THE MAFIA OF LAW
SECTION 109'S
“Tak what. I just love watching you sweat. I also like the smell of your typical sweat.” Yuli hugged Christ from behind.
Some women who saw him began to continue their activities after seeing Yuli hug Christ with affection.
Yuli grunts. “Basic women itchy. They still look at other men, even though they have their own partner. Feel it,” he murmured in heart.
After exercising, Christ also took a break in the waiting room and drank as much water as possible, to replace fluids lost after exercise.
When going back to the room, there was a little dispute in the fitness center.
A tourist from a foreign national who was also a visitor from the hotel made a fuss. Beat up local people who were also exercising at the gym.
The problem is very trivial. The foreign tourist did not accept when one of the hotel security officers reprimanded him.
The foreign tourist used the equipment in the fitness center carelessly, which would have damaged the facilities owned by the hotel.
And when one of the guards reprimanded him, the Tourist went on a rampage and hit the security guard. He felt the security guard reprimanding him with harsh words.
Though not so real. Satpam only carries out its obligations to regulate hotel security, but the Tourist himself is indeed a little song.
BAK BUK BAK BUK Many times the security guard received a blow to fall, and the Tourist still kicked it.
Even a lone security guard can't fight it. The tourist had a higher and greater physique than him. It is almost 190 meters high with a thick and muscular body.
Everyone in the fitness center also did not want to interfere in the business. They would rather be quiet than risk.
But not with Christ. He always disliked seeing others who were persecuted.
“Wait! Where you going? I don't want to see you fight.” Yuli forbids Christ as Christ moves out of his seat. Holds his hand so he doesn't leave.
“No, Yuli. Look at that security guard. Don't you feel sorry for him? I still have to help him.”
“I'll be fine. You know my abilities, don't you? I'm very good at fighting.”
“Good. Then, be careful.”
Christ smiled, then went to help the security guard.
Christ pushed the Tourist, then sat down to help the security guard.
“You all right, sir? Can you stand?”
The security guard was silent and groaned in pain. It seemed like the Tourist was beating him with all his might.
“Who are you? Do you want to die? Take care of your business, don't you interfere in my business.”
Although a tourist, but, he is very fluent in conversing with Indonesian.
“Soide you!”
As the Tourist was about to hit the security guard, the sound of the shifting hand bones sounded quite loud. Christ twisted the tourist's hand, then slammed it.
The tourist stood up again. He mounted the horses, roared hard and again attacked Christ.
The two of them attacked each other, fending off and dealing blows to each other. The tourist was quite good at fighting, but, also no less great with Christ.
Christ used a sweat towel for boxing gloves. Wrap the towel around his right hand.
Not one hundred percent Christ showed his ability. He simply stood up and casually dodged and countered the Tourist with punches leading to his weak points.
Heartburn, jaw, thighs. Christ attacked all those parts with a pretty hard punch. At the end, Christ took off the towel from his hand, then wrapped the towel around the neck of the Tourist and BUKKK!!!!
