CEO's Dream Cully
Hellfires

POV Author

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BLARRRR

BLARR

A hand grenade was thrown out just like that making the lobby of Lyra's office crumble. Not just one, grenade ejected in several throws.

"What's this?" Lintang and Lyra immediately ran towards the lobby.

"Dahlia and Laras, you protect yourself. Don't get too close to us. It's likely to be very dangerous up ahead" Lyra shouted as she continued to run.

Arriving at the lobby, the situation was already so severe. The floor cracked and scattered, the glass broke. The sofa chair and all the furniture that was there had changed like junk.

"Hahaha.it is time for you to perish," a man's laughter stepped in followed by hundreds of members.

"Who are you?" yells Lintang langar without knowing fear.

"Haha. You shouldn't have to know who we are. But fine, as a gift for you to bring to the burrow I will say. I am West, the right hand man of the great Hellfire boss, Mr. Flad." The man named West replied no less loudly.

"Flad?!, who is he?. I never knew him. What's he looking for trouble with us for?!" Latitude frowned curiously.

"Who's looking for trouble with Mr. Frans will then deal with Mr. Flads. They were foster brothers since childhood. Ahh stupid, why do I explain at length. Be prepared to welcome your death. Squad, seraaang!!" without waiting again West lunged forward followed by hundreds of waves of troops.

This situation was sudden and beyond estimate. Who would have thought if there were any enemies left. Lintang also did not think that the enemy even hunted to the small town. But it's too late to regret. In the office room there are only a few people left who I will face hundreds of opposing forces. Although Lura and Lintang were quite good at fighting, their strength had its limits.

From behind the wall, Laras and Dahlia could only peek without being able to help anything. They don't have the slightest martial skill.

"B-bu, hub-contact Mr. Alvian." whispered Laras staggered to break the ice.

"Oh..I-iya," Dahlia nervously grabbed her phone.

In front there both Lyra and Lintang have fought in the middle of the siege of the opposing forces that can not be said a little. They bravely shoulder to shoulder West's men one by one in order to protect themselves.

WUSSES

Suddenly the front row of the opponent like bouncing backwards. Not far from the position of Lyra and Latitude appeared Pak Fuad stifling his cultivation ability.

"Ohh interesting. There was an old man who had cultivation ability. But be aware, Sir, your abilities are no match for fighting against my army of this many!" sentak West garang's.

"And you're a troublemaker, we'll prove whether your words are true or just a prank!" cynic Pak Fuad.

"You guys use the 2nd layer attack every time I'm after firing power. Nak Latitude from the bottom, and Nak Lyra attack from the top!" whispered Mr. Fuad gave the arrangement.

"We have no more supporters. Maximize all abilities. Don't let your guard down!" continued Mr. Fuad.

"Seraaang!!" west's shout greeted the three with great concentration.

WUSSES

About 10 attackers on the front immediately bounced as in the beginning. The latitude immediately ran welcoming and produced a kick down.

KRAKK

KRAKK

Two shins from 2 opponents were instantly broken by the kick.

"Hiyaaa.." overtakes Lyra who uses her shoulder as a pedestal.

Lyra jumps high sending a twisting kick that jolts the opponent's 3 jaws at once. In a combination of attacks, they both managed to subvert 5 opponents at once.

WUSSES

WUSSES

Lintang and Lyra again retreated to repeat the scheme that had been set by Pak Fuad. Several times, the method is quite effective. But over time, the enemy began to be able to read the pattern.

Mr. Fuad immediately gave a brief direction to change the pattern of the attack, but the enemy came like a flood. Maybe they're not just hundreds of people. It could be almost 1000 people.

The faces of Lintang, Lyra, and Pak Fuad were getting worse. Their strength continued to decrease, but the opponents still came in endless.

"How long will help from DZ Rhino come?" whispered Mr. Fuan with a loud breath.

"If Dahlia and Laras are responsive enough to contact Alvian, then at the earliest they will come in 30 minutes." Bright latitude kalut.

"Too long. We won't be able to hold on that long!" sizzle Mr. Fuad as if desperate.

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