Bad Boy'S Sweet Love
Successfully Stabbing the Victim

It's still dark, but the action continues. Earphones should not be separated from the ear, because it is the only tool that can connect with the outside conditions that try to monitor the terrain of the house.

"I want to go up on the roof. Point anywhere so that I can stand safe, without anyone knowing," I ordered the men.

"Good, Brother."

"You stay straight, then turn left. Not far there is a table, which we feel strong and you can massage to climb," tell the men with brother Juno.

"Emmm. All right, keep an eye on things."

I follow their words, while the hands are still fumbling the walls as a tool so that I do not fall and misdirection.

The hand cannot sound even if it is not caught. The ears still heard the sound of the squire's footsteps, which seemed to be in confusion running around.

According to the instructions, the feet begin to climb the table in question. Hands trying to feel down the line. The knife has sliced slowly the edge of the roof from gypsum material. The direction of the slices also should not be arbitrary, which is still according to the instructions of the outside staff. The roof cast has been shifted to the side, so that it can easily go inside.

Hands began to hold the roof frame, in order to pull my body easily. Fortunately, the distance from the roof was not far from the table. But previously there was a board attached to the wall, as a second footing material in order to jump up to reach the skeleton.

Click, electric button back on. In order not to be known, then I closed the cast again. The sweat that soaked my forehead washed me with my hands. Finally the initial steps are over.

"Continue watching the situation at home. I'll go on a mission."

"Where is our victim's position?" tell me.

"Good, Brother. Stay alert and careful."

"Hm."

The position that was originally squatting, now stood upright slightly lowered. The legs try to tread a strong iron skeleton. Fortunately this thin body, will not make the skeleton will be broken or collapsed. From the voice below, the guards continued to be confused. Their voices were so worried for the boss.

"So, we got some good info! Where is the victim now!" The men tell.

"Great work!" I replied while treading carefully so as not to be able to make a sound.

"From the direction of the room brother went to earlier, try to turn right and then to the left, there seems to be a room belonging to the victim. Hopefully our instructions are right according to the roof, because the problem is still vague as well," Doubts men tell.

"All right, I'll follow your directions first. May your orders be correct."

Slowly keep moving your feet. It seemed like there were three people standing guard and talking. The guard is very closely guarded.

Don't want to waste any more time. The taper blade tip tries to perforate the slightly tender gypsum. The body has been lying on its stomach with a sleeping position in the middle of the skeleton, so as not to stand on the wrong foot and make a sound.

The eyeballs next door tried to peek at what was going on down below. That's right on suspicion, if there are three guards on guard. There is a feeling of a little doubt if the mission will fail, but on the other hand still the spirit of wanting to run because the easy target is in front of the eyes.

The victim was sleeping, closing his eyes. His face looked noble and the richest man. No matter if he was a respectable person or respected by the people, obviously I had to take action for the payment of a mountain of money.

The hand tries to see the direction of the clock in the hand, which now shows the number dialed 02.30 in the morning. Time that makes the excitement, because soon there will be many who are careless, due to sleepiness will attack all the guards. Fortunately, it is ready with a small flashlight, although in the dark on the roof can still help facilitate the mission.

Netra peeked back down. Trying to sweep around the area of the victim's room. In the right corner there seems to be a gap for me to stand on, which is a two-door closet and seems strong if stepped on.

The body begins to be somewhat exhausted, when the position is still the same that is the stomach does not change at all. The arrow of the clock continues, but there is also no chance of time immediately killing the victim.

"Huuuwaah .. hwaaah, it seems like our boss has fallen into a deep sleep," One of the bodyguards, who was standing guard in the room, spoke to a fellow friend.

"Yes, I guess. Now things seem safe to control. Do we stay out for a while, because it's so sleepy from earlier we haven't slept at all."

"Emm, looks like your idea is absolutely right. The eyes were already drowsy from earlier."

"Yes, we're out now. Let our boss sleep well."

"That's it."

"Yeah, we're out."

"Corn. I can't stand it as sleepy."

The sound of several roars of steps was heard starting to move away from the room.

"Yes, there's finally a chance to take action soon, too" a delighted heart murmur."

The body position begins to rise. Carefully began to stand up again. Now the number of plaster casts I'm aiming for is calculated in my heart. There are about twelve to go through, in order to get to the bridge.

Until the purpose of the glistening and sharp dagger at the end, it slowly sliced the edges according to the flow of the line again.

Kres .. kres, the sound of a dagger that kept slicing. Without taking too long, it was finally finished. I removed the cast as a barrier, with the legs starting to stick out wanting to immediately plant the closet.

Everything is neat, including the face that wears a mask. After trying for several hours waiting for the opportunity, the end can also set the victim's room.

It looks like the victim who is now sleeping on her back is so soundly. Stupidly again, all the guards left their master unguarded.

The dagger that was specifically meant for killing, I have now removed it from the slontong. The light of the lamp reflected, making the dagger increasingly show how sharp and can slice whatever he wants. Many victims became his food. The dagger was the legacy of the beast, so it was undoubtedly the magic to take away people's lives.

The body slowly tries to approach the victim, still hiding behind cabinets and tables. Feeling safe, approaching the destination.

"This time will destroy your history, for today is the last day you will be in this world!" a happy heart murmur, when standing up straight very close to the victim.

The pointy tip of the dagger had been squeezed down, ready to stab the owner of the body rather fat, which unconsciously became a soft meal.

"I'm waiting for your last words, before I take your life. Be ready now," added a conjecture.

The dagger's algae are already firmly grasped, ready to be lowered to wield.

Jleb, once a swing dagger is successfully stuck right in the middle of the stomach.

"Let'soooooooo!" Shouted the victim so fast.

Klreeng .. klreakk, did not expect if the sound of warning alarms had sounded throughout the house. It turns out that the victim's hand has managed to reach the button above the nightstand.

"Aaaah, b*ngs*t who are you? Why did you stab me?" The victim asked while wanting to snatch the stuck dagger.

"You don't need to know. You must be dead now."

"Aaaah .. hhhhh," For the second time the victim sighed in pain, when I had the dagger forcibly removed.

"Please .. please!" The victim continued to shout loudly, while holding firmly his stomach, to hold the blood that began to pour profusely.

As a result of a loud ringing sound, now there is a roar of steps approaching my position, then immediately have to run towards the first road entering from the roof earlier. The victim continued to thrash and ask for help.

No matter the circumstances of the victim, who has now fallen face down under the floor.

"Hey, who are you! Stop that!" shouted one of the bodyguards, as my body had partially entered through the roof.

"Stop you. Hey, don't run away!" imbuh them.

Dooor .. buuup, a shot fired and unexpectedly hit my left leg.