"Mr. Marlo, last time, it appears that I went easy on you.

For that, I'm truly sorry as I didn't give you a satisfactory battle.

So this time, don't expect any courtesy from me."

"Don't worry; I wasn't."

"Good.

Then let's begin, shall we?"

With that, Mitchen rushed forward and sent for a very domineering punch towards Marlo.

Marlo sneered and raised his fierce leg to block the punch, listening to kick Mitchen's hand away.

But what happened next left him in a daze.

Bam.

He fell to the ground in shock.

What the hell was going on?

During their last battle, he was somewhat evened out with this guy and blocked a punch with his legs back then.

So why was it so different now?

Wait?

Did this guy hold back in the fight earlier on?

Black lines appeared on his forehead when he thought of the matter again.

No!

He had to escape.

This guy was too damn dangerous!

.

"Pay attention to the fight!"

Bam.

Rumble Rumble.

Crack!

What?

Marlo quickly rolled away to find out that the ground itself had visibly cracked with visible lines on it.

Pieces of ground scattered around the crack, and there was a deep puddle-like hole in the center of the hole.

F***!

Was this bastard trying to kill him?

Don't this people need him alive anymore?

Didn't he know that just one punch from him and his entire bones might shatter?

He would definitely die from such an attack.

And what about the vibrations from the ground that he felt earlier on from just that on punch?

Such a thing might even make his blood boil and spill out of his body, no?

He was sure that the strength released from this last punch was way powerful than the one that sent him flying earlier on.

He couldn't help but sweat a little.

Son of a b**ch!

What sort of mercenaries had that villainous temple sent after him?

The other pirates who had already been taken down opened their mouths wide in shock at Mitchen's literally groundbreaking punch.

They couldn't help but look at those who captured them gratefully before looking at Marlo pitifully.

Bro, what exactly did you do to anger this devil?

Many were so shocked and scared that they forgot the pain from their injuries and silently thanked their lucky stars that they didn't meet such a fierce beast.

What if after all these beatings, the poor guy still got hit by that sorcerer thing (gun).

Wouldn't that be too pitiful?

(:T^T:)

Many quickly turned obedient and did what they were asked to do while they were supported away to the transport vehicles.

It was best for them to go far away from this beast, lest they angered him.

Hopefully, they would never see him again.

But how would they have known that he was their warden?

Sigh... Their prison days were sure to get lively.

.

Bam.

After getting his attention once more, Mitchen controlled his strength again and smiled playfully.

He didn't intend to give him any time to rest or think deeply.

And as the battle advanced, his attack speed also increased as well.

Like a storm, he sent another punch that was so fast that a strong gust of wind came from his fists.

Bam

"Pluhhh!"

Marlo spat out blood after receiving a direct hit.

He clutched his chest and felt like the hit almost made his heart burst out of his chest and fall out.

He gritted his teeth and roared in rage.

He sent his famous flying kick towards his opponent, but Mitchen just leaned back and grabbed his legs, swinging him in the air [Ape style] before tossing him to a nearby tree.

Bam.

Marlo didn't have time to rest as the moment he landed, Mitchen had only appeared next to him, ready to make his next move.

Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam Bam.

Marlo had never felt so aggrieved in his life.

He felt like a test subject for all of Mitchen's antics.

His body hurt so badly that he was willing to raise the flag of defeat.

But something within him still strongly urged him to escape.

It was just that his body had been badly hit that he could hardly stand on his own.

He thought rationally about it.

It wasn't entirely impossible to escape.

.

Firstly, even if he got captured in the end, he didn't believe that he wouldn't be able to find a way to escape once they brought him to either Yodan or Deiferus (Empires that the temple had their bases in.)

That's right!

Both empires are very far away from here.

And on sea, he might even meet some pirates and find a way to escape.

Again, even if he could escape during the voyage, the moment they got on land, he would be able to escape during their long journey to their bases which could be months away.

In his mind, he just needed a little recuperation time before he would be able to flee.

Well, that was one option for his escape.

Another would be to focus on these mercenaries.

All they wanted was money, wealth, prestige and women, right?

He realized that he had been going about this wrong.

During his fight, he only told them to step down after revealing his identity and educating them on how powerful the pirate organization was.

But thinking about it now, how could these desperate mercenaries give up the massive amount of money they had been promised if they got the job done?

They had wasted their time and resources to get here.

So who was going to compensate them if they back off?

More still, it does like the reward money was too good for them to leave this mission alone.

That said, even though they might be a little scared after hearing about the pirate organization, they still decided to capture him because of greed.

So if the problem was wealth, money, prestige or anything else, then why not give them what they wanted?

.

Bam Bam Bam Bam

"Wait!"

Mitchen lowered his leg, squatted down and started at Marlo coldly.

"Well, what is it?"

"I'll double the amount of whatever your employer offered you if you let me go.

No, scratch that.

I'll triple it."

Seeing Mitchen remain silent, he grumbled silently at how greedy these mercenaries were.

"Fine!

I'll give you five times what you were initially promised."

Mitchen looked at him and smiled broadly.

"Mr. Marlo, it seems that you've got our identity wrong.

You see, we're not mercenaries."

"What?" Marlo exclaimed in disbelief.

"Hmhm.

We're not mercenaries.

As for who we are, you'll know that in due time."

With that, Mitchen knocked Marlo cold and took out his Walkie Talkie.

"This is Ground Team MB3 calling in.

Primary Mission accomplished.

Target acquired.

I repeat, target acquired."