King Mafia And His Angel

King Mafia And His Angel
Still holding on


4 opponents down.


The remaining 2, 1 were foreigners and one was Edgard.


Think Zehra.


He streaked as fast as lightning bolted towards the top, hoping that nothing would fall down among his other friends.


Zehra kept running by keeping her ears and eyeballs on, not wanting her to be off guard against Edgard. Because he knew the man would be quite difficult to deal with.


On the other hand the 3 herds of Zehra's team darted in the direction of Zehra's orders from the beginning before the match began, there were even those who twisted back to back with the plan that the master had arranged perfectly.


1 his comrades who ran apart the direction immediately choked when he saw Edgard was standing right in front of him, in a position ready to dart his arrows.


Zehra paused for a moment, trying to put her ears on nicely, she could still hear the sound of her feet running from her left side 2 directions in the opposite direction, she said, but some time later the sound of running footsteps stopped instantly.


Zehra's eyeballs were rounded when she realized something bad must have happened to the man.


Instantly, a voice echoed from each side of the forest stating that the friend fell in a matter of seconds.


Zehra clasped tightly onto her palm, trying to continue running towards the front without intending to look back at all.


One of his promises to his team since yesterday.


Nothing can be uprooted, if it happens I assume you died not in vain, I will continue to fight for everyone to be okay.


Edgard's eyeballs seemed to be staring at Zehra from a distance as if looking at a living prey he was ready to turn off.


Zehra suddenly veered to the right, darting towards the direction that Edgard did not really understand where, the man obviously did not care, as long as he could get the zehra, he said, wherever the woman is she must chase and catch him.


Zehra continued to run, darting down the forest path that swooped almost like a ravine, but did not corner her spirit to keep running from before Edgard.


The man clearly frowned, he thought that the woman would run away? when squeezed and pressed he thought what could Zehra possibly want to escape?.


Then suddenly Zehra just disappeared from his sight as they slid down, Edgard momentarily stopped his steps when he realized he stopped at a lake child whose water looked so calm.



Edgard tried to put up his ears well, trying to hear Zehra's movements for quite a long time, his eyeballs kept staring at him with millions of vigilance.


She knew that Zehra obviously could not be underestimated at all, and that she could move so gently without being detected at all.


He was sure that the arrow that shot and destroyed the arrow was Zehra, no one could move that fast like the queen.


Until without Edgard knowing, Zehra began to come out of the water with a movement so slowly, from a sitting position to stand perfectly right behind Edgard.


Walking without making a single sound, approaching Edgard and his right hand slowly let out something with such a slow motion.