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Buk up!

Gibran's body was thrown into the car, causing the man to grimace again due to pain in his body.

"Tell us where the money is!!!" The command of the man who was holding Gibran's head and looking at Gibran with a threatening glare.

"There's a hospital" Gibran replied with his eyes closed trying to adapt to the pain of his entire body, especially his neck.

"Go to the hospital!!!" The order of the man who was there immediately made the driver drive their car to leave the place to go to the hospital.

Behind the car that Gibran occupied there were also several cars that followed them, the mobi was inhabited by associates of those people and also their bosses.

On the way, the gibran finally recovered and the man opened his eyes and looked out the window where night had come.

"What time is this?" Ask Gibran.

The man who was there chuckling at the man they were going to kill when they got their money is now asking about time.

But the man kindly looked at his watch and said, "it's 11 p.m."

The man's reply instantly made Gibran frown at his forehead staring towards the window.

He also tried to sharpen his gaze to make a fire on the car they were riding in, but unfortunately even though he tried many times, but nothing happened.

'Has the power that the book exerted disappeared? If this is the way, how am I going to get away from these people?' gibran said in a heart that now feels that his story inscribed in the book that came with him from his previous life will now end there.

Still temporarily thinking about the matter, Gibran immediately looked at a man who suddenly spoke to him.

"Where in the hospital did you put the money?!!" The man asked as he stretched out his hand to untie Gibran's body.

Because, it will be troublesome and attract a lot of people if they bring Gibran into the hospital with such circumstances.

"Ahh, money," Gibran stopped his words, thinking how to buy time so that he would not be killed immediately by those people, because the more time he can give, the more opportunities he can get away from those people as much as possible.

Even so, he was not too sure that he could escape from those people, let alone at this time of his very bad state, even to walk alone Maybe he could not do it.

"Quick say!!" Shouted the man who was unbinding Gibran as the man took the knife out of his pants.

While Gibran was being asked, he pretended not to listen and only thought inwardly about what he should do.

It made the man who took the knife become more upset so he used the knife and stuck it in Gibran's thigh.

"Akhhhh!!!" Gibran cried out in pain to his thigh, but not there, suddenly he felt the knife being pulled down to cut his flesh perfectly.

"Akhhhhhhhh.....!!!!" A long shout from Gibran's mouth made the man holding the knife smile with satisfaction pull his knife from Gibran's thigh.

"Just say it or your two legs will be the same fate!!!" The snapping of the man instantly made Gibran who was still grimacing open his eyes to look at the man in front of him.