Pro Wrestling System

Chapter 102: Trust

Sometimes, Arnold could be crazy.

Before Mark and Lila could know it, he had run to Karl's room at a different part of the boarding area...

Swiftly and crazily...

BAAM!

There was a slam on the door that caused it to open at that instant. Arnold entered Karl's room after a strike on the door with his leg, frighteningly.

Karl, who was sitting with a towel tied around his waist, was almost stunned to death after noticing Arnold's presence.

His was half-naked and seemed to have been planning for a bath.

"Max..."

Karl was about to utter his name, only to be attacked with a clutch on his name from Arnold that very instant. Arnold gripped and squeezed his neck so tightly that Karl couldn't catch his breath anymore.

While he did this, with a fierce look, he asked.

"What plans are you having against me?!"

That came with a shout, freaking Karl away.

"Ahh... What... What are you talking about?" Karl struggled to speak, but he was successful.

Just as if Karl had spat on his face, he clenched his right fist and punched him in the face.

POW!

It was as if his nose had been smashed by a huge stone, but it was intact. However, the pain he felt was almost unexplainable.

"Arghh! Max..."

POW!

"M..."

POW!

Before Karl could say a word, Arnold had launched two more terrifying punches on the same spot in his face. That time, Karl was already screaming in pain.

"Now, will you tell me what I need to know?!" Arnold asked furiously, loud.

This time, Karl had no choice but to expose whatever he was hiding.

Arnold already raised his hand again, attempting for another punch.

"Hold on! Please don't hit me again!" Karl begged.

"Now start talking!"

Arnold's fierce stare only turned darker.

"Alright, alright... Tristan offered me five thousand dollars to always keep an eye on you since he was going to challenge you for a match. Unfortunately, he lost, but he had other plans after leaving..."

Arnold shrugged.

"Other plans?" He couldn't help but wonder. "What are those plans?"

"I don't know. I really don't know, Max," Karl said.

Arnold gazed at him for a while and nodded... He acted as if he believed him. However, it was a punch that came into sight the next moment.

POW!

"Now you have to tell me, you son of a bitch!" Arnold roared and tightened his grip on Karl's neck.

"Okay... Okay... H... He... He told me to follow you up so I could know your various destinations. He is trying to kidnap you, or Mia your girlfriend...

Or even your mother and sisters," Karl sobbed slightly as he spoke.

However, Arnold's eyes seemed to have sparked with dark glints. His mind raced straight to his mother and sisters and then to Mia.

No, there was a fat possibility that the University was safe, but his mother and siblings?

Although he had taken them away from the old house, there was still a possibility that he could track their location.

Arnold was more confused than angered... It was 21st December already, and it wouldn't be bad if he left Capside Centre to visit his family right away.

Unfortunately, it was very late at this time, so he could chill and wait till the next day.

The anger in him made him punch Karl again, and this was when Mark and Lila ran into the room.

"Max, stop!" Mark saw that he could make Karl pass out due to his anger and tried to stop him.

"Did you know that this son of a bitch is conspiring against me?! Tsk!" Arnold attempted to punch him again.

However, Mark persuaded him to stop. Although he wasn't fast enough to stop the punch due to Arnold's great agility, he was able to make him stop.

Arnold placed his hand on his forehead, raging in anger and confusion.

"What happened? What did he do?"

It was now that Arnold explained what Karl confessed to him. At that instant, Mark, who had been begging Arnold to stop, was now the one to do the beating.

This time, it was a kick on Karl's forehead.

The young man was receiving the consequences of working for Max Fury's enemy.

"Trust... You forgive him again, and now he is planning to make your life miserable."

"I said it! I knew it! This Karl guy has some mission we don't know!"

Lila's guesses were proven right.

However, Arnold was lost in a pool of confusion at that moment. He sat on a chair in that room and thought wide...

He knew Tristan Black was extremely mad at whoever had robbed, which he claimed to be Corey, but he couldn't believe that he was going too far...

This was more than just what he expected.

He thought all these would end now that Tristan was defeated and gone, however, he never knew that he was a f**king beast!

Soon, Arnold stood up and walked back to Karl who was kneeling half-naked.

Karl had expected another punch, but Arnold only came with a grip on the neck that time.

"Tell me, Karl... Is there more that I need to know?" Arnold tried to ask calmly. He needed a quick question at this time, and he didn't want to take it by violence.

"Yes..." Fortunately, Karl had no choice but to say all he's got.

"Okay, go on," Arnold said.

The three friends were all ears.

"Tristan lied about your brother robbing him. He planned to actually use it as an excise to challenge and destroy your career," Karl sobbed as he spoke.

"The truth is that..."

Karl paused on this one, gasping as if he was afraid to let out a particular statement. However, Arnold was in an eager and angered state at that moment... It was as if everything about this guy annoyed him.

While he raised his hand for another punch, Karl who didn't want to feel the terrifying pain it caused, quickly shouted to save himself.

"Okay!"

Arnold then paused.

Then Karl gasped a little before saying.

"Actually, your brother Corey, is the sole planner of all these."

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[A/N: It's so sad that no one congratulated the author for reaching a hundred chapters. Anyway, thanks for always supporting. We move!]