Damien didn't have time to dodge, as Mark's punch hit his chest vigorously. Damien's body was slammed heavily, falling heavily on the ground. Damien coughed dryly, from between his lips flowed fresh blood. Brandon and Mr. Badri rushed straight towards Damien, who was lying on the ground. Damien clutched his chest which felt tight, and then Damien vomited blood. Brandon and Mr. Badri try to help Damien, who is deeply injured. Brandon unbuttoned some of Damien's shirts, showing Mark's punch marks on Damien's chest. Brandon held Damien's chest, as he drained his pure inner energy. After a while, Damien felt that his chest was no longer tight."Damien, are you okay?" asked Brandon, who was still embracing Damien. "Ay ay ay, I'm fine, Brandon! I don't know, he will attack me in a sudden way. Now it's your turn to face him, Brandon!" replied Damien with a gasp. Brandon and Mr. Badri help Damien to sit down, then Brandon stares intently at Mark. Then Brandon exclaimed loudly to Ma
"But, we have already decided to stop working with Mr. Bobi. How do I explain all this to master Bobi?" asked Antoni. "That's your business with master Bobi, I don't want to interfere with the affairs of the three of you. Once again I'm sorry, it's not yet time for me to be a teacher for anyone," Brandon explained. Getting Brandon's affirmative answer, Antoni and his two colleagues immediately knelt in front of Brandon, wailing. "We beg you very much, man! We no longer know where to study, all this time we are looking for people with high knowledge. We will obey all your orders, we are willing to tell Mr. Bobi, that all the girl's debts are paid off." Mr. Badri, who had been just sitting while listening, stood up and approached Antoni and his two friends. Then with Mr. Badri folded his hands together in front of his chest, saying,"I tell you three, it took many years to master the science of energy at a high level. If you don't have talent, it will be difficult to master it at a
"Where is Mr. Hasim? As far as I know, Mr. Hasim was always lying on his bed. What has happened to Hasim's master?" Omar asked back. Bimo also looked into Mrs. Grace's room, there was no one in the room including Mr. Hasim.Omar and Bimo also exchanged glances again and wondered. "That's right, Omar! Could it be that Mr. Hasim has been taken to the hospital? But, who brought it? And where did Grace get Mr. Hasim's medical expenses?" asked Bimo. "I don't know! It is impossible for Grace to take Mr. Hasim alone to the hospital. Maybe Grace was helped by Aldo, to take Mr. Hasim to the hospital," Omar replied. "We'd better go back to the base and tell Mr. Drake that we didn't find Grace and Aldo," Bimo pleaded."No, Bimo! We should look for the hospital where Mr. Hasim is treated. We don't rush back to the base empty-handed, Mr. Drake doesn't like it very much. We have to find Grace and Aldo, no matter what," Omar said. "You're just wasting your time, Omar! How many hospitals do you
The two foreigners ordered the same drinks as them. Then, one of the two people turned to look at the mistresses of Grace and Aldo. Mrs. Grace and Aldo were indifferent, as the stranger stared at her fiercely. "Are you alone in this place, madam?" asked one of the strangers. Mrs. Grace ignored the stranger asking her, Mrs. Grace was still engrossed in her drink remaining a little. Feeling ignored by Mrs. Grace, the stranger snapped at her. "I ask you, madam! Do you have ears?" Mrs. Grace glared at the stranger who yelled at her, then Mrs. Grace calmly replied, "You're blind or something, huh? Do I look alone? Besides, what does it matter to you if I am alone?" "Your words comfort me so much, madam! You look so pitiful, your face looks like a tangled thread," replied the stranger."Bastard! What's your problem, man? You want to find out because of me, huh?" snapped Mrs. Grace. "I'm telling the truth, are there any wrong words of mine?" the stranger asked back. "If my face is
"I don't know, Benji! I feel, the knowledge of me in me is still below level three.But don't worry, I do have my own way of defeating the internal opponents above my level.Because in fighting, you need high experience and skills.If you only rely on internal energy, it will be useless, "Aldo answered."Extraordinary! Your explanation is very reasonable, Aldo! I myself agree with you, not necessarily people who have high levels of energy, will succumb to people who have no energy in all. Someone, "said Benji.Mrs. Grace, who heard Aldo and Benji's explanation, felt excited again. Mrs. Grace thought, without having internal energy knowledge, could not beat people who had high levels of energy knowledge. During this time, Mrs. Grace has a lot of experience in fighting with anyone. Aldo turned to Mrs. Grace, asking, "How do you think, Grace? Do you still intend to be a delivery escort?""Why not? I feel like everything you say has some truth. Not all fighters who have internal energ
As Mr. Badri's body hit the wall, the light inside Brandon's room suddenly vanished. Brandon, who heard the crash, immediately came out of his room. Damien and Heidi went straight out of their room. How surprised Brandon was, when he saw Mr. Badri groaning in pain on the floor. Brandon rushed straight at Mr. Badri, asking, "Master Badri, what has happened to you?" Damien also asked, when he saw Mr. Badri outside his room. "Ay ay ay master Badri, why are you outside your room? Haven't you slept?" Mr. Badri did not directly answer the questions raised by Brandon and Damien. Mr. Badri sat leaning against the wall, while regulating his breathing. After feeling comfortable and not breathing short, Mr. Badri also answered their questions."Awesome!" Both Brandon and Damien exchanged glances, hearing Mr. Badri's seemingly confusing answer. "What do you mean, master Badri? What's so amazing?" asked Brandon. Mr. Badri stared intently at Brandon as he replied, "I feel a huge amount
"My body still hurts so much, I'm like being electrocuted by thousands of volts. What kind of power do you have, Brandon?" replied Mr. Badri, holding his waist about to stand up. "Ay ay ay, need help, Mr. Badri?" asked Damien offering. "No need Damien, I can still stand on my own," replied Mr. Badri. Mr. Badri rose to his feet, who had been sitting on the floor enduring the pain. After Mr. Badri stood up, he turned to look at Brandon and said, "You haven't answered my question yet, Brandon!" "If I knew the answer, I had already answered it, Mr. Badri! I really don't know, you were thrown against the wall by the power that came from me or not," Brandon replied. "If it didn't come from you, then where did it come from?" asked Mr. Badri again. "Gosh! You keep repeating the questions I've answered, Mr. Badri! You'd better take a break and calm your mind," Brandon replied."Well! It's also very cold when it rains, I'll rest first!" said Mr. Badri, as he entered his room. Damien tur
Mr. Badri was apparently disturbed by their laughter, until he woke up from his sleep. "Gosh! The three of you are so noisy, what are you laughing at?" asked master Badri, covering his sleepy mouth. Both Brandon, Damien and Heidi, covered their mouths that were still laughing. Then Brandon walked up to Mr. Badri, who was still standing in the doorway. "Please forgive us, master Badri! We have no intention of disturbing your sleep, you can continue your sleep, Mr. Badri!" replied Brandon. "Ay ay ay, sleepiness is lost to hear the laughter of the three of you, maybe I will participate in your chat. But, considering that tomorrow morning you will be testing your skills, we might as well all take a break. And you Brandon, you better continue your meditation," said Mr. Badri, imitating Damien's speaking style."Ay ay ay, unfortunately we don't get to watch Brandon fight, Mr. Badri! We can only walk him all the way to the gate, even though I would love to see you fight, Brandon!" "No