped over all the while whistling a tune.
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Quavo sat on a table opposite Martha caressing his twin blue pistols, a weird colour for a gun, whispering incoherent words to it. Martha took advantage of his distraction and reached for the smartwatch on her wrist discreetly. She fingered the buttons carefully, sparing one last glance at Quavo, she pushed the button and the nearby police station were notified and they sprung into action which was surprisingly where her older brother works.
A short knife went past her cutting a deep wound on her left temple. She didn't cry though, the fear was petrifying. Quavo tipped his hat lower till it stopped at his eyebrows.
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