Dangerous Woman Jesslyn's
Anger Jerry and Brian

In a majestic residence a middle-aged man was still lulled with a file that was mounting right in front of him. The sound of a person's hasty steps running and knocking on the door of the study from outside disperse his activity.

"Lake in!"

A man stepped closer with cold sweat splashing down his face, before he even uttered the purpose of disturbing the master. The fear of reporting bad news to Jerry makes him have to prepare to become a human samsak if the master is angry and vent emotions later.

"Sir." His body was slightly bent as a sign of respect for his master, repeatedly he gulped with great difficulty and did not dare to look at the master before him directly.

"Say!" A resolute tone sounded terrifying as the old mouth started to utter words.

With a racing heart and feelings of anxiety he began to express the purpose of his arrival. "Sir, some people messed up at the Happy Hospital."

"What?" Surprised to hear the man's words straighten up, with a crimson face he stood up, stepping closer to make sure his hearing was not wrong. "What did you say?"

"Be–some people messed up at Happy Hospital and took a patient away." His body trembled as he said that, cold sweat began to drench his wide forehead, so it didn't take long, though, a hard slap landed on Kiki's cheek made the man instantly fall down on his master's feet.

"Are you fools, huh?!" Jerry vented all his anger at the man in front of him. Hot air directly travels up to the brain to make emotions increase. His neck muscles stiffened, repeatedly the leg floated up, kicking the body curled up just below him. "How did that happen?"

The subordinate could only curl his face with his hands. The old leg of the master did not continuously hurt his contained body. A bluish bruise may appear after this. Luckily Jerry stopped the action before he died.

The man is massaging his temple. "Well?!" The old hand moved to smash whatever was on the table. The sound of broken goods, until the paper documents fly adds to the chaotic atmosphere in the room.

The man stood up straight again, after Jerry finished making himself a samsak. He looked at her with a glare of sharp eyes and breath hunting up and down like the sound of a moving steam train.

"Find out who messed up?!" Jerry emphasized each sentence spoken in a threatening tone.

"Good, Sir." He bowed himself, then stepped back out of the room.

Meanwhile, Jerry who was inside again threw the surrounding items to pieces. "Damn it! Goddamnit!" The man was furious, his breath was already like a lion preparing to pounce on prey. The eyes widened as if preparing to get out of place.

Happy Hospital is a double-edged sword for him. On the one hand the reputation of being good because of it and in the other place the illegal business behind it runs smoothly to produce a mountain of treasures that can be enjoyed until now.

"I won't let you get in my way!" His hands clenched tightly together to make his books turn white. Long enough his life went well for over twenty years. Now, there were already others who dared to disturb his calmness.

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On the other hand, the finished Johnny returns to the headquarters of the Virgoun mafia. He placed the suitcase containing the money on the table, the fake mask on his face was removed after completing the mission and stored in a special place.

A smile spread across his face, until shortly afterwards, the older brother came over so dashingly.

"Was your mission successful this time?" She asked as she placed herself in the chair beside her sister and poured brandy into the glass on the table.

Johnny just rolled his eyes at the suitcase beside him proudly, while Brian stared fixedly at the item.

He frowned, up to layers of wrinkles. For some reason, the suitcase made him a little surprised. "Have you opened it?" Johnny just shook his head.

Convinced of his performance made the man lose his vigilance, all he knew was the money he had managed to bring before the elder brother.

"Sir." With a breath of breath a man reported the news he had just received.

"What's wrong?" Brian stared with a sharp glint, he felt something was wrong from earlier, until the arrival of the man in front of him.

"Our bus driver's dead, that guy's gone, too."

Johnny immediately stood up from his position in shock at the words of their men, while Brian immediately unpacked the suitcase in his hand, leaving the two men confused by his actions.

Money was scattered everywhere because Brian immediately spilled the contents of the suitcase until it was not left. Repeatedly he flipped the object then slammed onto the floor and stomped firmly until it fell apart.

A small object began to attract him, he lowered his body and grabbed the item watching sharply, then squeezed tightly to shatter and put into his sister's brandy glass.

Brian's hand swung high landing a hard slap on Johnny's cheek. The roar of breathing began to uncontrollably, the original side instantly evident on his flat face. "Are you stupid?" The baritone's voice sounded extremely terrifying, echoing throughout the room.

Not only the red hot cheeks that Johny got, but also the loud screams from the brother. Brian never scolded her until now. She held a red hot scar on the skin due to her brother's anger.

There was only a hunting breath and a silent mouth when witnessing firsthand how horrible Brian was when he was angry. He was unable to answer anything at the moment, silent and tal dared to stare at his brother for quite a long time, while gulping his saliva with great difficulty.

Slowly Brian controlled his overflowing emotions, trying to neutralize back the hunting breath and unsheathed gazes as if preparing to kill his sister head-on.

"Do you know the identity of that person?"

The men handed over an investigation document about their victims from the hospital, before staging an action against Brian with trembling hands. A rare occurrence for brands could witness firsthand the fury of Marcopolo's legitimate descendants.

Sure enough the rumors circulating among members of the Virgoun mafia, Brian is more terrible than the father–Marcopolo–di when he began to pull out his fangs.

Brian snatched the dossier violently, read every detail of the hospitalized patients, there was no awkwardness there. He flipped through the paper, until he arrived at a document about the patient's guarantor, the employee.

For a moment there was nothing special about it. However, the longer brian read, the more his eye bead grew sharp. His breathing back hunting could even be heard by the two people beside him. He caught an information where their victim was working–Light Holding–when the anger re-entered him.

"Aren't you reading this first, huh?!" Repeatedly he smacked the paper into his sister's face so much anger in him.

"Well?!" Brian snorted resentfully kicking his sister's calf which was still silent not wrinkled. Same with Jerry, when the man is angry anything in front of him will turn into samsak.

"Stupid! You idiot! You idiot!" Brian kicked his sister to fall on the floor with a battered body. A moment later, he clutched tightly onto the collar of Johnny's clothes and stared intently at him. "If Jessi finds out about this and I fail to get her back, I'll make sure to kill you with my own hands!"

His sharp gaze made anyone shudder in horror when he saw it. Johny could only nod slowly while gulping with difficulty as the eyes of the elder brother unblinkingly prepared to finish him off at any moment.

A moment later, the man threw out his sister's body and stepped away from the headquarters just like that. Meanwhile, Johnny who saw the departure of the brother as if back to get the air supply in his body.

The men at the side helped him to stand up due to the wounds all over his body.

"Damn!" Johnny stared at the glass of brendy beside him with a curse in his heart. He did not expect to get back to getting bad luck after previously being proud of himself because the mission went smoothly.

To Be Continue's...