Chapter 709

• Chapter Seven Hundred and Nine
• The friends of the boy did not think, neither do they think to coordinate, because right now they are scared of the two headed monster who is beating every one in the room without care. Off course pain was forgotten, pride gone—they bolted for the door.
• But off course neither of them make it to the door, because John was faster. He grabbed one by the collar, yanked him back hard enough to dislocate his shoulder, and then he kicked another’s legs out from under him, he fell and hit his jaw on the cold hard floor of the private room.