《Bang : reincarnated as parrot》Chapter 6
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(ANGRY)
YOU WHAT !!!!!!!
I slam my hands on table and looked at her in disbelief and anger .
She slowly take steps backward with scared expression .
All that trauma because mistake
A fucking mistake you say right
Heavy breathing
I said while staring at her
She gulp
She smiles and laughs awkwardly trying to
And said um ..........................mrbang we are really sorry about all trauma you have to go through but don't worry we will fix this
She laughs awkwardly .
Fix ? You say huh mr.GOD
what about my entire life which you screwed up . My whole life is your fault isn't it
TELL ME i scream
(Heavy breathing )
Whats your problem with me
I glare at her
She looked
Um .. gulp
I ........i am not god mr.bang .
I am just worker hear
On back people in line talking
From back i heard a familiar voice yelling at me .
Hey pervert have you not learn your lesson yesterday or i have to teach you again .
I inhale
And turn around
( angry )
It woman from yesterday who beaten me and spit on me for no reason
Grrrrrr
I walked towards her
(Steel spell )
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
PUNCH !!
I punch her face with all force
Heavy breathing
She fall down
Hey he is assaulting that poor woman hold him . Someone from crowd said
Crowd grab me and push me down on ground and picked bitch up
While counter woman trying to calm everyone
Her nose is bleeding
She check her nose and glare at me
Heavy breathing
You shit . bitch said
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
She jump on me and start punching
Counter women run inside
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
FIRE SPELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL !!
BOOOOOOOOM !!!
A blast happan and she fly away and hit wall
Heavy breathing
Then i try to stand on feet
KICK !!!
I was trying to stand someone kick my face . I fell on ground again and my teeth fell off .
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Heavy breath
Where do you thing your going .
Then they started stomping me
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ( pain)
Door open and bunch of people run toward me and stop crowd and pick me up from ground and give me chair to sit
While they kick crowd out of tower
Phew , we come hear in time
Cough cough
I cough some blood
Its becoming hard to breathe
Heavy breath
Oh my , looked at him fezz quick heal him quickly he will not make it
( anyone who die in kasav world go to god realm and if they die again god relme they disappear out of existence )
That fezz guy rush quickly to heal me
HEAL
He heal me
I feel good
Is he alright now woman with tan said to healer guy
Yes manager
Thats relief tan woman said
I looked at them they just looked like office workers. Ties and etc .
Another woman hands me a glass of juice
I took it
Thank you
And quickly drink it and gave glass to that woman
Do you want anything else mrbang like food or something tan woman said
No
Then tan woman pat my head and said
Oh , you have gone through lot of trauma but everything is okay now .
Then she turn around
Now everyone go back to their work i will handle this tan woman said
You to maria go back to counter and start line again and if anything happens again call someone for help dont just stand there for too long ok tan woman said
Yes , manager counter woman said
Then she turn around to me
Mr.bang how about we take walk outside i need to talk to you about something
I nodded
We walk out of tower and all people standing out side glaring me
Don't worry about them they will not dare to touch you
( Suspicious)
We walking for while and she asking about hear and there
She acting too nice and kind no surprise she trying to cover there mistake as any manager would do
I getting little suspicious about this
Why they all so looked scared and worried and why they are not just send me back
It doesn't making sense
I stop but she still walking
Eh , when you going to send me back to my home
She stop and stays like that for few minutes
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