Treasure Hunter Resurrection Son-in-law Trash

Eps. 37 Take Back

Shit!” mervin shouted as he turned his head back and the stamp album had disappeared from his hands.

Woof! Max, who was outside the store, came in and pulled Mervin's pants, got him out of the store.

Woof!

“Max, what's up?” mervin said to his dog.

For him the dog was smart even though it was a small child. He also seems to understand what he is talking about.

Some time ago, Mervin trained him to hunt rats in the streets. And the result is quite satisfactory. Max can find 5 rat nests in a field quickly.

Not only that. Mervin orders Max to guard and protect the house from strangers. And it turns out Max managed to catch a street beggar who was found almost stealing. And there are many more Max's intelligence that is very long when discussed.

Woof! Max pointed at a button of a black shirt that had fallen down nearby.

Mervin knitted his brows seeing that the button was not his.

“It belonged to the man earlier,” he said quickly. He remembered the man's matching color and buttons, black with a blue notch in the middle.

Woof!

“Max, where are you going?” Mervin saw the dog running out after sniffing the black button earlier.

“Max! Wait!” Mervin then ran quickly to follow Max who had run in the streets.

Max ran away. If calculated it may already be 700 meters from the Mervin store is located. And he just stopped in front of a building that looked foreign to Mervin.

“ Whose home or office is this?” muttered Mervin, looking at his front house.

He should have known the house because it was not far from the store. But this was the first time he saw the house, really. Or maybe he was the one who paid less attention to it so he did not know the house.

Woof!

Max breaks into the pale green house.

Mervin followed inside the house. He had just set foot at the entrance. Someone has welcomed him.

The mysterious all-black man with a coat on his back, who else if not Mr. Robinson.

“Shiit! The man snorted. “How did you find me?” cry Mr. Robinson.

The man stared intently at Max who was behind him and also Mervin who was in front of him.

“Max, out!” Mervin's orders.

He did not want his dog to get hurt or get into trouble between himself and Mr. Robinson.

Woof! Max obeyed Mervin and got out of the house.

Now Mervin lives with Mr. Robinson alone in the room. Both of them threw sharp and cold gazes.

“Mr Robinson, return my stamp album now,” Mervin said firmly.

He tried to speak well before taking decisive action. Because basically, he is a patient man. If impatient, how could Gwen be captivated by him and defend him desperately in front of his father.

“This is fake. So it's free if you keep it and before you throw it away, then let me keep it,” Mr. Robinson replied that he was good at tongue-licking.

“If it's fake why do you want it? I think you finally figured out which ones are real and which ones aren't. And that's your mode alone as an excuse to take mine.”

“I don't think it's any use arguing with you at length. Just so you know that the goods that have been in my hands will not be possible to be taken by anyone even though he is the number one strongest person in this city.”, said Mr. Robinson, seeming to underestimate the power of Mervin.

Indeed, from the appearance of Mervin with a height of 170 centimeters and his muscle line that does not stand out like most other muscular men, coupled with the moderate weight and the glare of my eyes make it look weak in front of anyone who sees it.

“Good, then we finish everything by force only. If I win then give me back the album perangkoku.” Mervin immediately took a firm step rather than convoluted.

“OK! You go ahead first. If you lose, then your stamp album will be mine!”

Mr. Robinson even throbbed, greatly underestimating Mervin's power.

Such a thin body might just once an attack would instantly break. So it's wrong that I gave him the opportunity to attack me first, Mr. Robinson's mind.

“Never regret if I can hurt you,” said Mervin, looking calm.

In that instant Mervin immediately advanced and launched his attack without hesitation again after seeing and estimating what his opponent's strength was like.

whoos! Without Mr. Robinson guessing, he was a little overwhelmed by Mervin's attacks that cornered him.

Bugh! With one last Mervin attack using Krav Maga abilities that his grandfather had taught him when he was a child, the opponent collapsed as he attacked a vital point in the neck.

“Restore my album.” Mervin immediately picked up his album lying on the table.

“Wait for you to stop!” Just when Mervin was outside the house there was someone who stopped him.