
Back then there had stood some people in black suits complete with shiny shoes and also dark sunglasses, making the look one by one of them like a classy group.
When the three young men stepped on the floor of the building, suddenly a dozen guards made a row as if blocking the road they passed.
Franky quickly set foot in front of each guard and showed him who he was.
"Go away, I'm Franky Jogger!!" The young man mentioned his identity.
Hearing the name of the young man, a dozen people were frightened and gave way to the three young men.
Then the three young men walked forward down a path that looked like a passageway to reach a place within it.
After a long walk the three young men saw a door that was emitting a brighter light than the lights of the hallway.
Bryan looked so curious about what was going on there and so did Nett.
But it does not apply to Jogger, however the young man has long worked in this place as a mercenary from a mafia boss.
And Franky was telling the truth if he was fighting for a mob boss named Floyd.
Next step by step they do until they get to the door that looks bright.
Without a doubt they entered it, and there was a pretty scary sight to Nett.
Right now they were seen above the stands looking down at some of the fighters above a Boxing Ring.
Watching that Bryan was quite sneering with it all.
How could a place like this be loved? That made him angry saw the bodies of the dead fighters piled up where.
It was of course very scary for Nett, because after all the Youth was accustomed to a luxurious place and also full of everything he wanted.
But not true of Franky, the young man had also killed many fighters who were in one Ring with him!! So it's common for that guy.
Likewise with Bryan, when he was the command of the war forces at that time the young man had killed many people who wanted to take over the world power in the past.
"How could a place like this be so popular?" Nett then said with a hint of fear.
"This is the turnaround of money so quickly obtained!! At the cost of a life, so the rich are very fond of him to make his wealth multiply" Franky explained.
"Very disgusting!!" Then Nett replied with disrespect.
"Some people legalize everything for their own personal benefit, and also make life as entertainment!!" Bryan added an explanation of this.
"Yes, but anyway those who died there have been prepared with his consequences!! They do that just as I want to get paid money for the necessities of life and family that are met" Franky also adds to the conversation about it and points to a few piles of bodies in a corner of the room.
As Nett and Jogger spoke to each other, Bryan looked to turn his head in all directions.
Franky who saw Bryan had understood what the young man was doing, Bryan drew the whole room and at the same time looked for the place where Floyd was.
At that moment Bryan's eyes were fixed on the glass room ,there is a bald man with a lifespan ranging from 40 years to 45 years complete with a white coat stelan that sucks a cigar in his left hand.
Outside the glass room some people were also standing on standby, and Bryan thought that it was still part of the bodyguard.
As Bryan thought about all of this, a voice came from Franky, "What are our next plans for Bryan?"
"For now we are still walking with our hearts, I am still thinking about how we can meet Floyd in person" Bryan replied, staring at the man sitting casually in the glass room.
"Bryan, you have to take responsibility for everything!! I don't want to die in this place" Nett who was so frightened also spoke.
Hearing that Bryan only smiled with Nett's attitude, however the young man had no experience of this and Bryan tried to train him to get used to the situation.
"Franky, maybe you'll get in trouble first!" Bryan said again.
"I already know about it, I'll leave it all to you!" Franky who had felt that replied calmly and looked at Bryan with confidence.
"Well, me and Nett will try every way to take care of the rest!" Bryan replied to the conversation.
Nett who did not understand all that just looked stupid with the conversation of the two young men while opening his mouth noticed these two friends.
"Come on, speak more clearly!! I don't understand what you're saying!!" The restless Nett began to ask with what plan they were taking.
"Nett, watch from now on!! In two to three more minutes our existence will soon be exposed, just that their main goal is Jogger!! We wait for an opportunity when everything is a little quiet" Bryan replied explaining a little of the problems that would come to Nett.
Surely it did not take long, a floodlight pointed at Franky then accompanied by a microphone that said "Welcome OUR FIGHTERS, EVERYONE HAS BEEN WAITING FOR ACTION FROM A FRANKY JOGGER!!"
Hearing that Nett frowned astonished at what had just happened, then said " Hey come on, where did you know this was going to happen Bryan?"
"Nett, look at the glass space over there!! They've been watching us for a long time as well as Jogger's whereabouts, so sooner or later we'll be dragged into trouble!!" Bryan answered while staring at the glass room.
Then Nett set his sights on the direction Bryan was talking about.
"I don't think you guys are soldiers or policemen though!! How could the eye level you have be so domineering?" Javan Nett is down.
"Forget it, Nett stay focused on every situation!! and also for you Jogger did it all..." Bryan tried to give an order.
"Okay, I'll be down!! Take care of yourself" Jogger replied later.
Bryan just smiled at it.
However, the Unaccustomed Nett to this kind of circumstance could only make a small sound to himself "Did you not think of dragging me into the coffin of death?"
Not long after that Jogger had stood in a Ring that was under the stands while waiting for some fighters who would challenge him.
In the glass room Floyd was so happy with the young man's presence again, however Franky had not fought for him for a long time.
But Floyd began to show suspicion towards the two friends Franky brought.
His eyebrows wrinkled when he saw the two Jogger friends and whispered something to one of the guards behind him.