Instantly the room fell silent. The woman scrutinized Pavel's face, then laughed loudly. "Are you kidding me?" Pavel, who was told so, felt strange. Even though the woman herself asked Pavel for 500 dollars, why did she laugh at him when she agreed? "Is something wrong?" asked Pavel in surprise. Then the woman stopped laughing. There was complexity in her eyes. "Look," she began to explain. "You know how much money 500 million dollars is, don't you?" she wrung her hands. "Of course." "You have that kind of money? For a house like this?" She gave Pavel a look of disbelief. She said again, "I'm not playing around with that price." "Do I look like I'm playing around?" Pavel asked back. He relaxed, though he was surprised at the way the woman in front of him thought. She let out a long sigh. "Then do you have any proof?" "Proof-" Pavel remembered something. He took out his wallet and gave her his card. She didn't accept the card right away, and just stared at it with a frivolous lo

Meanwhile, Parsha who was still standing in the darkness seemed to let out a long breath. Then, she slowly made her way to join the two dueling men. A look on her face that was as cold as the night wind and as dark as the sky without starlight appeared among the streetlights. Her gaze briefly met with Pavel's. Even as the man looked struggling and exhausted with sweat running down his handsome face, Parsha didn't seem to care. "What are you doing?! Quickly immobilize this troublesome rat!" Charles exclaimed at Parsha who had just moved. He hissed in exasperation as Parsha, instead of responding, stood still. Pavel didn't care, he continued to attack and defend from enemy attacks. Until the moment where he saw Parsha who suddenly attacked Pavel. "Damn! At this rate I could really die here!" He grumbled in his heart. Charles is indeed quite good at fighting, although sometimes the man's attacks are still chaotic and inconsistent movements. However, it was different with Parsha. Al

Pavel held Charles' arm as he failed to jump off the roof of the building. The cold concrete floor was the base of their overlapping bodies. Pavel was on top of Charles with his back to the man. Charles smiled slyly with a vicious look. He did not hesitate if he had to break Pavel's neck at this time, it was just that the order he got was to bring Pavel alive. "I can at least make you stop breathing for a few seconds!" Charles laughed. He had protruding veins on his neck and reddened eyeballs, reflecting that the soul of a demon had lodged in his body. "You think you can run away from me, huh?!" He's laughter boomed, succeeding in making the victim motionless, except for the legs that thrashed like cattle that had just been released from their necks. Pavel had trouble breathing. Both of Charles' legs restrained he's body, interlocked, and he's neck was cracked by Charles' strong arms. He's movements were locked. Pavel's breathing felt tight, his lungs seemed to be pressed so hard

Sofia is still stunned, the weapon in her hand does feel lighter than she thought. Because usually this kind of firearm even though it is small in size will slightly make the hand hurt if you hold it for too long, especially for people who are not used to using it. Sofia chuckled, amused by Pavel's remark. "Why should I practice shooting? I've never been interested in this kind of thing." She aimed the rifle at an object at the far end of the room, quite far from He's position. A doll that seemed to be deliberately used as a target point. "Anyway," Sofia continued. "Things like this are usually done by certain people. Like in police agencies? Or the illegals are high-profile criminals-maybe my information could be wrong, but that's what I know." She closed one eye, and focused on the target in front of her. Although she looked serious, doubt was still visible on her face. The way Sofia held the rifle made Pavel smile a little. It was clearly still wrong because Sofia was not an

Pavel tried to get up. Breathing heavily, Pavel ignored the dizziness in his head. He tried to stand up by resting on his knees. His body felt very painful. In addition, Parsha became so strong that Pavel could not even predict Parsha's movements. 'Make my body so heavy that that woman can't lift my body at all costs.'[Understood.] Pavel could see Parsha's gaze suddenly change. Between surprise and wonder. It seemed that when the woman tried to slam Pavel again, she found it difficult and that meant Pavel's strength had worked. A smile appeared on Pavel's lips. He directly attacked Parsha, without calculation. The attack hit the woman right in the face, not even an attempt to dodge. Pavel frowned, feeling confused by what he saw just now. As a result of the attack, Parsha fell to the floor. She felt a sting on her face, as Pavel's fists were very strong. "Don't act like a fool!" exclaimed Pavel irritably. Parsha could not have suddenly surrendered to Pavel and was attacked j