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"You guys use a motor, then I use a motor too!!" Gibran said as he carved out a smile on his face looking at the people in front of him with a condescending look.
🫁🫁🫁
Gibran's gaze really made everyone there very surprised, so without waiting any longer they shook their bikes and put their bikes together to count Gibran.
Bru.mmmm!!!
Bru.mmmm!!!
Bru.mmmm!!!
All the motors drove towards Gibran to make Gibran smile as the fast motor drove towards him to squeeze his motorbike which was alone in the corner of the room.
So Gibran immediately lowered the standard of his bike and he stood on the bike welcoming everyone.
Bru.mmmm!!!
Bru.mmmm!!!
Bru.mmmm!!!
They saw Gibran increasingly taunting them with his gaze, so they all sped up the speed of their motors and then made their bikes hit the only motor occupied by Gibran.
Brakk!
Brakk!
Brakk!
As soon as the motors hit him, Gibran jumped into one of the motorcycles that stopped in front of him and then with a knife that he had prepared, he made a small scratch on the man's neck before jumping back underground.
"Damn it!!!" Shouted the man who had just been scratched, and although the scratch did not make him fall, but he felt very upset that Gibran had already completely humiliated them.
Thanks to all the parents pulling their bikes back and facing their bikes towards Gibran and propelling their bikes towards Gibran.
Bru.mmmm!!!
Bru.mmmm!!!
Bru.mmmm!!!
It made everyone so upset that they left their bike and followed Gibran to the 2nd floor until the fight was inevitable.
The men carried wooden beams, knives, and all the weapons they found around them to fight Gibran who only used a small knife in his right hand and a long stick in his left.
Brak brak brak, brak,...
Set set set.
Gibran was attacked by everyone, the man used his stick to hold the knife pointed at him, then the small knife was used to give a slight scratch to each of the bodies of the people who were there.
He turned around holding one of the men and made the man a shield and faced everyone who was attacking him until he scratched a few people then kicked the man he caught towards everyone who was is in.
"Silence!!" Gibran said by showing a small bottle containing several medicinal pills.
"Every person who gets a scratch off my knife has been poisoned, the cure is only on me" Gibran said, opening the bottle and dropping all the drugs into his hands.
The people who realized they were injured were shocked, each of them examined their bodies and realized that they had all been hit by a knife stroke belonging to Gibran.
"Three! Two!" Gibran was counting down, in making everyone stare at Gibran.
"One!" Gibran said along with a man who immediately fell.
Not only fell, the man's body became bruised before it was seen injured all over his body making the man's face unrecognizable.
"Please take the medicine!!" Gibran said throwing all the medicine in his hand to the 1st floor made everyone immediately jump onto the first floor.
They scramble to get the drug so that it can be destroyed and they can no longer eat.
Except for one person who managed to swallow the medicine and he laughed out loud as he walked away from everyone who was now starting to feel hot on their bodies before falling to the floor with grievous wounds on the surface of their skin.
