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Gibran rested at Gisel's friend's bar for one week until the man felt his body fully recover.

So on the day that he woke up early because he had recovered, the man went straight out of the bar and the sight of his eyes was like those days usually instantly greeted by people who were making out without knowing the place.

Gibran ignored the men, and he only stepped until his steps had to be stopped when he looked at a man who was now staring at him as well.

The man frowned approaching Gibran, "Gibran, heh!! This great loser, you're alive too?!!" Asked the man while showing a scornful face.

While Gibran was looking at the man in front of him, he immediately remembered that the man was one of the men who beat him brutally before throwing him into the well until it made him very angry, because the pain he endured as a result of what the man had done made him really feel like he was in hell.

He really wanted to teach the man in front of him a lesson, but given that he was hitching a ride in someone's place, then Gibran could only hold back.

"It's nice to see you again, but I have to go" said Gibran, who was about to go to the toilet.

But the man named charcoal did not allow the man to go straight to the house so he stretched out his hand holding Gibran's arm.

"Hey, don't rush off, aren't we still friends?" Charcoal speech really made Gibran and his annoyance with the man, but he kept restraining himself so as not to make a mess in the place.

"Yes, we're friends, I'll see you later" Gibran said as he reached out to release the charcoal hand that blocked one of his arms, but instead of releasing his arm, the charcoal strengthened his check.

"Heh, I don't want it later, I want it now" said charcoal as he pulled Gibran's arm and threw the man against the wall.

This made everyone who was busy enjoying their party in the morning turned to Gibran and charcoal so that it made the charcoal become more so to show himself to everyone there just there.

Therefore, with a disdainful smile on his face charcoal pulled out his hand strangling Gibran's neck.

"Fuckin' junkie, now you look better than ever. Did you get a new victim to cheat? It seems like your veins have broken off, look at you, even in this situation you still seem calm, so disgusting to an addict!!!" The word charcoal while spitting towards Gibran's face made Gibran really upset towards the man in front of him.

But he was just about to teach the man a lesson when Gisel's friend the owner of the place suddenly came and stopped them.

"Hey, what's this commotion?" The words of the man named Faisal immediately separated the two men to make charcoal smile mockingly at Faisal.

"You're not supposed to defend him, he's a junkie, he'll get you in trouble if you dare to defend him." Charcoal while glaring at Gibran who was already wiping the charcoal saliva on his face.

Faisal who was listening to that immediately reached out his hand patted slowly the charcoal shoulder while saying, "Hey bro, he deposited my friend here, he left, so don't mind it and how about today I give you a free service at my place?"

Arang who was listening to it immediately brushed off Faisal's hand, "You think I can't afford this place so you're offering me a treaty to defend that man?? You don't seem to know that he was the last man to be killed by the boss of a motorcycle gang. He has a lot of debt to the boss of the motorcycle gang because of his addiction to drugs.

"So if you dare to defend him, then right now you are dealing with the boss of the motorcycle gang!!!" Firmly Faisal while staring at the crochet man in front of him, because the man's property is nothing compared to the boss of a motorcycle gang that is much larger than that place.

He was just on his way and stopped by the place for fun but Who would have thought he would find a man who should have drowned in a well!