Anton Brotherhood

Chapter 10 Dolores White III

“Yes, madam!” A boy replied to Anton, who has long hair and a pair of small eyes that were narrow into

a slit, he wore a school uniform and has the same height as Anton. Then he walked towards Anton with

a 'crackling' sound from his skeleton.

Anton was ready for the fight, knowing that it was an inevitable fight today. He stood still and waited for

the 'lunatic' to come. He gathered his strength secretly and wondering that he should beat fast to let the

opponent be unable to fight back.

The distance between two parts narrowed as lunatic approached. The room was silent. Everyone was

staring at the two in the field. Her eyes did not leave Anton. She was not only worried about him but

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The distance between the two parts narrowed in attack range. Lunatic moved first and rushed to Anton

all in a sudden. He leaned forward, lifted one leg, and weighed Anton's belly. Anton smiled because this

move was often used by him, and he used this move to beat the tiger. He dodged the knee, stretched

out his palm, and slashed his neck with the lower side of his palm. Seeing Anton dodged his blow and

the palm, he knew that there will be something bad happen, he lowered his body as soon as Anton

slashed his palm, he just wanted to try to press down. Although he was quick, Anton didn't hit his neck

but on the mouth.

“Ouch, “A mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, along with three white teeth fell on the ground.

The lunatic threw his hair back, starred at Anton with a bloody mouth. Anton was also felt pity for the

quick reaction of the opponent that failed to hit the Achilles heel within one round.

The lunatic dared not despise his enemy. The pain in his mouth made him really crazy. He tried to

punch Anton. Anton clung to the punch with the palm of his hand and grabbed his wrist with the palm of

his hand without hesitation. He punched him in the face. The punch knocked the lunatic to the ground.

When he was just about to get up, he was knee-pressed on his chest. Anton squatted down, punching

him in the face like rain. At first, a lunatic could still struggle, but with a heavy punch in his jaw, his mind

suddenly blurred, and has no power to struggle. But Anton did not stop. Every hit on the lunatic's face

would make his mouth spew blood, which splashed on Anton's face.

The people who had not seen Anton were shocked and thought, “Was he a real person?” Those who

had seen him in the grove recalled the scene and their legs were trembling

The boss was also startled by Anton, “Stop!”

Anton stopped his fists, stood up, and looked at her with a smile, “He lost.” His hands were full of blood,

dripping down his fingers to the ground.

Looking at his smile, she was furious and pulled a long ruler from her back, which one side was a

jagged German sword, and she shouted at him, “I’ll fight you! Dare you?”

“What if you lose?” Said Anton.

She sneered, “Hum! You are so confident! Do you think you will win?”

“What if you lose?” Anton asked again.

She gave him a hard look., “I lost, you go!”

“What if I lose?” Anton smiled and said.

“You're so annoying. I'll kill you if you lose!”

“That's a little unfair, then? I don't seem to have any effect on you, does it?”

“What do you want to do?” Boss White's mind was the blank under Anton's gazing sight.

He stared at the Boss White with a smile, “If I lose, my life is yours, even if I will be your subordinate.

But if you lose, you have to promise me one thing, no matter what it is!”

“One thing? He won't be...” OK, I promise you!” Anton put his smile away, “Let's start!” He dared not

underestimate the young girl in front of him.

They approached the field, and at last, they stood and stared at each other. Neither dared to strike first.

The two stood motionless in the field but sweat was already visible overhead. A drop of sweat from

Anton's forehead slid down and dripped into his eyes, but he dared not rub it, the pressure the girl gave

him did not allow him to move. Time seems to stop. Pressures that arose from them made other people

feel nervous with sweat.

“My name is Dolores!” “Ah?” Anton was shocked by Boss White's sudden self-introduction. At his daze

moment, Dolores stabbed to his abdomen. When he realized to want to hide, it was already late. He

instinctively held with both hands driving his body to keep back.

Dolores held the knife in both hands and thrust forward. Anton grabbed her wrist with both hands,

dared not let up a bit. The two were deadlocked. He gritted his teeth, “What a bastard!” “You too!” Boss

White replied.

With a burst of power, he put Dolores's wrist forward and rolled aside. She used his strength on the

wrist but it was unsteady, she stabbed on the table behind him. The force was so great that the knife

was half an inch deep, and the table was punctured. Anton was shocked by her but left no chance for

Boss White to draw out the sword and kicked her.

She had to give up drawing the knife, then flashed aside. Before she could stand up, Anton rushed

over, lift her up, and then fell her on the ground. He then pounced on her body. Put her down. Anton

was no longer worried about his old-fashioned thought. He pounced on Dolores. Dolores was so

furious that she bit on his shoulder, so deep that Anton almost cried out in pain. He grasped Dolores's

wrists with one hand and pressed her head on the floor with the other hand. Seeing that Dolores was

laughing at him with mouthful of blood, Anton was very angry.

He no longer hesitated, squatted on the ground. Anton put Dolores's soft body on his leg. He grasped

her wrists with one hand and picked up another hand to spanking her buttocks with a crackling sound.

Dolores had never suffered such grievance. She struggled with all strength. But after all, she was a girl,

though she was two years older than Anton, she was unable to compete with the man physically.

Dolores felt that her strength disappeared little by little, but Anton never stopped his hand, so she gave

up resisting. “How dare he start to crackle on my bottom.” She felt so shameful that she cried out.

Her cry was pitched at a level that made Anton felt he was a bay guy, he stopped and said in a heavy

breath, “I will spank your buttocks if you stab on me again.”

On hearing that, Dolores cried even louder, which made Anton not know what to do, and her

subordinates were also confused by her. And they whispered, “Is she the person that we know?”

At this time Anton did not know what to do. Whatever Dolores did, he could manage it, except for her

cry. It was true that a girl's tear is the most powerful weapon, at least this is what Anton believed in at

this moment. He stood steadily, while there was no omen for Dolores to stop crying.

He sighed, “Don't cry. I lost!” Dolores's cry grew louder, and rolled over and sat on his lap, wrapped his

neck, her cheek resting on his shoulder. Anton felt that his shoulder was wet by her tear. He twisted his

head and saw that Dolores wiped her tear and snot on his shoulder.

At last, Anton was at his wit's end and said, “Madam, please stop crying, I lost, and I am at your

disposal.”

She was also tired of crying and sniffing, “I lost. But I'm not a loser. Just say what you want me to do!”

Anton felt helpless and said, “What I want you to do is stop crying!”

Dolores felt comfortable when leaning on his shoulder. Apart from the man's smell, she smelled a

sense of security. “Why do your shoulders are in wet?” She raised up her head and changed to the

other side and said, “That's how simple your request is?”

“Yes. The most important thing I want now is that you can stop tears. It's the deadliest weapon I've ever

seen!”

Dolores smiled and said, “you are such a bad guy, “Anton said in confusion, “Why I am a bad guy? Can

you get up now, there are a lot of people watching us performing!”

“I'm sorry. I've got your clothes dirty!”

“It's nothing, as long as you don't cry!”

“You are Dolores White?”

She nodded and said, “Yes. That's my real name. You can call me Dolores!” She was Dolores and that

motorcycle girl was Camille White. They are…

“What are you thinking? Why don't you talk? Is my name strange?”

“No, it's a beautiful name! You don't hate me now?”

“I never hate you…” Dolores lowered her head and played with a skirt. She was so shy that made her

subordinates burst into tears. They watched each other with an expression in their eyes that today is

the doomsday, so horrible!

“But I have another thing to say. One mountain will not allow two tigers. Sooner or later, we will have to

put out a middle stage.”

“You mean one of us would quit?”

“I am capable enough to stay. I did not put the Black Dragon Gang in the eye, yours also...”

“You did not put my gang in the eye, right?” Anton nodded his head and said nothing.

“I am also a smart person. I know I am not your opponent, but I can't just let me break up with one word

of you!”

“I'll prove it to you. I'll let the Black Dragon Brethren disband in half a month!”

“If you can do it, then I'll break up without a word!”

“That’s the deal.”

“I'll go now. I have to go and see my two brothers. Goodbye!”

Dolores saw Anthon left. She will conquer this man!

Anton had just come down the third-floor stairs half. A large crowd came up.

“Are you OK?”

Now Anton has a bloody face and a red shoulder.

“I'm fine!”

“Albert asked me to come. Next time you can't do this!”