Father of My Son
Your wish This Time is Wrong
A leaning his body on the chair, he used one leg to push onto the table. A small dagger with a gold-colored engraving, playing between the burly fingers of the man.
A long-haired man entered the room. His arrival was greeted by A's small dagger, the sharp object shot and stuck in the door that had just closed the Marquis.
"God! You cut off two of my beautiful hair!" pekik Marquis's. The marquis stared dislikefully at A, he tidied up the hair that he thought was messy.
"You're late" said A.
Marquis was grieving, in fact he did not want to be late either. However, he had to finish the job before coming to see A.
The marquis dropped his ass on the sofa, took out a small box and placed it slowly on the table.
"That's your order, I just finished yesterday, why would you want poison like that?" asked the Marquis with a frown.
Smiling behind his mask. It was not in vain that he raised the Marquis by his side. Marquis is the son of a yakuza in Japan. However, there was a power struggle until the Marquis was expelled and exiled after a rebellion in the clan led by the Father. At that time, the Marquis fled from exile and was saved by Aric.
"In time you'll know, and I'll count on you when it comes" A said.
"Hit ..." The marquis shrugged his shoulders indifferently.
A lowered his legs, he got up from the chair he was sitting in. The masked man picked up the box the Marquis had placed, a wide smile on his lips. This is not the best plan, but A can use it when it is most urgent. He closed the box and put it in his pocket.
A's phone shook, he immediately picked it up. A short message from Rey, A's face stiffened he gripped the phone in his hand.
"We're leaving now!" Marquis, the long-haired man got up from his seat. He just got the same news as A from his men.
A nodded, the two men also walked out of the room. Tonight was a big deal in the south, there was chaos there. Some of A's men and the Marquis were wounded and even killed.
The black car A was riding at high speed, he did not expect the enemy to move this fast. The marquis's facial sharpness changed from usual, the poison king was already impatiently biting the enemy with his two fangs.
"Some are following us" A said after glancing at the rear-view mirror of the car.
The marquis was about to take his head out of the window. However, immediately prevented by A. A bullet shot up, hitting the back glass of their car.
"Damn!" revile A.
The marquis pulled out his gun, he fired back at the opponent several times. The Marquis' shot hit the shooter's arm.
One car has been disabled by the Marquis, by shooting the wheels of the car. But two cars soon followed and attacked them.
"Damn! why is it a lot of shredding," complained the Marquis, he was not so good at fighting rarely far away like this.
"Shut up and shoot them, I need to get home before my wife wakes up!" Jerky A.
A truck came from the opposite direction, at high speed the truck drove towards A and Marquis. Not wanting to die silly, A slammed the steering wheel to the left to dodge. A luxury car drove into the forest.
Brawny
The black car hit a tree, when A slammed the steering wheel turned out that one of their rear tires was shot.
The violent clash resulted in the mask that A wore cracking, the Marquis was unconscious.
"What a hell of a night," said A.
With his head still throbbing, A tried to get out of the car. With great difficulty he made it out, A helped the Marquis out.
After putting the Marquis' body to a safer place, A returned to his car. He lit a match and set the car on fire.
"How is he doing?" ask A with someone on the other end of the phone. Fortunately, A's phone was not damaged when the accident occurred.
"We're here, sir" replied the man.
"Contact Rey, pull all the kids back to base as well as the Marquis' men tell them to go back to base, do what they're supposed to do!" make a firm A.
"Okay sir, sir are you okay?"
"Send someone to meet me at the coordinate point I sent." A turned off his phone after sending the location to the Judge, he then set his breath.
A took off the shirt he was wearing, tore up the white shirt then bandaged the wound on the Marquis' head, hoping to slightly stop the blood coming out from the skin tear on the beautiful man's head.
After that, A tied the cloth to his own arm. Looks like A scratched the pointy iron while trying to get the Marquis out of the car.