Treasure Hunter Resurrection Son-in-law Trash

Eps. 16 Hostage of Gwen

“Don't you remember if I helped you so much?” mr. Anderson said again, reminding.

Mervin fell silent and of course he remembered everything. All the words first.

“Mervin, rather than you sitting here for a long time waiting for a buyer I'd better buy all your newspapers so you can go home quickly.”

“Mervin, how many newspapers are you staying today? Here let me buy.”

“Mervin, here's the change take it, you can make capital to buy more newspapers.”

Among the many buyers there are several regular customers, one of which is Mr. Anderson.

He thinks that guy is good. Mervin's newspaper is almost daily exhausted from being bought by Mr. Anderson, and several other men.

And by Mr. Anderson, the paper was distributed to the workers in his office. Yes, he is a manager at a big company. Anyone who wants to can take it.

But it is not every day done by him, it can be once a week or twice. Routine like that.

But now that he had heard the statement just now, Mervin felt that all of the man's kindness was fake. Fake because everything is not sincere.

Fake because the man asked for his reply. Fake because the man expects something from him.

If he had known it turned out that the man's kindness to him had been a fake then he certainly would not have received the kindness of Mr. Anderson, even if it was a fingernail.

At least, being able to talk to him properly was not as pushy as this maybe his mind would be a little different to now on Mr. Anderson.

“If you ask for all the money you have given me, I will return it right now,” Mervin said, trying to guess what the man was thinking and asking for.

But Mervin guessed wrong. It was not that Mr. Anderson was happy with his words, but that the man was increasingly visibly emotional just hearing them. He had no other intention, let alone to find trouble with her.

Nah!

“How arrogant are you, boy! Just a little rich already acting! You said you wanted to give me back all the money I gave you?!” decaknya, while throbbing.

Mr. Anderson felt his pride being trampled by Mervin by saying he would replace all his money. Snot son yesterday afternoon, dare to challenge him. Of course, he was challenged in the end.

Bugh! The man threw a punch in Mervin's face.

“Mr Anderson, you misunderstood my point,” responded, while fending off the attack.

Mervin simply fended off not retaliating because he still remembered the person's kindness despite not liking his words.

“Mistake understand how? Everything is clear. You think your money now is more than mine? So you say it's so easy, to replace it?! I'm so sorry to have helped you all this time it turns out you're like this!” it means long.

Mervin quiet. Because he thinks the man has misunderstood, but he explains it anyway, it seems Mr. Anderson still can not accept. Or not to understand?

“Quick take me to where you get antiques!” tell Mr. Anderson, arbitrarily.

The man turned to pull the collar of Marvin's shirt violently and prepared to raise his hand to hit.

His eyes were very domineering and intimidating.

“Take me there, to where you find a lot of antiques! Fast!” hardcore, rough.

Mervin tried to negotiate.

“Master, What if I give you some money? Just tell me how much I will work on it,” he said, not in a high tone or a snobbish tone.

But still hate once, Mr. Anderson still hates and it can not change his thinking, even more make him hate the arrogance of Mervin.

“I don't need your money! I just want you to take me to where the source of the antiques is!” the hard is firmer.

“Sorry, I cannot, Mr.”

“Good, if it's your decision.don't blame me for acting rude!”

Bagh's!

Bugh!

Bagh's!

Mr. Anderson, directly leaning a blow to Mervin.

“No! Mervin!” gwen shouted from a distance, when she saw her man was silently beaten by an unknown stranger.

Even Mervin is currently battered, because he did not fight it.

Mervin fight him, do not stay still, Gwen's mind, until his hands are squeezed.

Mervin glanced at the trembling-looking Gwen. He also realized that he wanted to make his woman worry about him.

“I'm sorry Mr. Anderson, you started it first.”

Mervin now rises and avenges Mr. Anderson's attack. He hit the man so hard that he fell to the ground.

Hmh! Mr. Anderson got up and rubbed the corners of his lips slightly bloody had been hit by Mervin's punch.

He immediately called for reinforcements. He sent his men as usual in times of urgency.

“Hard him!” he said, after five of his envoys came.

The five men immediately came forward following the orders of his boss and beat up Mervin. Of course being gang-raped by people like that makes Mervin lose.

Not only did it render Mervin helpless, Mr. Anderson also now took Gwen hostage.

“Mervin, help me!” gwen groaned, as Mr. Anderson squinted both of her smooth cheeks.

“You want your wife safe?!” he said, showing a frequent smile on his lips.

“Let go of him!” hardik Mervin, when five executioners Mr. Anderson held him.

But Mr. Anderson deliberately made a show to stir up Mervin's emotions. He didn't even hesitate to flirt with Gwen's neck and make her bleed.

“Stop, Mr Anderson! I'll do whatever you ask as long as you let her go!”

Indeed, that word was awaited by Mr. Anderson earlier.

“OK, I will release your wife and in return you will have to take me to where the treasure is.” he said, with a sneaky smile.

Mervin was forced to submit rather than happen to Gwen.

“Alright, I'll take you there,”

Mervin lately has known how to go to the past consciously. It is enough to stop time, desire to go to the past and a state of urgency.

Nah! Mervin pulled the lever of his watch and time stopped instantly, at that moment he hoped to return to the past.

Zap up! Suddenly a door appeared in front of him.

Mervin then entered the door of the dimension that connects to the past and without being ruled, Mr. Anderson ran into the door.