Chapter 161 Pap's Struggle!
Crisga Jamon's Island: Base Camp: Pap Vs Arwi
Darting at an alarming speed as he nears toward Pap as he sees that he's obviously the only one left to attack, as his partner Pepo battles against Wink, flying at a ready but also still timid Pap with a bored look expressed on his face, Arwi says as he looms right in front of Pap, you see this look on my face kid? Bending slightly down in a crouched position as he stares into Pap's soul, finishing his statement he continues and says, make my time worth me facing you okay.
Zipping as if you blink, you'll miss it type of a first strike to set the tone, Arwi rockets off four light speed punches to Pap's cranium, with his bell rung as he stands motionless and confused as to what just transpired just now, Pap says as he is already in a state of shock and disbelief, .... huh...wha...did....yo-. Not wasting any ounce of his time, Arwi fires off another super head splitting shot straight to the center of Pap's face, making him shoot back off his feet like a cannon ball out of a cannon, sending the little lad hurling into a whole row of base camp tents.
Taking his eyes off his battle for a quick second as hears a loud crash, Wink says to himself, Holy shit. Was that the kid or his opponent? Appearing right in front of Wink with his god-awful smile still painted on his face, Pepo says, you know it's rather rude to look away from someone trying to end your life ya know! Snapping his head back immediately to face what's in front of him, Wink without even thinking about his move, just fires off a perfect quick right jab, dodging the fast snappy strike with a tinge of glee expressed on his pleased mug, Pepo says with happiness in his voice, not bad muscle reactions! Let me guess your a boxer!
With his face serious as hell as he darts out a couple more basic jabs, responding back, Wink says with pride in his aggressive tone, hell ya I'm Boxer mate. Best in the whole damn world, so don't sleep on me. Grinning even creeper with a Rapey face stretched out, Pepo says as he twirls like a ballerina in front of Wink, as his eyes motion into perplexity at what is happening right in front of him, stopping on a dime, instantly shifting his firearm to his left hand, Pepo shoots Wink point blank in his right foot, is that so Mr. Boxer! I guess l'm not your match then because, fun fact I don't like playing fair!
Stunned as his foot is now bleeding all over the ground, Wink says in grimacing pain, fucking bitch! Just like his comrade did to Pap, but in a different fashion as he has partially crippled the boxing gunman Wink in place, with no hesitation in his next move, Pepo beings to pistol whip the shit out of Wink all over like a pimp smacking a whore. Unable to react fast enough as he tanks every brutalizing hit from the butt of the gum, with every swing more gruesome than the last as blood fly's everywhere as it paints the once brown soil crimson red. Relenting just a tad to see his fucked up handy work as he stares with bliss on his psychotic face at a now bruised and blood-soaked Wink, Pepo says, didn't see that coming right!
End of Chapter 161