They all turned their heads in the direction the yelling came from.A middle-aged man with a wooden stick, swinging it at Mason and his friends.Brandon was stunned at the arrival of the middle-aged man, who suddenly attacked Mason and his friends."Hey old man, what are you doing here?"Are you following me, old man?"asked Brandon in his pain. It turned out that the one who came and helped Brandon was Mr. Badri.He had deliberately followed Brandon from a distance, just in case he messed up."You're really stubborn, young man! I told you not to go, but you kept going. You came here to die, huh?""Who would want to die, old man? I only came here to find entertainment and food," Brandon replied. Seeing his comrades groaning in pain as they were hit by Mr. Badri's stick made James furious."Hey old man, who are you to interfere in my business? Why are you helping that poor young man, huh?You've hurt my friends, feel my retribution, old man!"James with his taekwondo moves attacked M

"How outrageous of you, Amrin! Do you think I'm as cheap as you think I am? I may be a village girl, but I have something you don't have!" said Kelly in a high tone. "Hahaha, what don't I have, village girl?" asked Amrin with a laugh. "I have pride, and you don't have any. You think everything can be bought with money. Can you afford self-respect?" "Hahaha, how much are you worth, kampung girl? You just mention the amount, I'll pay it in cash," Amrin replied curtly. "Your mind is like a child, only your body is big but your mind is narrow. If I could choose between you and a child, I would choose a child," Kelly said. "Never mind Mr. Amrin, why do you two always make such a fuss when you meet? Aren't you afraid that your father will be angry at your presence?" said Aunty Oni. "Why should I be afraid, auntie? The one who deserves your father's wrath is this village girl, not me!" replied Amrin. Kelly didn't want to argue with Amrin anymore, so she said goodbye to Auntie Oni and

"Are you challenging me, old mother? You think you came here so easily, don't expect to return home safely, old mother! Who are you dealing with, huh? Tell me quickly, do you want the soft way or the rough way." snapped Mr. Drake, as his hand gestured to his men."Hihihi, I guess you'll never do anything subtle, Mr. Drake! Never mind fighting, even in love you're so rude," said Mrs. Grace."Damn you old lady, you dare to speak about me in front of my men! You're looking dead, old lady! All of you, what are you waiting for? Attack them!"Mr. Drake's fighters surrounded Aldo and Lady Grace, leaving no room for them to escape."Lord Drake, are you not sorry for the bloodshed in your palace? Just because we haven't found the girl, you immediately want to kill us both. How many virgins do you think there are in this city? You're only after one girl who you don't know the whereabouts of at all. I dare you, if you can find her in two days, you can take both of our lives. We won't fight you, w

As Aldo passed Bimo, he turned his head and said,"Next time, let's finish our fight!""Whenever you're ready, Aldo!" replied Bimo with a glare at Aldo. Mrs. Grace and Aldo walked out of Mr. Drake's compound like a couple. Once they were outside the headquarters, Mrs. Grace asked Aldo, "Now, what should we do?""You shouldn't ask, Grace! We're definitely going to the brothel on duty. Aren't you in charge of supervising the members there?" Aldo replied, asking back."I'm not in the mood for duty, Aldo! Why don't we go to the casino for a drink?" asked Mrs. Grace back."Oh my! Are there no drinks in the brothel, Grace?" Aldo asked back."I'm tired of the drinks there, there's nothing else to drink. Let's see, how much did Mr. Drake give us?" asked Madame Grace.Aldo took Mr. Drake's money out of the envelope."Wow, it turns out Mr. Drake is not too stingy. Come on Aldo, let's take a break!" said Mrs. Grace."This is for you, Grace! Think of it as a replacement for the money your son t

"Why, old man? Like you're really surprised to hear that? Do you know my mother, old man?" asked Brandon."Since when does your mother work in that brothel, young man?" asked Mr. Badri back. "How would I know! You haven't answered my question, old man! Did my mother have anything to do with the murder of your son and wife, old man?" Brandon replied, asking the same question.Mr. Badri furrowed his brow, as if remembering something."I don't know! As I recall, there was no woman present when my wife and son were killed," Mr. Badri replied. "So, my mother wasn't on the list of people you were going to avenge, old man?" Brandon asked for confirmation."Yes! Besides, I don't know your mother, young man!" replied Mr. Badri."Do you have a full name, old man?" asked Brandon again."Why do you want to know my name? Don't you want to know my name, young man? After all, I've told you my name before," Mr. Badri asked back. "Don't start, old man! I'm being serious, you're being evasive. I for