The God of Gabut

Good Food

All the students who were still conscious widened their eyes to see his fat friend faint. In addition to Radja's words to burn the man, obviously they were very surprised.

"I was just kidding. Cook yes we want a beef grave... Eh human." Radja tried to joke around but the situation was not supportive at all.

The three remaining thugs ran towards him, they kicked simultaneously. Radja looked down to avoid it.

Right after all his opponent's legs were overhead, Radja grabbed him and spun around like a propeller.

In his twist, he still had time to speak, "Woh, the wind is steady." Then Radja let go of his grip.

Two students hit the attic's perimeter wall, while the other fell free from the 3rd floor. Radja immediately looked down, the student who fell his bones were crushed.

"Hi, big guy. Your friend isn't dead, is he?"

"Where do I know a fool, you throw!" yell Man Bule.

"What the hell is it?" radja asked while scratching her back head.

The bule man did not reply, he immediately ran and prepared to kick. Radja prepared to duck, but the reflexes of the bule man were very fast. It can change the direction of attack very quickly.

Radja got a kick in the head. Instead of him bouncing far away, he spit gum into his wrapper.

Seeing Radja who was not injured in the slightest, the Bule Man took a few steps back. "Damn it, what monster am I fighting" he said in his heart.

As his opponent retreated, Radja stood up and squeezed the former gum. His face looked solemn like someone who was about to swallow his enemy raw.

Instead he took the gum from his pocket and ate it again.

"Why bengong, let's attack again. Show me all the techniques you have!" radja said while lapping lightly like a boxer.

Good is a free fighter who puts forward kick and boxing techniques. So all of his attacks focused on standing-style combat.

Unlike the bule man in front, he is a thug who plays Jui Jitsu.

"I am Ramires acknowledging your strength. But with such a body it is impossible to fight against my group."

"Hi Ramires's. I don't plan on going against your family, but if they're rich, let them be. I haven't changed Rico's money yesterday."

Radja instead plans to ask Ramires' parents for money. He does not care how strong the group in question, as long as there is money that can be asked then hit.

"Haha, so you came just for the money. How much did Jerry give you, I'll double it."

"Well steady. Yesterday the climber guy gave me a billion, then Robert gave me this black card." Radja showed me a special black card.

Radja walked towards Ramires and thrust out his palm. He planned to ask Ramires for money at that time.

"Fuck, he's a master robber." Ramires just smiled wryly. Unwilling to be blackmailed, he launched a second attack.

This time he grabbed the 160-centimeter-tall boy and slammed him to the ground. Ramires used his large hand to lock in the opponent's movements.

This was the greatest skill he had. His hand instantly pressed Radja's weak point and twisted it.

Instead of shouting, Radja was still relaxing while chewing gum. "It was a long time ago for the attack." He stood up while his hands were twisted.

Ramires tightened his grip, he did everything he could to make his opponent in pain. The sound of a sprained bone sounded slowly.

Unwittingly Radja has stood perfectly with a sprained hand. Radja's leg kicked Ramires who was still attached to his body.

"What the hell, not clear." Radja pulled out a hand and returned it as before.

Ramires was astonished to see that someone had returned his joints like nothing had happened.

Being bored, Radja walked leisurely. Not knowing what frightened Ramires, he could not move and could only accept a slap.

Radja searched Ramires' pocket, finding a green ring. Feeling good, Radja took it and put it on. "It looks very charming" he said as he lifted his ring towards the sunlight.

Rico and his friends came in with sweat all over his body. They did not use the usual paths, they were just straight paths through the forest and some rivers.

Lisa and her driver arrived, and she saw Rico and her friends walking in a pile of people passing out casually. Surprisingly Rico still lifted a rusty jengki bike with his leisure.

"Are they crazy?" chirp Lisa.

"While I knew Radja was so powerful, how could he possibly defeat these trained students?" the driver who does not believe in his eyes.

Radja waved in the attic. "Rico, I'm here. Do you have a phone?" his yell.

Obviously Rico didn't have it but he replied, "Yes I have!" his shrewd hand reached into the student's pocket and took his cell phone.

They are very good athletes, of course they have very good financial support. So the phone taken is the latest output.

"Boss, it's not called pickpocketing, is it?" ask one of his subordinates.

"Who said I pickpocketed. It's called borrowing, if I forget to give it back how it is." Rico kept taking his phone.

"True, boss is the best."

Lisa and the driver heard their conversation. "This guy's really crazy!"

Everyone managed to get to the attic, surprisingly not a single teacher broke up the fight. The headmaster just sat quietly and smoked in his room.

"Let the delinquent solve the problem." He does not care if anyone dies or is seriously injured, as long as there is money then everything can go.

"School head, it looks like our students fainted all over. What do we do?" ask a sports teacher who has a muscular body.

"Ramires can handle it all. Don't worry," said the Principal, throwing his cigarette in the ashtray.

"Ramires fainted in front of the teacher's room. Our opponent this time is different from before."

The calm Headmaster from earlier instantly stood up and turned pale. "Call an ambulance immediately!"

The five students who control the school are the sons of the oil mafia. If the parents knew their children were hurt, the headmaster would be in big trouble.

Radja and his group arrived in front of the teacher's room. Ramires and his 4 subordinates are in the pelvis by the thugs.

"Hello, I Radja want to give up your naughty proteges." Radja thrusts her hand asking for payment.

"What are you doing?" ask the Headmaster.

Radja plainly said, "Infant, won't catching a bad boy get paid?"

Before the headmaster answered, Lisa confronted him. "Chief School, this is just a little misunderstanding. Please forgive us for Hardiman's family."

"Ah... Of course, please come back let us take care of this trivial matter."

Hardiman is the richest family in the country, many mafias have teamed up with them because there was a level 20 fighter serving him.

A level 20 fighter cannot be killed with a gun or a special sniper. The strength of the body and mana control is very good, so it is feared by everyone.

Despite having a level 20 fighter, Hardiman's family could not act recklessly. Unknown bandits can hunt down weak families.

Lisa is one of the weakest of all her siblings. He was already 15 years old but only managed to become a level 3 fighter. Though all his brothers can reach level 5 at the same age.

Radja and Rico tilted their heads, they both did not know who the Hardiman family was. Then the guiltless Radja immediately patted Lisa on the shoulder and said, "I didn't know you were rich. Come eat, you pay..."

"For the sake of good food!" shouted Rico and all the thugs.