Old Hayface and his two juniors were curled up on the ground, clutching their heads, knocked out cold from the beating.However, through it all, they barely made a peep, they took their licks like champs!They were used to that kind of treatment, after all!Mosby had that nasty habit, whenever things did not go his way, he would take it out on others by doling out beatings!However, today, he had gone too far, knocking them out cold!"Ronan, you old coot, I've given you endless riches, miracle pills, and treasures galore, I have been more than generous, and yet you still won't hand over that map fragment…"When it's your life or the map, you choose the map! I've tried it all, sweet talk, tough talk, every trick in the book, but you're just unbreakable!"And now, Andrew—that little punk—hasn't done a thing for you, and you just up and give him the map fragment for nothing?" The more Mosby stewed on it, the hotter his anger burned, his eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets!
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