Chapter 120: Hatred

Basco walks out of Floyd's office.

Basco: Ugh, where does he expect me to find a trainer? I swear Floyd knows how to piss me off when I'm at my lowest like no one else.

Abdullah: I can train you. Who better to learn from than the best?

Basco: Nevermind, I forgot there's someone worse than Floyd.

Abdullah: Glad to see you too. Do you want my help or not?

Basco: Last time I did anything with you things didn't really go too well for either of us.

Abdullah: Well it's not like you really have any other chose. It's not like I can do anything like that ever again. Promise, trust.

Basco thinks for a few seconds in silence.

Basco: Where are we going to train?

Abdullah: My state of the art home gym of course.

They return to Abdullah's mansion and head to his basement. The place is dark and covered in dust.

Abdullah: Ahh, haven't been down here in a while. Now. Let's get to work.

Abdullah swings on Basco but he dodges it.

Basco: You're rusty.