Treasure Hunter Resurrection Son-in-law Trash

Eps. 22 Guests Or Villains?

Mervin immediately jumped into the dimensional door because at this time the door was said to be hovering in the air roughly 60 cm from the ground.

“Hopefully, the door closes soon before the bear gets here,” he said, hoping.

“7...8..9...” Mervin calculated for himself to know exactly when the door would close.

In the ninth second, the bear was in front of Mervin.

“Why did he get here so fast?” restless, seeing the bear now jump towards him.

Fortunately Mervin prepared the little dagger before leaving and now it can be used.

Shats! Mervin threw the dagger into the black bear's chest.

Groars! The bear roared, feeling sick. He fell from the door on the 10th count.

“Fyuh! Fortunately, it was almost just that,” murmured in relief. And the door was closed then and there.

Akhs! Mervin again circled his body in void space through the passage of time.

Bugh! He returns to Grandpa Ethan's house and stands up.

“I only got this, because of the intruder,” his great-grandson took out a gold bar from his pocket.

Actually, if there were no Dawson infiltrating earlier, Kelvin planned to find something really active that had never been brought home before.

But because of the intruder, it was enough for him to return safely and only bring one piece of gold bullion. Even then the price is quite high later if sold.

“I'd better go home now, Gwen will be waiting for me,”, remember her promise to Gwen.

Mervin immediately lifted his foot from there.

“She's gone...” murmured someone, from a hidden place outside the house.

The muscular man with the chain tattoo on his left arm came out of hiding. Mervin didn't know that there were other people watching him.

Clack! Even now the man opened by force the door of the house that had been locked.

“I didn't see Dawson out of the house. Is he still where the treasure is?” he muttered, looking for Dawson.

Call it the guy was Reel. He was one of the gangsters in Berlin who was famous for being cruel and feared. While Dawson is also one of the gangster members but different from Reel.

“Basil the greedy one must not want to come back because he was busy carrying all the treasures that were there, ck!” pancakes, throbbing.

Reel then checked every household. He wondered how to get to the place where the abundant treasure was.

“Where is the secret door?” the village was furious, after inspecting the entire contents of the room.

Even he who was careless after a while looking, and did not find it made the house a mess.

“Do not master the treasure yourself. The agreement at the beginning of us is clear, if you break it then know your taste!” again, harder.

out there the two of them did indeed strike a deal to work together to infiltrate and follow new in search of treasure and then the results were divided equally.

“Dawson!” call him again, for the umpteenth time.

Because there was no response, he threatened again.

“Awas just you! Finish your history after this if I meet you. Huh!” difficult, threaten.

Reel left the house upset. He even slammed the door violently while closing it.

***

“I will post it on social media account now,” chirped Gwen, after staring at the stuff brought by Melvin and now meet her glass display case.

That morning Gwen and Mervin cleaned and arranged their storefronts.

More precisely polishing it. Like gold that we usually use if long stored or contaminated with various substances in the air, it will make the color fade and reduce its luster.

“Gwen, please get the cloth,” said Mervin, who was cleaning one by one the treasures he found.

“This lap, dear,” reply, hand over the white lap then stare back at the screen of his phone.

Mervin polishes the antique with a special liquid so that it will restore its luster, and make the item shine again like a new item.

“Kurasa, all these objects are ready to be immortalized,” great-grandson Gwen, immediately stood up once Mervin was finished starting an antique.

Czechoslovakia! Gwen knew all the antique photos one by one and then she immediately put them on social media as before.

“We just wait for the buyer to come,” said Mervin, who now switched to sitting next to Gwen.

That night, suddenly there was a mysterious you coming to the house.

“Who to look for?” eric asked, It just so happened that he opened the door.

“I want to meet Mr. Mervin,” he replied, briefly.

Eric watched the man and scanned him from toe to head. A strange man with many tattoos on his hands.

“He is not there,” he replied directly, after considering if the guest might just create trouble at his house.

“Bring me to meet him! If not, then you will..” The man then moved one finger quickly towards his neck like slashing. “kiek!”

Erik cold hot instantly heard and saw what the mysterious man had done just now. It would be terrible if it were done to him.