Fondled Passion 3 Cogan
Fighting Him Not Knowing Fear

After the panic effect command, now finally the car has been moved to drive away, immediately lost from sight. In the heart of prayer, so that Dilla is escorted safely to the house.

"Come, let's teach them a lesson" I told a hired bodyguard.

"Good, boss!" reply agreed.

Helmet for head protection immediately we wear. Without wasting time, just direct the hired bodyguard I told to drive a motorbike, so that this self is more free to retaliate against the behavior of the enemy. It always felt like he was the target. He thought we were afraid, so he was free to attack.

The hand had brought the baseball bat, which I had ordered from the guards, before they came to pick me up. There is no need to fear if he is armed with a gun. Do not be defeated by reason, do not rely on strength alone.

With the speed of different vehicles, now the action wants to teach lessons ready to be launched. When another vehicle was empty, we cut off the road to cross. The baseball hit was already in a tight tremor, ready to swing as the enemy car stayed a few meters away from my bike.

"Feel this. I will not give up on defeating you either. Don't think you can win from us, "Focused eyes so that the hand when swinging will be on target that I want to hit.

One pat on the shoulder, the boys understood that I told him to increase his speed. Many honked, as our journey prevented them from going forward. We are both fearless again. Glass helmet I made, designed ready to launch the hand.

Bruuk .. braak .. krontang, with a strong blow has landed on the front of the enemy car. Take a moment back, to make sure that the action was not in vain.

Braaak, with the rough of the enemy's car finally fell as well, hit a large tree on the side of the road. Maybe the broken glass is so badly damaged, making the scene of the perpetrator not clearly see the road, until ready not ready to dented car hit.

Sleot .. brum, with a sudden brake now our motor is ready to turn around again according to the flow of the road, where the guard with me wants to try to see the state of the enemy. The motor began to drive closer to the car, which had been seen in front of him had reflected the smoke.

Without fear, I now try to get off the bike, and walk towards the car and try to peek at the black mirror of the car, whether the person is fine or has been seriously injured. There seemed to be two people with helpless heads like fainting. There was some blood appearing to be starting to dig from his forehead and nose. The hand tried to open the door to make sure it was clearer, but unfortunately the door could not be opened.

"Aah, shit. Why is the door locked from the inside? May he die, so as not to harm us again," a still uneasy heart murmur.

"Damn, why do people seem to want to come here? I can't be sure if I'm alive or dead, '" Lamented.

Because it does not want to linger there are problems again the same person, it must be a quick motion to avoid. There is fear too, as everyone begins to stare at the enemy's car, which may also want to see the state of the person inside. Fear if we are still there, will be accused as the main perpetrator. For safety we had to flee.

"Good, boss."

With a feeling of relief, now I can finally subvert the enemy, who was not willing to give up and continue to pursue the desire to kill. But on the other hand there is anxiety too, because the opponent I can not clearly recognize who he is, whether it is really the family of the man who killed Dilla's brother for revenge or not.

Weeesss, with a sense of awakening from daydreaming, now I was made so shocked when a rough car suddenly overtakes us quickly.

"Isn't ... isn't that ... it was the enemy's car?" My unexpected guess.

"It looks like it is, Boss. Duh, it turns out he's still hunting us. How's nih?

"Take the bike fast. Come ... come!" Patted his shoulders many times to do what I told him to do.

The heart began to fidget again, because the enemy was not willing to give up and the strong did not want to give up just like that.

Seen from afar, the outermost hand is pointing a weapon.

"Awaasss, careful!" Panic when he was ready to take aim at us.

"Aaahh, fuck. Why is the gun ready to slide?

"But, Boss?"

Dooor .. buuup, without careful preparation, finally a hot lead has landed in the body of the guard, until without balance the speed of our motor finally began to unbalance, which for a long time seemed to be falling.

Sleees, with the rough body of the motor has fallen on the asphalt body unprepared, so inevitably our bodies have both been dragged away to push the asphalt body, when the speed of the motor was squeezed strong.