Yetta Astir had come all the way from Rong City without ever expecting to run into a bunch of fearless gangsters. Unfortunately, they appeared so unexpectedly that she could neither drive away on her motorcycle nor could she deal with these people with just one gun each.
Suddenly, she found herself in a desperate situation and fell into despair.
In the wild mountains, cries for help went unanswered both by heaven and earth. Was she left with nothing else but death or to be bullied by these rogues?
Fear struck her heart as Yetta sighed deeply, "If only Basil Jaak were here..."
Pfft!
Basil Jaak, who had been watching the scene from a distance, couldn't help but sneeze.
"Dammit, I was really enjoying the show. Who is thinking of me now..."
The sneeze drew everyone's attention from a few meters away, forcing Basil Jaak to rub his nose and walk from the bushes by the roadside toward the group.
"Basil Jaak!?"