King Mafia And His Angel
The King and Queen Mafia
In the past
Little zehra
11 Year old.
Cullen was standing straight looking straight ahead, his eyeballs staring intently at zehra.
"Thank your guns"
Shouted Cullen in a loud voice.
Mommy Zehra was standing to the left of Cullen, shaking her head slowly towards zehra.
A trembling looking female servant was standing at the end there, a watermelon was right above her head.
1 The mistake he made this morning, spilling breakfast belonging to mistress MC Dores made the cullen wrathful to cause himself to stand on the verge of his death.
"Fuck and shoot"
Cullen yelled back at zehra.
The little girl started to pick up her weapon.
"If you shoot him in the right position, the servant survives, otherwise the servant dies in your hands"
Zehra tried to put the weapon right in front of her face, she closed one eye, looked at the servant's face which seemed to be sweating coldly, the servant's body was clearly trembling.
Since he was 3 years old he was treated like a man, his hair was never allowed to grow long, he was forced to learn to use weapons, his whole body was tempered to be strong, to be strong, when children play dolls or cooking games, his daddy has taught himself how to lift a gun and sword, must be able to martial even must be a heartless human.
Her dad obviously always said.
"Your mafia, you're the king and Queen Mafia of Cullen"
What he learned from his daddy was clearly inversely proportional to what Mommy taught him.
The mommy is definitely the most gentle woman she knows, so patient and loving, never taught zehra to take up arms, every day her Mommy clearly said.
"He is precious, do not easily exterminate him, as we have a family, they also have a family"
His mommy had taken him on the run in the past when he was 5 years old, 2 years old disappeared suddenly he was back in the found, he said, when she was 9 years old her mommy brought her back away but again zehra was rediscovered, and ever since she found this leg, she has been, by the Daddy he was locked up in an old building in the middle of the forest surrounded by a huge wall towering and his daddy closed all access to his life with the outside world, although it used to be the same but this time it was clearly a more terrible place.
And ever since she was found, she could hear several times her Mommy kept being treated unkindly by her Daddy.
"One"
Zehra began to put her index finger towards the trigger of the gun in her hand.
"Two"
The sound of his Daddy's screams echoed throughout the forest.
"Three"
srtttt
Plashhh
cratttttt
The shot hit right in the middle of the watermelon, the waiter instantly fainted from shock as the gun bullet sped quickly in front of his eyes.
*******
"feet"
Her father shouted loudly, as zehra began to move to hit the opponent, a man who was about 25 years old.
When the word foot came out, zehra quickly jumped up, emangto then lunged at the man's face.
"Weapons"
Srtttt
zehra quickly swiped the sword in his hand.
Srttt
The man in front of him drew the sword.
"Eyes, feet, hands, focus..."
Her Daddy kept shouting when she started to fight swords, for hours should not get tired, since she was with the man was fighting each other and hit each other.
The wounds on his body and face were definitely not a serious matter for the zehra, as long as it could win, the rest was not an important matter.
1 her Mommy's message yesterday when it came.
"Prepare mentally, this time you must have managed to stay away from the cullen, even though you have to sacrifice many lives around you"