Chapter 48

**Present** "OJ!" Screw hailed. "Baba!" OJ hailed back, bringing his clench hands up high in welcome. Screw was situated on a thick cowhide couch, the one in particular that should have been visible there while OJ was remaining at his front. There were cowhide seats organized by the side of the walls while the couch Screw was perched on was in the center. The game plan made clearly the spot was one of the gathering settings for the White Tigers. The walls were painted white however distorted with a few startling drawings like skulls, skeletons, butchered human heads thus numerous others. "I simply continue to blow up when I get a brief look at those Lead celestial host young men traipsing all over the place" Screw said. "Baba, you requested that we loosen up first and that is the very thing we're doing. Notwithstanding what you said… " OJ stopped and made a signal with his hands, hitting his clench hands on his head delicately to show that he was perusing for a battle. "We ought to