"Where are your three fighters, miss?" challenged Aldo. "Damn! You intrigued me, Aldo! What did your words mean, Aldo?" asked Mrs. Grace to herself. In seconds, the organization's three fighters had already walked into the fighting arena. Without further ado, the three fighters of the organization directly attacked Aldo. "Gosh! They really didn't give Aldo a chance, to take a standoff," grumbled Mrs. Grace. Meanwhile, Brandon is already hanging out with his friends including Mr. Jordi. Mr. Badri, who was still curious about Brandon being taken out, asked the question, "Brandon, what has happened? Why did you get it out?" For a moment, Brandon was silent while shaking his head, and then Brandon sighed deeply. "I made a mistake, master Badri! As it turned out, my mom was in there and took part in the trial," Brandon replied softly. "What? Did your mother participate in the trial?" asked Mr. Badri."Yes! I didn't expect it at all, it turned out that my mother was here, just to
"Aldo, wait!" shouted Mr. Drake. Aldo continued walking and moved away from Mr. Drake, and then Aldo pulled Mrs. Grace's hand to leave. "Come on, Grace! I don't want to linger in this place, I'm done here," Aldo said. "What about his own agreement, Aldo?" "What other agreement do you mean, Grace? Never mind, I don't have much time, to answer your questions. It's not what we expected, Grace!" Aldo pulls Mrs. Grace's hand, and calls Benji to leave. "Benji, didn't you come out with us?" Benji, who saw Aldo and Mrs. Grace about to go out, stood up and followed closely behind. "Where are you going? Why is everything messed up like this, Aldo?" asked Benji who walked behind Aldo. "It wasn't me who messed up, but it was the woman who made the mess. He thought like a god, we were asked to kneel at his feet.The woman was so cruel, my opponent was helpless, but I was forced to kill her. How can I do that, Benji? I'm not an animal-hearted man, I still have a conscience," replied Aldo, w
"Sorry sir, there is no one in this house, we have searched around this house," said Beno. Kelly grew hysterical, when her father was not found by Beno and Barnes. "Oh my God! Who brought my father? What has happened here? Dad, where are you?" cried Kelly, who was still sobbing. At a glance, master Ibra saw the photo frame on the wall of the living room, and then master Ibra approached and observed the photo. Both of Ibra's master's eyes widened, when he knew who was in the frame of the photo. Mr. Ibra picked up the photo frame attached to the wall, Mr. Ibra was still not sure what he saw. "Isn't this Grace Melba? Why is his photo here?" asked Mr. Ibra to himself. Mr. Ibra moved closer to Kelly who was crying, the frame of the photo that Mr. Ibra was holding, shown to Kelly and asked, "Tell me miss Kelly, isn't the one in this photo Grace Melba? If I may guess, this Grace Melba is your stepmother. Tell me when I'm wrong, miss Kelly!" Kelly looked at the photo frame shown by
"Are you sure Hasim's house is here?" asked one dressed in perlente. "That's right, Mr. Barton! I've seen his wife get out of that way," the bodyguard pointed greatly. "Wait! Let's watch until the * comes out, I want to ask her something." "No problem, Mr. Barton! We'll wait until she shows up, we'll be ambushed at the right time," the bodyguard retorted. Meanwhile, Grace and Aldo's mistress are still on their way home. Among them, no one said a word during the trip. Seeing this stiffness, Aldo tried to talk to Mrs. Grace. "Grace, you shouldn't drive your child away. If there were no children, you might already be in another realm." Mrs. Grace glared at Aldo, feeling incomprehensible to what Aldo was saying. Then Mrs. Grace burst into laughter, poking her forehead."Hihihi, what do you mean, Aldo? What nonsense are you?" "I saw with my own eyes, Grace! You were unconscious, when your son annihilated five fighters at once. If you had seen it in person, you probably wouldn't h
Barton shot Mrs. Grace in the right leg, which made Mrs. Grace scream in pain. Aldo was very surprised, seeing Mrs. Grace being shot at close range. Aldo couldn't move, he himself was being held at gunpoint by three of Barton's men. Mrs. Grace held her right leg, while continuing to whimper in pain. "Bastard! Why did you shoot me, man? Do I have anything wrong with you? I don't know you, I don't have a problem with you, what excuse did you shoot me?" mistress Grace cursed in her moans. Barton spit on Mrs. Grace's face, and then Barton grabbed Mrs. Grace's hair firmly. "Your husband's problem is your problem too, old lady! You can imagine, a billion dollars worth of treasure, will simply disappear. I want the map your husband kept.""In my entire life, I never knew my husband kept a treasure map. If I had known a long time ago, maybe I would have looked for it myself, and I would have become a filthy rich man," Mrs. Grace retorted sarcastically. "You're too much excuse, old lady
"Go ahead, Brandon! Just tell me, what do you want to ask of me?" asked Mr. Jordi. "Do you still keep the Bible, Mr. Jordi? If you wish, I just want to borrow it. Maybe you don't need it anymore," Brandon replied. All who heard Brandon's request, were stunned and felt astonished. But for Mr. Badri, he already understood the meaning of Brandon's request. "Hahaha, apparently you intend to study your religion, Brandon! It just so happens that I still keep it, I will give it to you. After all, I had memorized all the Bible. Wait a minute, I'll get you the Bible!" replied Mr. Jordi, as he headed to his room and got the Bible. "Ay ay ay, don't you have a Bible at home, Brandon? If you want, I will give it to you. I have also memorized all the contents of the Bible," Damien chimed in. "Really? You memorized all the Bible, Damien?" asked Brandon.Damien had not had time to answer, Mr. Jordi had returned to the living room carrying a Bible. Mr. Jordi thrust the Bible into Brandon's hand
They seemed to be in disbelief what he heard, Mr. Jordi was willing to pay a million dollars, for those who could defeat the great master. For the master Badri and Damien, they will not be able to deal with the big master. The two of them hope a lot for Brandon, can defeat the big master. He stared in such a way, Brandon went awry. "Why are you all looking at me? The one who has Mr. Jordi's vow is not me, so don't look at me," Brandon said. "Hahaha, Mr. Jordi is indeed the one who vows, we won't be able to do it. We feel that you are the one who can fight against that great master, Brandon! Although we ourselves do not know the power possessed by the great master, what is wrong if we try to test it," replied Mr. Badri. "Why should I? There are still a lot of fighters out there, who probably have power beyond the big masters," Brandon explained."Those of us who are here, have seen your strength firsthand, Brandon! I myself don't doubt your ability, to fight against the great mas
"What are you waiting for, Mr. Jordi?" shouted Brandon, opening the car window. Getting permission from Brandon, Mr. Jordi immediately snatched his car keys lying on the table. Brandon is asked by Mr. Jordi, to get into his car. "Brandon, you get in my car!" pleaded Mr. Jordi. Brandon got out of the car driven by Damien, then switched into Mr. Jordi's car. Damien drove back to his car, while Mr. Jordi followed closely behind. At the same time, Mrs. Grace and Aldo had arrived at the base where they worked. They were about to meet Mr. Drake, who was suspected of kidnapping Mr. Hasim. The guards who recognized them, let them into the headquarters. Mrs. Grace and Aldo go straight to Mr. Drake's private room, but are blocked by one of Mr. Drake's personal bodyguards."Wait! Where are you two going?" "Don't try to hinder us! We want to meet Mr. Drake, quickly tell him to get out of his room!" snapped Mrs. Grace. "Sorry madam, Mr. Drake is not in his room. Mr. Drake hasn't returned