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’, This time Sugriva was on fire. Bali jostled Sugriva, ‘Otherwise… you will be killed by me…Idiot’, Bali left the iron rod from the corner of the design department and raised it for attacking. Sugriva was afraid. He ran away. Bali was behind him, ‘Sugriva… Stop. Today is your last day on the Neptune. Soon, you will be with Shiva.’, Bali threw the rod, and it hit the back of Sugriva. He fell. Bali reached, left the rod, and smashed on the Sugriva’s right shoulder. Sugriva screamed. Sugriva gathered some energy and tried to run again. Somehow, he managed and escaped from the industry. Bali was still behind him. They both were on the street road of Kishkindha.

"Brick I got them all out, BRICK!" The hulking brute of a werewolf had been silent as he lay on her living room floor with his eyes closed and his breathing nonexistent.

From the looks of it, her team mates were winning. Her eyes grew wider when Fumiya grabbed the swiss knife and burried it on player 5's chest. She watched as the blood came out from his body. She couldn't believe how easy it seemed for them to stab someone. She covered her mouth when Shaun broke player 6's neck. She felt... sick. She knows what her team mates were capable of, but she couldn't believe that she actually witnessed it herself. She couldn't watch it anymore. She ran outside of the room as her hands was still covering her mouth. She's really gonna throw up any minute now.

> POV: Carrie I wаnt to scream, but nоthіng comes out. Aрrіl lооkѕ tеrrіfіеd, аnd rіghtlу ѕо, hеr аttасkеr іѕ hugе аnd he’s not alone. Thе hulkѕ аrе drеѕѕеd in blасk, wіеldіng dіrtу gunѕ.

As I make it to the entrance a woman holding a baby in one of those sling things walks up, I smile moving aside letting her go first, she was carrying a little baby that could get cold more easily than me. I walk in after her seeing the cashier Rick smiling behind the counter, I send him a quick smile heading towards the milk section to finally get my milk to make scrambled eggs. As I pick the milk up off the aisle a mans very loud voice fills the little shop. "Everyone get down!" He shouts his voice echoing, I place my beloved milk back walking to the side to see what the commotion was when I see two masked men, all in black holding rather big guns in their hands.

The female bodyguard, who had her legs crushed by the thousand pound metal rack earlier, was now drenched in blood as she laid on the ground, suffering fractures in multiple areas. Facing the nine assassins, Alex used the metal rack as a weapon and swung it violently at them. The sight of his attacks at the time were insanely shocking. All the assassins couldn’t help but feel that… their minds were being trampled on by a stampede of llamas. Were they certain that they did not go into a wrong superhero movie set where The Hulk went on a rampage? Why else could there be such a maniac whose body did not look sturdy, yet he had immense strength of a brute?

Dillon scrawled out his message. First, The Hulk is the dumbest and most useless of them all! No restraint, just SMASH! Plus, what about the contractors and ordinary people that have to clean up after his destruction? What about those poor souls? Does your "brawn and brains Banner" pay for damages and reimburse families for their dead loved ones? Anyway, hmm food wise, can you get me a Coke icee and maybe 'kittles? Purple bag?

Ishtiyaq leaned in, his own voice a blade. “And don’t make me forget that blood doesn’t excuse cruelty.” The air between them was electric, suffocating. Timtim, trembling, clutched the blazer tighter and whispered, “Please… stop.” But the men didn’t move. Across the room, Farhad Qureshi leaned forward in his chair, eyes gleaming like a predator scenting blood. His lips curved into that same slow, wicked smile as he murmured to himself, “Ah… perfect. The cracks are already there. Now all I need is to press, and the empire will collapse on its own.”

The huge guy suddenly became aggressive, taking menacing steps closer to me. When Rachael came into my mind, I had liked the idea of meeting with the so called boss. But then, the useless retarded bastard, who bore a strikingly resemblance to Hulk was trying to threaten me. He was way uglier than Hulk. He was seven feet tall, muscular with hefty beefy biceps and extremely dark skinned, like a tar.

I tried my age which didn’t work. I tried my birthdate and it didn’t work, but the second I tried my birth year it opened. - End Of Chapter 28: Eat & Code -