The God of Gabut

The Elite Version

Radja walked on foot. Not because he was arrogant, he did it because he was imitating the arrogance of an old man.

His shameless hand immediately patted the old man. "Grandfather, it seems that you are sick at ***********you." Radja pointed to the sacred seeds of a man.

"Please!" shouted a young man while punching the face of Radja who was so innocent.

His fist managed to land right on his cheek smoothly. Radja did not move at all, he still pointed at the grandfather's sacred seeds.

"What are you doing?" tanya Radja felt herself hit, although not sick she felt strange there was a hand touching her cheek.

Rico who saw Radja being hit instantly grabbed the young man's head and dropped it to the ground so smoothly. "The Dog!"

"Rico, mentioning the name of the animal behind the word is disrespectful." Radja raised her hand with a plain face.

"No boss, I just mentioned the name of the animal. So not too rude." Rico defended himself.

"Oh, so it's true." Radja even allowed it.

The young man who lost earlier was one of the contestants of the martial match on this continent. Although not very well known, it is nicknamed wonder kind.

"Hi, what's a wonder kind name for men? Doesn't wonder mean girl?" tanya Radja heard Jung Hao's explanation.

"That's women!" jung Hao replied with flat eyes.

"Oh..."

The old grandfather who looked angrily restrained himself, he was not a rash person who was looking for trouble with the Hao family.

"Young master Jung, you seem to be carrying very polite children," the old geezer replied looking into Jung Hao's eyes.

"Thank you for the adulation of Chairman Ming, you're praising us too much." Jung Hao thanked him with a greeting.

Radja followed him by clasping his clenched right hand and bowing his body.

The grandfather of the Ming family immediately left with his entourage. While Jung Hao met his father in one of the VIP rooms.

"Dad, I brought a friend to the fight." Jung Hao pointed to the thugs who were wearing t-shirts with tuna fish and bright green.

Jung Hao's father seemed sorry to let his son seek help from a powerful fighter. "Jung, you are the heir to the head of the family. Don't embarrass us by bringing in those market thugs!"

"Dad, they look like that because the boss told him to."

"Huh, even you called someone by the name of the boss. Show me the man."

Jung Hao pointed at the 150 centimeter tall man with a face so innocent and stupid looking. Just when the glare of the eyes saw him, Radja was scratching his armpits.

"Hello, I'm Radja!" he said as he reached out the hand that had just scratched the armpit.

Jung Hao's father did not respond and immediately saw the first match. Radja casually patted his shoulder.

"Hi, not responding to that person's greetings is disrespectful."

Jung Hao pityed his father for offending people who shouldn't be offended.

Jung Hao's father was enraged, he unleashed the power of a level 25 fighter. But such a weak force could not shift Radja's hand.

Being a little angry, Radja instead pushed him to the ground. His shameless butt immediately sat on the back of Jung Hao's father.

"It's very crowded here. There's a riot, isn't there..."

Rico hits the person next to Jung Hao's father and occupies his seat. "I don't think there's a boss, they're just playing around. Look at the people there fighting like women."

"Truely, did we kill some people to get a lot of people?"

"Killing that man is against the law, boss."

"Ah right too. Going to jail in the middle of the sea is very boring, let's wait for an interesting show."

Jung Hao's father gave up his best strength to stand up, but he could not stand up and became a seat for the 150-centimeter-tall boy.

Jung Hao squatted in front of him and said, "You better not repeat that again. The kid above you is a little special."

"S... Who the hell is this kid?" ask Jung Hao's father.

"Fried rice fanatics."

Jung Hao patted Radja on the shoulder and offered her a nice fried rice so that her father could sit properly.

"Oh, where's the cafeteria?"

"Cantin?"

All of Hao's family looked dumbfounded hearing Radja unleash her power just to eat fried rice.

"Although the price of fried rice here is very expensive, let me show you a pretty interesting canteen." Jung Hao takes Radja to the fancy restaurant next door.

"Rico, don't lose. Lose wrong once, you have to push up 100 thousand times!" said Radja pointed at Rico who wanted to follow him.

Jung Hao and Radja went to a restaurant where there was a lot of food. Despite moving places, they could still see a slightly chaotic match as Rico challenged all the fighters.

Radja eats with her hands. "Ah, this is an elite version of brawl. Did I come, too, but they look weak."

Radja's bold statement was heard by the old geezer who was eating next to him. "A young man so confident."

"Hi, grandpa you look so strong." Radja brandished the chicken bones that had just come out of his mouth.

"Haha, it's been a long time that no one has said I'm strong." The old grandfather approached Radja and sat on the floor with her.

"Hehe I'm very good at judging people."

"Who do you think will win this match?"

"Rico will never lose." Radja said something very bold.

"Haha, you mean my grandson will lose easily?"

"Even you can't penetrate Rico's skin. I smell a dungeon on your shirt, by the way. Could it be that you just finished the dungeon?" ask Radja while stacking the 12th plate.

"You even know that, actually I hate the strange dungeons that always appear in this region." The old grandfather looked at the fight with a sweet smile.

In fact, he was also surprised to see the 150-centimeter boy successfully evaluate his strength. On the other hand his grandson was actually beaten up by a man named Rico easily.

"Oh, means a lot of interesting places here. Bro, do you have money to stay here for a week?" tanya Radja looks at Jung Hao.

"If money matters of course I have, but this place is very special. So money isn't everything here."

"It's heaven for poor people like me. Grandpa, I can stay here without paying, right?" ask Radja without shame.

"Haha, it depends on your strength. If you can hit me just once, you can stay here as much."

The old man stood up and straightened his back. His body looked extremely muscular when his clothes were slightly exposed.

Radja stood up while carrying a plate of fried rice, his free left hand directly smashed into the old grandfather until he collapsed.

Panicked, Radja slaps the old man with a plate full of fried rice. "Old man, you don't turn it off. Who will allow me to enter this territory!" his yell.

Old grandfather woke up, his face was full of fried rice. "Did I lose?"

"Thank God grandpa, I thought you were dead." Radja sat back and took the other plate. He asked for one more portion because the other was spilled.

"How can his punch get past my defense!" said the old grandfather in his heart.

Rico beat up all the contestants and some of the head of the family who did not accept. However, Rico and the thugs were not hurt in the least.

"Boss, I'm done." Rico follows Radja to the restaurant.

"Oh, let's order. Old grandpa will pay for it, I just won a bet with him."

Rico and the thugs saw the old man lying on the floor. "You beat him up, Bang*at!"