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Inside Gregor and Carl's House...
Gregor and Carl just pulled in a giant freshwater salmon that weighed at least 500 pounds. It was worth 250,000 pieces of gold. They preserved it in their bas.e.m.e.nt inside an icebox. Since they just pulled in a giant freshwater salmon they decided to celebrate. Gregor allowed Carl to have some 10-year-old wine. Carl began coughing as he drank the 10-year-old wine. Gregor began chuckling. "That would teach you not to become a drunk when you grow up son." Carl placed the glass of when on the table next to the couch and walked up to the fridge. Carl opened the fridge and pulled out a cold grilled cheese, tossing it onto the microwave. As Carl was about to turn on the tv, Gregor heard a loud knock on the door.
"How could it be?" asked Carl. "Beats me." The knock was heard again but this time it was much louder. "Alright I f.u.c.k.i.n.g coming!" yelled Gregor. Gregor walked up to the door and looked through the keyhole. He saw 4 Malar guards. He immediately ran for his handgun. He slowly opened the door and said: " Can I help you with something gentlemen?" " We are looking for a fugitive." One of the Malar guards pulled out a picture of Cross. "Have you seen this man?" "No, I haven't." Gregor began tightly clenching his handgun that was behind his back. "Even if you haven't seen this vile fugitive we will like to check the house from top to bottom." Gregor gritted his teeth. " Be my guest." Gregor tucked his handgun in his waist pulling his shirt down before letting the 4 Malar guards inside his home. Before Gregor dedicated his life to fishing he served in the military since he was 18. He was now 40 years old. He had been through countless tragedies and dilemmas. He was a skilled judo and karate artist. He claimed the title of captain. However, he went Awol when his wife got pregnant with Carl. His wife died in childbirth. His wife made him promise one thing. Take care of Carl.
The Malar guards were searching everywhere. After 10 minutes the Malar guards stopped searching the house. Gregor noticed one of the Malar guards stuck a cloth in his pocket. Thank you for your cooperation. "If you see this man and capture him you will be claiming a 4 million dollar reward." "Here." The Malar guard handed Gregor a card with a phone number on it. " Don't be afraid to call us, soldier." The Malar guard saluted Gregor. Gregor nodded and tucked the card in his backpack. The Malar guards closed the door. Gregor walked up to the door and locked it. Gregor sat on the couch and breathed heavily. Grey walked up to the microwave and took out his grilled cheese sandwich. As he was about to bite the grilled cheese sandwich, the door was kicked off the hinges. The Malar guards had their guns locked and loaded. One of the Malar guards pulled a blood-drenched cloth. Kill them both. "Carl run!" yelled Gregor. One of the Malar guards began rapidly firing after Gregor. Gregor rolled and pulled out his handgun, shooting one of the Malar guards in the head. Blood and brains splattered everywhere.
As Gregor was about to squeeze the trigger of his handgun, it malfunctioned. The Malar guard began smiling. The Malar guard shot Gregor 5 times, causing him to collapse on the ground. Lucky for Gregor he was wearing a vest. He ran for a kitchen knife, throwing it in The Malar guard's chest. The final guard didn't care a gun. He carried a plasma sword. He sprinted towards Gregor, chopping him on his chest. His vest was chopped in half. Gregor grabbed the guard by his throat, throwing him through the wall. The guard broke his neck. Gregor began breathing heavily. "Carl?!" "Where are you?" Carl was under the kitchen table. " I am ok dad." "Were they looking for Mister Cross?" "Yes." "I am afraid so." Gregor walked outside and looked at the night sky. It began raining. Thunder and lighting were created. He suddenly saw a 9-foot man in the shadows watching him. This 9- foot man was Denim. Denim began walking towards Gregor. " I know how you are." Gregor ran into the house and picked up one of the dead Malar guard's weapons, running out rapidly with after Denim.
The bullets did nothing to Denim. They simply bounced off of Denim's iron chest. Denim began laughing. He grabbed Gregor by his neck, beginning to choke him. " Where is the fugitive Cross Rodriguez?" " I don't know who the f.u.c.k you're talking about. You don't want to play games with me." "At this rate, I just might break your neck." Carl knew his father was in trouble. He picked up his father's malfunctioned handgun, running out of the house. Leave him alone!" yelled Carl. Carl managed to shoot Denim in his head. Smoke surrounded his head. Denim"s tight grip around Gregor"s neck slightly eased up. "Go!" "Run!" Denim began laughing. " Your little weapons will not work on me. Remember that in your next life. Denim appeared in front of Carl and snapped his neck. " Carl!" No!!!!" Gregor instantly broke down.
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Inside Gregor and Carl's House...
Gregor and Carl just pulled in a giant freshwater salmon that weighed at least 500 pounds. It was worth 250,000 pieces of gold. They preserved it in their bas.e.m.e.nt inside an icebox. Since they just pulled in a giant freshwater salmon they decided to celebrate. Gregor allowed Carl to have some 10-year-old wine. Carl began coughing as he drank the 10-year-old wine. Gregor began chuckling. "That would teach you not to become a drunk when you grow up son." Carl placed the glass of when on the table next to the couch and walked up to the fridge. Carl opened the fridge and pulled out a cold grilled cheese, tossing it onto the microwave. As Carl was about to turn on the tv, Gregor heard a loud knock on the door.
"How could it be?" asked Carl. "Beats me." The knock was heard again but this time it was much louder. "Alright I f.u.c.k.i.n.g coming!" yelled Gregor. Gregor walked up to the door and looked through the keyhole. He saw 4 Malar guards. He immediately ran for his handgun. He slowly opened the door and said: " Can I help you with something gentlemen?" " We are looking for a fugitive." One of the Malar guards pulled out a picture of Cross. "Have you seen this man?" "No, I haven't." Gregor began tightly clenching his handgun that was behind his back. "Even if you haven't seen this vile fugitive we will like to check the house from top to bottom." Gregor gritted his teeth. " Be my guest." Gregor tucked his handgun in his waist pulling his shirt down before letting the 4 Malar guards inside his home. Before Gregor dedicated his life to fishing he served in the military since he was 18. He was now 40 years old. He had been through countless tragedies and dilemmas. He was a skilled judo and karate artist. He claimed the title of captain. However, he went Awol when his wife got pregnant with Carl. His wife died in childbirth. His wife made him promise one thing. Take care of Carl.
The Malar guards were searching everywhere. After 10 minutes the Malar guards stopped searching the house. Gregor noticed one of the Malar guards stuck a cloth in his pocket. Thank you for your cooperation. "If you see this man and capture him you will be claiming a 4 million dollar reward." "Here." The Malar guard handed Gregor a card with a phone number on it. " Don't be afraid to call us, soldier." The Malar guard saluted Gregor. Gregor nodded and tucked the card in his backpack. The Malar guards closed the door. Gregor walked up to the door and locked it. Gregor sat on the couch and breathed heavily. Grey walked up to the microwave and took out his grilled cheese sandwich. As he was about to bite the grilled cheese sandwich, the door was kicked off the hinges. The Malar guards had their guns locked and loaded. One of the Malar guards pulled a blood-drenched cloth. Kill them both. "Carl run!" yelled Gregor. One of the Malar guards began rapidly firing after Gregor. Gregor rolled and pulled out his handgun, shooting one of the Malar guards in the head. Blood and brains splattered everywhere.
As Gregor was about to squeeze the trigger of his handgun, it malfunctioned. The Malar guard began smiling. The Malar guard shot Gregor 5 times, causing him to collapse on the ground. Lucky for Gregor he was wearing a vest. He ran for a kitchen knife, throwing it in The Malar guard's chest. The final guard didn't care a gun. He carried a plasma sword. He sprinted towards Gregor, chopping him on his chest. His vest was chopped in half. Gregor grabbed the guard by his throat, throwing him through the wall. The guard broke his neck. Gregor began breathing heavily. "Carl?!" "Where are you?" Carl was under the kitchen table. " I am ok dad." "Were they looking for Mister Cross?" "Yes." "I am afraid so." Gregor walked outside and looked at the night sky. It began raining. Thunder and lighting were created. He suddenly saw a 9-foot man in the shadows watching him. This 9- foot man was Denim. Denim began walking towards Gregor. " I know how you are." Gregor ran into the house and picked up one of the dead Malar guard's weapons, running out rapidly with after Denim.
The bullets did nothing to Denim. They simply bounced off of Denim's iron chest. Denim began laughing. He grabbed Gregor by his neck, beginning to choke him. " Where is the fugitive Cross Rodriguez?" " I don't know who the f.u.c.k you're talking about. You don't want to play games with me." "At this rate, I just might break your neck." Carl knew his father was in trouble. He picked up his father's malfunctioned handgun, running out of the house. Leave him alone!" yelled Carl. Carl managed to shoot Denim in his head. Smoke surrounded his head. Denim"s tight grip around Gregor"s neck slightly eased up. "Go!" "Run!" Denim began laughing. " Your little weapons will not work on me. Remember that in your next life. Denim appeared in front of Carl and snapped his neck. " Carl!" No!!!!" Gregor instantly broke down.
Inside Gregor and Carl's House... Gregor and Carl just pulled in a giant freshwater salmon that weighed at least 500 pounds. It was worth 250,000 pieces of gold. They preserved it in their bas.e.m.e.nt inside an icebox. Since they just pulled in a giant freshwater salmon they decided to celebrate. Gregor allowed Carl to have some 10-year-old wine. Carl began coughing as he drank the 10-year-old wine. Gregor began chuckling. "That would teach you not to become a drunk when you grow up son." Carl placed the glass of when on the table next to the couch and walked up to the fridge. Carl opened the fridge and pulled out a cold grilled cheese, tossing it onto the microwave. As Carl was about to turn on the tv, Gregor heard a loud knock on the door. "How could it be?" asked Carl. "Beats me." The knock was heard again but this time it was much louder. "Alright I f.u.c.k.i.n.g coming!" yelled Gregor. Gregor walked up to the door and looked through the keyhole. He saw 4 Malar guards. He immediately ran for his handgun. He slowly opened the door and said: " Can I help you with something gentlemen?" " We are looking for a fugitive." One of the Malar guards pulled out a picture of Cross. "Have you seen this man?" "No, I haven't." Gregor began tightly clenching his handgun that was behind his back. "Even if you haven't seen this vile fugitive we will like to check the house from top to bottom." Gregor gritted his teeth. " Be my guest." Gregor tucked his handgun in his waist pulling his shirt down before letting the 4 Malar guards inside his home. Before Gregor dedicated his life to fishing he served in the military since he was 18. He was now 40 years old. He had been through countless tragedies and dilemmas. He was a skilled judo and karate artist. He claimed the title of captain. However, he went Awol when his wife got pregnant with Carl. His wife died in childbirth. His wife made him promise one thing. Take care of Carl. The Malar guards were searching everywhere. After 10 minutes the Malar guards stopped searching the house. Gregor noticed one of the Malar guards stuck a cloth in his pocket. Thank you for your cooperation. "If you see this man and capture him you will be claiming a 4 million dollar reward." "Here." The Malar guard handed Gregor a card with a phone number on it. " Don't be afraid to call us, soldier." The Malar guard saluted Gregor. Gregor nodded and tucked the card in his backpack. The Malar guards closed the door. Gregor walked up to the door and locked it. Gregor sat on the couch and breathed heavily. Grey walked up to the microwave and took out his grilled cheese sandwich. As he was about to bite the grilled cheese sandwich, the door was kicked off the hinges. The Malar guards had their guns locked and loaded. One of the Malar guards pulled a blood-drenched cloth. Kill them both. "Carl run!" yelled Gregor. One of the Malar guards began rapidly firing after Gregor. Gregor rolled and pulled out his handgun, shooting one of the Malar guards in the head. Blood and brains splattered everywhere. As Gregor was about to squeeze the trigger of his handgun, it malfunctioned. The Malar guard began smiling. The Malar guard shot Gregor 5 times, causing him to collapse on the ground. Lucky for Gregor he was wearing a vest. He ran for a kitchen knife, throwing it in The Malar guard's chest. The final guard didn't care a gun. He carried a plasma sword. He sprinted towards Gregor, chopping him on his chest. His vest was chopped in half. Gregor grabbed the guard by his throat, throwing him through the wall. The guard broke his neck. Gregor began breathing heavily. "Carl?!" "Where are you?" Carl was under the kitchen table. " I am ok dad." "Were they looking for Mister Cross?" "Yes." "I am afraid so." Gregor walked outside and looked at the night sky. It began raining. Thunder and lighting were created. He suddenly saw a 9-foot man in the shadows watching him. This 9- foot man was Denim. Denim began walking towards Gregor. " I know how you are." Gregor ran into the house and picked up one of the dead Malar guard's weapons, running out rapidly with after Denim. The bullets did nothing to Denim. They simply bounced off of Denim's iron chest. Denim began laughing. He grabbed Gregor by his neck, beginning to choke him. " Where is the fugitive Cross Rodriguez?" " I don't know who the f.u.c.k you're talking about. You don't want to play games with me." "At this rate, I just might break your neck." Carl knew his father was in trouble. He picked up his father's malfunctioned handgun, running out of the house. Leave him alone!" yelled Carl. Carl managed to shoot Denim in his head. Smoke surrounded his head. Denim"s tight grip around Gregor"s neck slightly eased up. "Go!" "Run!" Denim began laughing. " Your little weapons will not work on me. Remember that in your next life. Denim appeared in front of Carl and snapped his neck. " Carl!" No!!!!" Gregor instantly broke down.
