Introduction to Box Millionaire

MEET THE GOONS OF SABU

Next day. After delivering Arsen the child fainted, to his family and briefly chat with the old grandmother, he was ready to go home, after Bram said he was a new teacher 3 languages at school.

Until the trip he noticed someone again. Bram was on stand by yesterday, just standing next to the power pole. His hand was wrapped around a bandage, because yesterday was too tight to punch an electric pole, as a result his hand had to be injured, although not too deep and serious.

Before coming here, he made sure Olive would not do the same thing as yesterday. Move the place as good as you can.

When met in his study, Olive said that he was very busy at school taking care of some work as his job as the new principal.

Since last night Bram was determined to stop the dealers of illegal goods. He was very angry to see how the younger generation should be destroyed because of their evil actions.

Bram was there fifteen minutes earlier than yesterday. He continued to look at the silver-colored thing that was coiling on his left wrist without any bored words.

A dozen minutes passed, just as his watch was showing at 13:25, those who had been waiting for him finally showed his nostrils as well.

This time it was only two adult men with beards. Unfortunately, he even hopes there are more bearded men who come so that he is easier to finish them off at one time. Even so, Bram remains happy. At least two of them will leave this world.

Bram took his gallant steps towards those who were in front of the store yesterday.

Today is not two teenagers who came yesterday. Bram was not surprised at all because he had guessed before, that the future destroyers of the younger generation had mastered this area. Certainly many young ladies were instigated by them.

"Again, Sir. Don't hit me," soft-spoken teenage boy, has pretty good-looking faces for his age.

He rubbed his hands, begging for mercy on the thick-bodied man with a mustache and beard.

PLAQUE.

The man slapped the teenager hard, without feeling guilty. As a result the tiny body crashed and his head hit the wall, so hard slap received.

It was not enough to just give one a slap, the stocky man pulled the already defenseless petite body. Then, his hand was ready to slap back.

The teenager in the blue white uniform was resigned. He closed his eyes not daring to look at the face of the male bringas before him.

"Enough!" Bram, come at the right time. Before the hand succeeded in wounding the innocent teenager, he first caught the sinful hand.

"Who are you?"

A common question when someone meddles in other people's affairs. Bram also showed a sharp and cold gaze, so that those who saw him became afraid.

"Let go of my hand!" snapped the stock while trying to escape the stranglehold of the stranger.

To him Bram was a stranger who came at an inopportune time.

Bram grinned, "Take it off yourself, if Master can do it!" He was bluffing, showing his might.

"That's right!" the rude swearing of his partner, who was furious at seeing strangers coming, immediately put on an arrogant face.

That way Bram also got an attack from two people at a time. 'Smiling' is about what is drawn from the expression of his face.

Bram did not immediately attack. Just as the fellow from the stocky was about to give him a look, Bram managed to dodge.

He deliberately insulted to look for a wider fighting room. At the very least, the juvenile in the white ash ash uniform was able to be safe first.

"Come, you guys go!" challenge's palpable.

Bram openly asked the two to attack together.

"For the two of you!" challenge again, because the two bearded men did not go forward.

Both pull out who will make the attack first. As a result, the bearded man whose posture is smaller than his colleague, embarrassed first.

"Yaaaachh." He shouted as loud as possible, in tune with his more so-called running steps approaching Bram.

Not to be outdone, Bram also let out his mainstay scream that often made his opponents fear first.

Hub!

Bugh...

Deftly, Bram managed to catch the wrists of his opponents easily. Then, he grinned. While his opponent held his breath a sign of disbelief.

However, before he was able to master his mind, Bram had already raised a hard fist in the stomach of the fighter who became his challenger.

The opportunity will not be wasted Bram just like that. Not only did he punch once, but nearly five to six times gave a hard fist at the same spot.

The results of his hard work were immediately visible. The somewhat thick bearded man fell on the asphalt, with a mouth that was spitting out fresh blood.

"Yuh! Great sir!" the teenager in the school uniform was enthusiastic. He jumped up and down so happy.

Bram, throwing his little smile at the teenager, was delighted to have managed to bring back the laughter and quench his fear.

"That's right! Against just one little mouse you can't!" sumpat the stocky body upset because his partner swallowed defeat.

Bram grinned, one of his hands receiving a sign for his opponent to come forward immediately.

"Yaaachh"

Loud shouting became their mainstay. However, it was not something to be afraid of for Bram.

The duel came back. Bram himself is quite easy to compensate for this second fight because his opponent does not use a weapon.

Actually it does not matter if there is a weapon, but Bram is not sure it will be able to win if the weapon he hopes is a sword and others, whose size is larger and fighting ability also lives.

The two also exchanged styles. This time the fight is quite tough because the opponent Bram now, also has karate martial skills, which on this occasion the moves he issued can be read easily.

Before long, four ... The eight plotters came back from the other direction, pounding Bram. The boy shuffled and cursed asked Bram. But at the same time Bram immediately held the power pole and focused on one of the people who were thick.

Ssssssrrr! Bram held his hand, the enemy glared and scorched. Tat kala other men helped get electrocution. The five men who were trying to help his boss were dead stiff and their eyes were glaring.

"Good Son! Not our human counterpart." said three men trying to escape.

"Hey! If you are still checking the teenage children of this school, then you will have the same fate. Wait for my arrival to the headquarters kaliaaaaaaan .." cried Bram.

As the teenager fell silent, she nodded and thanked him. After Bram approached the boy.

How not five old, stocky, skinny, charred bearded men just turned into charcoal wood grains.

"Go home! The father of ordinary man, it's just that the hand of the father is different if you see evil in front of the father!" said Bram.

Tbc.