When they heard Kyle, they were frightened.

They quickly bowed and begged, "Sir, please don't chop off our hands. Please don't! Please!"

The local thugs begging was like flies buzzing in Kyle's ears, disgusting and annoying.

Letting out a chuckle, Linux said, "Oh, no. Please don't do that. It's not fun to chop their limbs off! I know a private club overseas that is perfect for them."

"Oh, really? Tell me about it Linux."

In the face of the local thugs, Linux and Kyle started chatting. "The customers from that club like to play around with men. The club accepts men of all ages. They will castrate the men, remove...