Chapter 499 The Arrogant Rich Kids!

New York City, evening!

A certain star-rated hotel.

Parking lot.

Rex and Ryder, who had just arrived, got out of the car and headed towards the hotel entrance.

As they reached the entrance, a familiar figure walked out, beaming with joy.

Seeing Ryder, he smirked lewdly, "You finally made it. I thought you might have met a beauty halfway and decided not to come!"

The person who said this was Ryan!

Ryder rolled his eyes, "Don't think I'm like you! You've been living it up these past few days in New York City, haven't you?"

Before Ryder came to New York City, he had sent Ryan ahead to "scout the way."

Ryan wiped his greasy, thinning hair and chuckled, "Hell yeah, especially staying in this swanky hotel. I'm living like royalty everywhere I go! Must be my charm or something, but the ladies here—man, they're all over me like bees to honey! Big city girls don't hold back!"

Ryder sighed helplessly, "Please, have some shame!"

Ryan didn't seem to care.

He stepped closer to Ryder, sniffed him, and suddenly his eyes lit up with a sleazy grin, "No way! Just a few days apart, and you've already gotten laid? Damn, dude, impressive!"

Ryder felt his face heat up—was this guy for real? Could he actually smell that? Was he clueless, or was Ryan just taking a wild guess?

Either way, Ryder wasn't about to dive into that conversation.

He quickly changed the subject, "Stop messing around! We have important business to discuss later! Let's go inside!"

Ryan nodded and cheerfully led the way.

As they walked into the hotel lobby, someone suddenly shouted from not far away, "Stop! Yes, you three!"

Ryder and the group stopped and turned to see who it was.

A guy around their age, Billy Martin, stood up from the lounge area, pointing straight at them. He had that rich kid vibe.

"What's your deal?" Ryder shot back.

"Just wait, you'll see in a sec!"

Billy started walking toward them, followed by three guys and two girls, all clearly rolling in cash.

He got close and gave Ryder and the crew a once-over.

He touched his nose and said casually, "Don't be nervous. We just need you to play a little game with us!"

He hiccuped, emitting a strong smell of alcohol.

Ryder responded calmly, "We have things to do and can't play games. Please find someone else."

As Ryder was about to leave, Billy spread his arms to block his way, "No! You have to play this game. Otherwise, I'll lose the dare I just accepted!"

His friends behind him laughed, clearly enjoying the show:

"Yeah, Mr. Martin always keeps his word. He'll definitely complete the dare!"

"Come on, friends, just play along! It's just a game, understand?"

"Exactly! Otherwise, Mr. Martin will have to spend a million dollars tonight!"

Billy licked his lips and boasted, "That's right! A whole million dollars, almost my monthly allowance! Losing it would be a shame, so please play along!"

Ryan blinked, "Play along? How?"

Billy smirked and cleared his throat, "Piece of cake. One of you just has to crawl between my legs. Easy, right? And hey, I'll cover your hotel stay tonight as a bonus!"

Billy's words were not a request but a direct order, as if it were only natural.

This made Ryder and the others' faces change slightly.

Seeing their shocked expressions, Billy's friends cheered excitedly:

"Here it comes! Here it comes! That look!"

"Get your phones out and record this. It's hilarious!"

"Every time I see these people's reactions, it's just too funny!"

Billy made an OK gesture to his friends and continued, "I'm on a tight schedule. Decide quickly who will crawl."

Ryder squinted slightly, "Are all New York City rich kids this arrogant?"

Billy's smile froze for a moment.

He looked Ryder up and down, "What do you mean by that?"

"Nothing," Ryder shrugged, "I'm just not interested in playing your boring games. Find someone else."

He waved to the hotel staff nearby, signaling them to come over.

A hotel manager and two security guards quickly approached.

The manager asked, "Sir, how can we assist you?"

Ryder said, "We want to stay at the hotel, but these people want us to play a game. We don't have time. Please help them with their issue."

The manager looked at Billy with a bitter expression and tried to persuade them, "Mr. Martin, maybe you should find someone else. This guest..."

Before he could finish, Billy slapped him.

Billy snorted, "Are you telling me what to do?"

The manager shook his head vigorously, "No, no!"

He felt both wronged and scared.

Billy was one of the most notorious rich kids in New York City, with a privileged background and an arrogant demeanor.

He always caused trouble with his wealthy friends.

Recently, they had taken a liking to a prank game.

They would bet, and the loser had to play a game.

The game wasn't to prank themselves but to prank strangers!

They would make people crawl under their legs, slap them, strip, kneel, or even drink urine!

They posted videos or photos of these pranks online, attracting curious viewers and showcasing their sense of superiority.

If the person agreed, they got money.

If not, they got punished.

It seemed unreasonable.

But these rich kids were just bored and looking for thrills!

Their families were loaded and connected—what could anyone do about it?
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