Don't Forget Me
88. The Retaliation of the Father

"Ga know, Boss. They deliberately made the tires of the vehicles we were carrying explode."

The chief rubbed his chin violently. "Aren't we in this black world not supposed to interfere with each other? Quickly find out who they are! We'll make the calculations, so they don't interfere anymore."

Braaaakk

The wall of the huge warehouse they occupied, had suddenly collapsed. From the direction of the collapsing wall, there appeared a giant steel pendulum bound by heavy equipment.

The blood splashes just spread out. Many members lined up around there were struck by the ruins of the building. Some died on the spot, some still survive on the edge of life.

"To-please."

"Boss .. help us ...."

The leader rose from his seat of greatness. He walked up to the heavy equipment that had damaged his base.

"Who are you, motherfucker! How dare you bother us!"

Arsen got off the wheel of the machine. Her face adorned a cold smile restored her hair.

The chairman's face looked tense when he saw the face of who had just ravaged his headquarters.

"You-you? What the hell are you doing? How presumptuous of you to bother us!?"

Arsen smiled coldly. "Oh, am I the sassy one? Then, you kidnapped my son that's not presumptuous?"

The chief child kidnapper was jolted. "Kids? We don't even know who your son is."

Arsen smiled coldly. "Oh, so?" Arsen marked the man who kidnapped his son earlier.

In terms of clothes that are still the same, Arsen attracted the young man who had been drugging Aziel and other children. "This is it!"

Arsen pulled the clothes on the back of the young man and pushed him violently.

His lips were still showing off white teeth, with a wide grin staring at everything there.

Arsen pulled something out of the black shirt bag he was wearing. He looked coldly at the leader of the criminals.

"What do you want with my men?"

Arsen again grinned. "So, so?" Arsen glanced at the other members who had prepared with the equipment in each hand. All of them were holding batons and pieces of blocks that were obtained out of nowhere.

The leader of the child kidnappers retreated, giving orders to other troops to attack. Meanwhile, he immediately went into the armory and took out one rifle.

"Special to you! You are my ration!" He again grinned at the man who had put his son in the sack.

Arsen's hand was ready for a small white object. Earlier, Arsen threw a kick at the kidnapper's chest.

Shortly thereafter, the vile doctor stomped on the kidnapper's chest with shiny pantofel shoes attached to his feet. The foot pressed rotate to the left and to the right.

"Aaaagghh ..." ringis gleefully came out of his mouth.

"A-a--mpun ...." His breath was strained withstanding the extreme pain.

Arsen bent down pulled the hair of the young man who had been the target of his moons this time. He again grinned with his strong vindictive instinct. Arsen showed off the thing in his hand this time. A syringe in which has been filled with sodium thiopental.

"Do you know what awaits you?"

The young man shook his head. "Aaampuun .. aaampuun .. forgive me! I promise I won't do it again."

Seeing the reaction of the patient who is now his moons, a grin again adorned Arsen's face.

"After the substance in this is fused with your blood, prepare .. Hell is waiting for you!" Arsen pulled the lid off the syringe and stuck it on the shoulder of the young kidnapper.

"It's a pity that your organs are so useless, but ... for this kind of retaliation, it's appropriate for a bastard who dares to touch my son!"

Arsen pushed the man he had just tortured slowly. The grin did not escape that cold face. Around the place, the members under his leadership, were busy attacking the host.

Arsen walked back to the back. Because, that's all he wanted.

However, there was a very loud shrill voice, making everyone who was busy fighting for power, now stop their activities. The smell of ozone is thickened in the combustion cavity. The man who had been walking gallantly, now looked curled up to hold his shoulder.