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"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.

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The sharp setting from him was completely futile, because no force came out so that the man could only move while talking, he said, "it was the first time I went to the hospital, so I don't know those parts of the hospital. But I still remember where the road to where the money was stored was!!"

"Dam!! Just be careful if you lie to us, then not only your thighs will I grab, but your entire body will be filled with the sabetage of my knife!!!" The man stared intently at Gibran as he dived his knife using his handkerchief

Gibran who saw that said nothing, and even though there was no rope binding his body, he also found it so difficult to move his body. Especially after a deep wound that was on his thigh.

Just a little bit of moving directly caused such tremendous pain that Gibran hoped that he would continue to be in the same position until his wound healed.

While the people who noticed Gibran's pain, they just smiled happily staring at the man's suffering until finally their car arrived at the hospital parking lot.

The car door was opened by the people who were occupying the car and one of them took a wheelchair.

"Stand up and sit in this wheelchair!!!" The snapping of one of the men on Gibran made Gibran try to stand up, but every time he tried to move, his body felt so stiff and cramp and blood kept coming out of his thighs.

"Help me, I'm really struggling" Gibran said with a gasp of breath as he bit his lower lip because of the pain he found so hard to bear.

The men who were there immediately felt annoyed with the man, but they had no other choice but to pull the man out of the car and move him into a wheelchair.

One of the men who was there noticed Gibran, and it seemed so eye-catching when he saw the blood all over the man that he went to get a cloth from a nurse and covered the man's body.

Gibran, who was in a wheelchair, showed them the way, and while showing them the way, he tried to regain his strength by doing various things.

But whatever he did did was fruitless, because nothing happened even though he had sharpened his gaze to look at the various items in the hospital.

Gibran could only limp in place as he pointed his fingers one by one toward where he had kept the money in the hospital.

'I have to buy time, I have to pretend to forget, ' Gibran said.

The man made the people who were there spin several times so that the boss of the mafia members stopped his steps.

"Will he play games with us?" The man said he immediately made the man pushing Gibran's wheelchair turn the man's wheelchair toward his boss.

The boss who was staring at Gibran lent his eyes with a pale and swollen face completely smiling silly.

"Don't pretend, show me the right way or I'll make you suffer!!!" Shake the man.

Gibran who listened to it immediately opened his eyes and he only realized that what he was doing had been realized by the men so with all his strength, Gibran tried to move his lips to speak.

"I don't really remember because the streets here were all the same, I just remember I went through one toilet and a room where the nurses were gathered, there were a lot of oxygen cylinders," answer Gibran.

"Ahh,, it's upstairs, not on this floor!!!" Said one of the men who was there to make the boss of the mafia members ordered them to enter the elevator.