So the Prisoner of Galak Thugs

So the Prisoner of Galak Thugs
19. Who's Name is


For some time, Suri had only exchanged chats with Dayan. The guy was willing to accompany her to talk during Suri's sumptuous sting in this foreign place.


But that activity was interrupted by the arrival of Si I Have No Name And Don't Like to Speak. Either she's from nowhere, because she might explain anything to Suri.


Suri had to walk after him. Descending down, join the sea of humans who were stalking the floor outside the ring.


"Hey." Suri pulled her arm as they jostled. "Lo can't enter the crowd. Your ribs still hurt."


This guy forgot he almost died? Doctor Moris said that his ribs were cracked.


But instead of answering, he again pulled Suri's hand rough. He placed Suri in front of him but with the crowd on his back. He walked until Suri inevitably grabbed his black T-shirt, sheltering from the people's elbow.


What are you trying to get a dying man here? If people follow his ribs a little, the pain will be amazingly forgiving.


The question was answered as they sat in the limited audience seats.


"Lo come here to watch?!" suri shouted emotion, although the sound of her screams muted the crowd and music.


Seriously why is he so much lagak if the edges just want to gamble?!


At least he should ask Suri because Suri does not want to gamble even if the sun suddenly gets cold!


"God! Answer dong if asked!" jerk again.


That person's hand landed on Suri's head, making him jolt in horror. He turned Suri's head forward, like you're turning the robot's head from looking straight ahead.


Then she let go of her hand without caring Suri felt the pain of the hand scar.


At that time, Suri thought, is the one who wants to go up to the ring to tear the body of this goddamn person.


How much does he pay when he talks so much?! His mouth must be swiped the card first so it just opened?


You crazy robot!


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Suri's face gradually pale as the match began.


Did he say he hated fighting? Seeing people beating each other until it bled made Suri imagine her piercing pain.


Suri wants to go home.


But he was stuck here, watching the boxing action of two men who seemed more eager to kill each other.


"Aw!" suri chuckled spontaneously as one of them was hit in the face until it bounced. "Aw, aw, akh!"


The guy beside her turned her head, especially since Suri was holding onto her arm tightly.


Yes, it is Suri dongkol. Not careful, is he? No pain seeing two guys hitting each other?


Unfortunately Suri could not say that, because when he looked around, what seemed to be just a group of people cheering like celebrating a party full of joy, aka really enjoy the violence.


For God's sake, this isn't a sane and mentally healthy place like Suri. He has to get out of here, save himself from insanity.


"Gue lager." Suri made excuses. "Udah ah, just go home. My males are here."


The guy looked at her flat, brushed Suri's hand off her arm again.


He opened the phone, apparently typing something and then kept silent.


Suri clucked in annoyance again. Looking around hoping he finds Dayan.


Indeed Suri had been with Dayan here and there was a fight as well, but Dayan did not force him to look, focusing on telling him that a fighter who managed to kill his opponent would get a lot of money.


He said, the money earned is different if the opponent dies by not dying.


Even though that night Suri did not see the murder under the guise of a fight because the winner chose not to be very cruel.


If there is Dayan, Suri is calmer.


So he hurried to send a chat.


^^Yan, where are you? ^^^


It only took fifteen seconds to be read. Suri did not see him reply.


Just now Suri was about to send another chat, explaining the condition, a hand landed on his shoulder.


"Loha?" Dayan. "My parents, dad?"


Suri wanted to cry to see her angel.


Duh, where's he's so handsome tonight. Suri needs to blink to realize that the jacket that Dayan wears tonight is a VSC jacket.


Who exactly is this guy? First LV now VSC?


But forget about the branded jacket! Suri means, thank God for sending a handsome helper angel.


Hufh, now Suri is safe and there is a capcus.


I am a human suri, the inner Suri is full of confidence. I don't deserve to be here, guys. So let's take it out, plus get away from this crazy guy Who's the Name.


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