THE GREATEST FIGHTER

Chapter #10

No matter how Mr. Hasim tried to muster up the strength, he could not move his hands.

To him, Brandon was irritating and sickening. If there was a chance to recover from his illness, Mr. Hasim would complete his intention of beating his stepson to a pulp.

"What's wrong with you, old man? I've brought my face closer so you can hit me. But why have you been silent all this time? I know now, you want to get rid of this very annoying illness of yours as soon as possible, don't you? And then you can chase me down and beat me up to your heart's content.

Well, I'll wait for you to recover from your strange illness first, old man. I left some pocket money for you in that book. If you want to take it, you can take it yourself," Brandon taunted.

Finally, Brandon left Mr. Hasim alone in the house.

Brandon ran away with some of his mother's money.

He had already prepared some of his clothes to find a new place to live.

With the money he got, Brandon could rent a place to live for a few months.

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