BEHIND EMOTICONS LOVE 1515 (END OF LOVE STORIES)
EPS 119 CHASING THE SAME RAT

EPS 119 CHASING THE SAME RAT

It is not easy to understand your own feelings. Why is the heart in the grove of vengeance that never dims. Burning the fire of immortality is called ego and self-esteem. Life debt paid for life, starch debt paid for starch. The blood of brothers who have been spilled must be avenged with the blood of your enemies until they become extinct. But why sacrifice innocent people who know nothing?

Ron Muller stood straight against the headless body that was still standing. His katana sword is seen raised with both hands. The blood that emanated from the woman's neck spurted everywhere. Lubricate the face and body of Ron Muller in red. There was no reaction except a face that showed merciless cruelty.

“No one can have fun in front of me before my brother's blood pays off,” he said.

Some of his guards moved quickly. Some made living fences to cover the bodies of women lying on the discotheque floor. Some moved quickly to clean up the body. Some put it in a large suitcase, some clean the blood splash, and some also provide fragrance and anti-germ so that the floor in front of it becomes sterile again.

It was neat, calm, fast and without a trace, showing that they were very professional people. No other discotheque visitor knew that there had been the most sadistic murder in the world. And that rolling head was still with eyes closed and lips smiling wryly.

“Have had enough of Ron's fun. We better go back to the hotel,” said Fritz, his best friend and personal bodyguard.

Cologne stroked Ron's back, then raised his best friend's hand to stand up and took him away from the spot. Although his heart was enveloped in anger, but Ron just according to the advice of his two friends. Fritz and Koln were both companions and bodyguards and advisers to him. Only Frit and Koln are able to temper their anger and control their behavior which is often ‘out of control.’

There was only a pair of eyes that continued to observe their movements. He also knew of the murder that had just occurred. A pair of eyes belonged to the black-haired girl who was indeed assigned to spy on Ron Muller, even if it was necessary to subdue him to be returned to his native England. A pair of beautiful eyes belonging to British Secret Service 004 agent or M 16, Lucra Penzy.

Sitting in a dark corner of the room, since Ron and his guards had come until he left he had never taken his eyes off her. Lucra who wears black wigs makes her unrecognizable. Especially beside him a drunk man continued to seduce him with perverted and annoying words. As soon as Ron left his left hand clenched the man's mouth, his right hand slashed at his nape.

Hugh's!

The man in black and large body instantly fainted without a sound. Lucra placed the man's head on, then rushed out. He saw two black Porsche cars hurtling out of the parking lot. Lucra moved quickly, his right hand pulled out a gun-like object and aimed at the back of one of the cars.

Wings!

The gun was fired without sound. The round and chewy bullet shot quickly hit the target precisely, Like chewing gum, the soft bullet stuck directly on the body of the car without sound. The seemingly trivial item contained a canggih tapper made by Q, the professor who created advanced weapons on the M16.

Pluck up!

The gum bullet stuck and carried with it wherever the car went. Strangely so attached, the color immediately berbodu according to the color of the car. It is not visible to ordinary eyes. With the eavesdropping device, Lucra can find out where the car is without having to tail it.

Lucra smile. His body is beautiful, walking towards the parking lot. Aston Martin DBS V12 is heart red. The car, which M16's main agents used from 001 to 009, is equipped with a variety of security equipment and advanced weapons for investigation and espionage tasks. But the super luxury vehicle was sliding in a different direction from Ron's car earlier.

Lucra's lips smiled mischievously. Something was being planned in his mind. But this is something fun. Hiks.hiks..It's time to surprise someone he never forgets. The handsome man of the police officer who had slept with him several times: AKP Dandung Wicaksono.

***

After swimming in an ocean of worldly pleasures, Lucra's body was thrown into an unusually tired state. The game of Dandung never disappoints. Always make him give up in the middle of the game, something he rarely does. The hard puncture that rained down on his lower body had completely expelled all the protein he had until it was completely drained.

“Aaakh!” yelled Lucra while raising her white handkerchief.

Lucra had already lifted the code of surrender, but Dandung seemed to not care about it. He didn't want to let Lucra rest for a second that night. His attacks continued from the front and from the back. Lucra's breath was hunting, his mouth was making strange noises full of worries between yes and no. The thing that makes Dandung do not understand what Lucra really wants.

“Oh yes! Oh no! Yesss! Nooooo! Auw yes but noooo!”

And all must eventually stop when it has reached the limit of the climb. At the height of the pleasure Dandung's eyes were closed and his face grinned like a tormented person. The crush of Lucra's special area throbbing hard, making the experienced single no longer have the strength to hold its cones. At any rate, in the end, they had to give up at the same time.

“Lucraargh..!” said Dandung while growling.

The tip of his leg stiffened in search of a strong foothold, his hand clasped Lucra's neck with all his might, then his mustard weapon was dipped into a puddle full of Lucra's pleasure liquid. And for the fifth time he managed to drain his protein into Lucra's body. Ow...What a ****!

Lucra's head wraps in Dandung's hands. His breathing hunted fast, and his heart rumbled violently. Sweat drenched the bodies of both.

Shut-up! Knee down!

An alarm from his phone. Lucra took the thin object from a small table beside the bed, and examined it. There was a red sign moving upwards. It showed that Ron's group car he had tapped was moving out of the hotel where they were staying.

“What's the matter dear?” dandung asked while biting into Lucra's ear.

The girl's body came back.

“Stop Dandung! My hunting rat is moving somewhere. And I have to catch up to him,” he said.

Lucra immediately got out of bed and put on her scattered clothes.

“Tikus hunted? You mean you're currently on duty spying on someone?” ask Dandung again.

Lucra nodded her head.

“Who?”

Lucra shook her head.

“His nature is confidential. Sorry I haven't been able to reveal it to you.”

Dandung looked at Lucra sharply.

“Are you chasing Ron Muller?”

Lucra's face immediately changed when Dandung said the name of the person he was targeting.