
After traveling for about half an hour, now Arsenio is in front of a second-floor house is quite large. Looks like some of his men were already around the area of the house to keep watch and lurk.
His assistant immediately approached his superior who looked very chaotic and injured hands.
"What happened to your hand, Mr Arsenio?"
Arsenio only displayed a flat face and completely disagreed with what her confidants revealed.
"It's just a small wound. So, don't go overboard. I want to get rid of that motherfucker who tricked me." Arsenio now expressed her frustration at imagining the impostor.
"The man always committed fraud. Even you became one of his victims and I'm sure he got a lot of money from the guy who told him to."
"Even this scam has been going on for a long time, and many people have been victims. So, we're arresting people who've been harming others."
Arsenio's heart immediately beat rapidly upon hearing the explanation from the assistant who was very excited to say the known thing, of course, made her feel very angry.
A feeling of anger now lingered within him and slowly gnawed at him. Even now the sound of his heart beating very fast, as if he wanted to jump from his place.
"That bastard, I must kill him immediately!" the circus of Arsenio who felt very angry when he found out that the current could no longer hold back his wrath once he remembered being the victim of a scam.
With a face that already looked terrible because it was overrun by mounting anger, Arsenio began to make a sound, "Who is the real name of the bastard? I'll finish him off with my own hands! I'll never let go."
Now, the assistant who saw the face with a flash of anger and hardened jaws, began to shudder in horror at his fearsome boss.
"What do you say, Mr Arsenio? I've called the police to arrest all of them and it may be coming soon."
Arsenio stared intently at her assistant for acting without telling him first. "Basic stupid! Why do you have to involve the police in my personal matters? Quickly tell me what his name is! Before the police come, I have to kill him first."
The assistant immediately felt very surprised to hear the words of his superior trying to thwart the crazy plan.
"Don't go crazy, sir! If until you actually kill him, then it will be languishing in prison."
Feeling extremely wrathful, Arsenio grabbed the collar of her assistant shirt and pulled towards him while shouting in a baritone voice, "Don't say much! Tell me quickly!"
Finally inevitably, the man began to answer questions from the man in front of him who seemed to have been overwhelmed by the anger. "The man's real name is Mark Zuckerberg, sir."
Arsenio immediately let go of her hand, hurriedly walked up to the house and told the guards to forcefully open the front door.
Arsenio directly punched the face of one of the men who was about to hit him and repeatedly lashed out punches. Last time, he directly stepped on the chest of the field from the man who was already lying on the floor.
"Where is a guy named Mark Zuckerberg? Quickly tell me where he is now!"
With his hoarse voice enduring the pain, the man began to answer the question of the man standing looming over him. "Mr Mark is in the upstairs room."
When he wanted to open one of the room doors, his dense netra was now sitting with the iris hazel of the man who tricked him.
"You? How can you be here?" mark Zuckerberg is currently rounding his eyes because he does not believe what he sees and thinks he will not survive today
Without further ado and not intending to answer the question from the man in front of him, Arsenio immediately raised her hand to throw a fist at the man in front of her.
Of course as expected, the man fell to the floor of the room. Without wasting any time, Arsenio sat down many times lashing out her blows from being overwhelmed by a burning fury.
"Basic asshole! You must accept my vengeance! You're just a useless swindler! Did that bastard Nick pay you? How much do you take? Until you dare to deceive me. I will really make you regret for daring to deal with me!"
With a very brutal Arsenio repeatedly beat the face of the man who had made him feel very angry. Even the bloodstains now filled the face of the man he had beaten.
The assistant immediately stopped the crazy actions of his boss because he felt very worried if later he would end up in prison for vigilante.
"Mr Arsenio, stop. Let the cops handle this guy because he's dealing with the law." The assistant even spoke while holding the burly arms of the man he respected so much that he realized the mistake and did not go crazy by killing the lives of others.
Now Arsenio stands from the body of a man who is very angry with the position of the hand that is still held by his assistant.
"Let go! Or did I fire you?" Arsenio looked at the face of the man to her right with a piercing glare.
Of course, the man who had been a personal assistant immediately let go of his employer's hand for fear that he would instead be targeted and make his face battered by being beaten by the Boss himself.
Now Arsnio turned to look at his assistant. "Contact a lawyer to sue this man for fraud. He's gonna have to pay for everything he did in prison."
Until the moment Arsenio who had just closed her mouth, Mark Zuckerberg's soft voice was heard withstanding the pain. "If you do, then immediately scattered photos of you while making love to the woman I was with."
Arsenio and the assistant who were very surprised by the words of the man who had fallen weakly on the floor, now sat down with each other. As if trying to ask with the eyes of thinking misheard.
"What, Mr Arsenio fucked another woman?"
"You heard it, but you must have thought it was wrong to hear it. You didn't hear wrong because that's the truth."
While Arsenio was still silent on the spot, now began to understand why she had become unconscious and woke up in the bed of one of the hotel rooms.
Reflexes slashed back at the man and directly pointed the hand at his neck.
"Sat! I'm gonna fucking kill you!" the current circus of Arsenio could not hold back any longer the wrath to further make the man who was lying on the floor and helpless again direct a punch to punch the face of the man who had cheated him out today these.
To be continued...