Bald Gojo Novels & Stories

"Go take a look!" "Ayo! There's no need for that. We don't need anything from there anymore!" Before the bodyguards could move, Balaro stopped them and nodded at Chad. "Hello, Mr. Jennings. I'm Balaro Yamamoto, and it's a pleasure to meet you." Chad had planned to ignore them, but he was taken aback when he saw Balaro's eyes. Balaro had two pupils in each eye, which was extremely unusual! Chad experienced an unbearable burning sensation on his forehead during their brief eye contact, as if an iron had branded it. His Clairvoyant Eye unexpectedly opened.

He was so fast and powerful that he could not only attack four people at once, but he could suppress them with the wave of his hand! Omar and the others did not look so great after witnessing the man's potential. "You're definitely not just an apprentice!" Omar spat out a sentence with great difficulty. Although the opponent just waved his blade at will, it almost stopped the blood flow in Omar's body. Hence, Omar could barely open his mouth as he still felt extremely uncomfortable in his chest. "You're right, I'm not an apprentice!" the man smiled, "I'm the Ninth Sacred Sect's outer disciple, Pablo Goff. That way, at least you'll know whose hands you died in."

After a while, the bald man said, “You’re new, right? Do you know what happened to the security guard who ruined my plan? I crippled his arm on the spot. If he hadn’t run fast, his leg would have been broken.” After the bald man finished speaking, he turned around and looked at the woman with a wretched expression, like a hungry wolf looking at food in its mouth. Jack’s face was filled with black lines. ‘F*ck. So arrogant. Why don’t you take a look at whose chassis this belongs to? This is my chassis.’ Jack glanced at them coldly. The four hooligans only had a maximum combat value of 40. Fighting with him was simply courting death. It would not be challenging at all.

Roman puts his hand on his chest, he couldn't understand why his heart was beating so out of control, he was afraid that she would hear it and then labeled him as some pervert. The next opponent to go to the stage was another bulky guy who happens to be a bald head even though he didn't look that old. He was a no-name pretentious guy. From the moment he set his feet on the stage, he was already telling Jago to withdraw from the stage in advance and even said that Jago was only able to win because Ike was just a useless old man. Many people were instantly angry when they heard this. Without waiting for him to say any nonsense again, Jago moved closer and gave him a punch on the jaw, his raw p

Although he was found late, Li avoided the punch with his more agile body. Li Jie released the bald man's right hand, took a step back, and directly attacked the bald man's left arm. Because the left fist attack failed before, the bald man had no time to take back his left hand to defend, and was hit hard by Li Jie. This time Li Jie is angry, no force and also used internal work.

A boon in disguise for the family. Another bamboo fell, leaving the hollow sound hanging in the air as it met with the rest of the woods on the forest floor. Ugo's bright eyes widened as her father began the 'wind-bird dance of the nine moons'. It was a deadly skill and one which can only be used by a swordmaster.

The man asked with caution, kung kanina he was treating as if I was weak prey that he doesn’t need to get serious with, now he’s treating me with cautious eyes. I smile at him and didn’t reply instead, I pointed above using my chin. But as expected he didn’t fell for tricks, malulungkot na sana ako if it was really a trick but I was damn serious about it. In instant! A bright sword covered with holy aura hack towards the bald man! The attack came from above! It was from Zen! The bald man reacted a little to late thus, he lifted his sword to protect his head much slower. Clang!

a bulky guy in a leather jacket replied. “Ya! Suho.” A guy with a plaster on his face spoke. He was the same guy who bullied Go-eun the first time. “Don’t play almighty here. “ “We just made things simpler for you. Look at you now, you get what you deserved.” Added a lanky man sporting a hip hop ensemble of low-waisted jeans and an oversize shirt.

The bald man hesitated for a bit before saying in a soft tone, "Mister Aares, Alexander is not weak. Shouldn't we…" Mark narrowed his gaze maliciously. "Okay, then! Since he knows how to fight, I'll make sure he admits defeat! Saber, call Zoro and John. Get them to come over right away!" The bald man, nicknamed Saber, was delighted. Zoro and John were pros Mark hired from abroad. They were usually training in recluse. They were Mark's card up his sleeve! He had to pay them 15 million dollars for every task he had for them. They were indisputably highly skilled. One of them alone could go up against 100 fighters!

*we're going to the hospital, you have to get yourself examined* Genzo stated worriedly Key waved him off *forget it, I'm fine, the few scratches don't bother me. So she decided to go jogging with Genzo in the mornings to get her condition back on track, and she got better and better at training too. 4 days before the EM she held 98 balls and her goal was to grab all 100, tomorrow she had the last chance to do so