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It’s time to give in Shut up, Olivia yelled at the top of her lungs Well well. I didn’t know my music was that bad, a bearded man with a scarf wrapped around his neck and wearing a tie-dye poncho reached out to her. Oh. I am so sorry sir I wasn’t talking to you, No harm, young lady. Please let me introduce myself, my name is Frank polio, I am the head coordinator of a afterschool music circulum I’m in the area Nice to meet you, Olivia said as she shook his head. My name is .... Jill

There’s only one who is left before him. My breathing hitched when I noticed how bulky the man was. He was tall as Ethan, with enormous muscles curved and veins popping on his arms. Ethan is not as tall as he is in his human form. I couldn’t help but get worried about this fight. It’s like I am watching a wrestling match with both opposite powers live.

What the hell is happening? I can't move. I try to lift my body, my arms, my hands, even my legs so I can stop whatever is happening if I could just knee him in the nuts and be home free. But nothing is reciting it's like they've all gone on strike and decided to state their offence not to work. I want to scream and tell him to stop but my voice is tangled in a moan as he flicks his tongue over my private parts. I've only ever let one man go there and he betrayed me the moment I pushed him away.

I thought Pablo and his gang were the scariest-looking men I had laid my eyes on in a long time, but the man standing adjacent to me reminded me of Hercules. He stood a reasonable distance away, yet one could easily see he was brawny. His well-defined muscles hugged his shirt that had a few buttons opened and the top and the sleeves rolled up as if he had come prepared for a fight, but his hands were tucked casually into his pant pockets. “Who the fuck are you?” Pablo brawled.

Maybe he had come back early! She frowned when she saw the muscled man standing by the boom box, grinning. He was pumped with huge swollen muscles. His head was shaved and he had striking blue eyes and a blondish goatee. He stood at about 5'10" and wore lycra workout pants and a sweat shirt with arms cutout. It said USMC just like Christopher's shirts did. Her attitude perked. Had his troop returned, after-all?

"Do you know how he killed people? He's a trainer, the kind that specializes in teaching people to lift weights. He doesn't play music in his gym, he plays 'Tom and Jerry'. One time during training just put on the funniest episode, more than twenty trainees laughed until they smashed themselves to death, and he came in." I was completely dumbfounded, my brain lumped together and only just turned back around. "Did he look strong to you? Like he was powerful? His arm muscles look the biggest in the whole room, right?" I nodded numbly. Madman narrowed his eyes and smiled. "All the new Slave feel the same way, haha, in fact, he has a scary muscle for nothing, but the person is a coward, others c

Turns out, it’s just this guy? A muscular man stood up. His chest muscles were extraordinarily developed and he looked like a boxer. He grinned and said savagely, “Boy, don’t worry. My punch is going to be strong and fast. I can guarantee that I can break your bones with a single punch!” The moment he said this, he clenched his fist and brought it down on Cyrus’ shoulder. Sure enough, as he said, the punch was strong and fast. However, for Cyrus, it was too slow.

One of Martel's men stepped forward, pointing an accusing finger at Mystical Chubby. With a swift move, Mystical Chubby seized the man's hand and twisted it. A sickening snap filled the air as the man's finger wilted. The man howled in agony. "You're asking for it!" came a stern voice as a fist flew toward Mystical Chubby. The attacker was a martial artist, boasting an impressive level of skill known as warrior ultimate mastery. Snap! Mystical Chubby remained seated, unfazed. A wave of force emanated from him, and the man's arm was jolted out of its socket.

Aiden : what has she ever done to you? Man : she attracted me in the way that no other has ever done to me with her bump. She is used by you, still I am willing to accept her. Aiden : you bastard…. He was going to punch him when that man points his gun to calista. Man : aww how can you not remember your friend?? Making a sad pout, he spoke. Aiden : WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?? FUCKER… Shouted Aiden. Man : remember your best friend from childhood. When you both started working for that mafia?

Guston who was among the men turned to look at him and said; " big bro, you should join us. " The man glanced side ways at him. Guston shrank his neck as he was about to tell him it was fine if he didn't want to. But just then the man got up and went close to the table. Those watching were dumbfounded, as Mr Acosta isn't someone who would usually play this kind of games. It seems he's in a good mood today, some thought. Even Guston was astonished to see his big bro participate in this kind of game for the first time in two years.