Psychopath Girl The Mafia Boss's Daughter

Psychopath Girl The Mafia Boss's Daughter
Um... What are you guys planning?


Lina was wearing loose clothing to cover her pregnancy. He didn't tell anyone about this, including Ramona and her friend Ira. The fact of her pregnancy is known only to Daniel and some of his subordinates who are often at home. Lina did not want to tell them this because she could not imagine how they were feeling when she heard it. Happy huh? Or angry and hateful? No. gabe. Lina didn't want them to hate her because she was pregnant out of wedlock. What will they think?


"Lina!" call Ira who saw the theme in the corridor.


"Ira," Lina replied as soon as she turned her head.


Ira suddenly examined Lina's face. "You're getting fat, Lina. That guy must've taken very good care of you until you were fat like this."


"Yira!! It's still morning! Don't start," Lina snapped because not even a minute of meeting Ira had upset her.


"Hide... But I didn't lie to Lina. You did get fatter," Ira pinched Lina's squashy cheek.


"Aahs... Stop that," Lina tried to let go of Ira's pinch that made her cheek hurt.


Lina already knew that her weight had increased due to this pregnancy. It is only natural that Lina's appetite increases. He must meet the nutritional needs for himself and also the fetus that is being contained at this time.


"Oh, yes Lina. Have you seen Richard in the past few days?" Ira asked as they walked towards the classroom.


"No."


Even though Lina met him, Lina must have immediately avoided it. But it's a little weird. I haven't seen Richard in a long time. Where the hell did he go? Did Daniel do anything to her? Was he killed at the hands of Daniel's men? Daniel did say he wouldn't kill her but saw Richard's treatment in the hospital. Lina felt unsure that Daniel would keep his word.


"Hey. What are you daydreaming about?" Ira patted Lina on the shoulder which made Lina wake up.


"Huh? No, there's no."


"You're this. Always won't tell me," Ira said slightly frowning. "Hey, that's Richard," pointed Ira at Richard who walked over to them.


"Ira! Lina!" call Richard to both of them.


"Where have you been? Why haven't we seen you in the past few days?" ask Ira.


"I had an accident and was hospitalized a few days ago recovering at home. Today I just got back to college" Richard explained.


"Accident? Is this all because of Daniel?" thought Lina.


"Why didn't you tell us?"


"I did not intentionally tell you. I don't want you guys to worry."


"How seriously have your wounds recovered to this day?"


"Ep... Two rib fractures, a broken right hand, bleeding in the abdominal organs and a small head wound."


"Huh?! Is that that bad?"


"What did Daniel's men do until Richard was seriously injured?" lina Inner was quite surprised to hear that.


"At least you need a few months to make a full recovery."


"I knew. But I don't want to sit at home all day. So I decided to go to college today."


"Ep... There's something strange here," Lina suddenly felt an awkwardness toward Richard. "Why does Richard's attitude look mediocre? What else after the incident in the hospital the other day. By Richard's nature I knew he wouldn't be able to behave this way."


Lina tells Qazi about her premonition that someone is attacking them. Knowing that, Qazi was ready. And sure enough according to Lina's premonition. On the deserted streets they were followed by one black car. The car cut the speed of their car and incubated suddenly making Qazi had to step on the brakes as well. Four men got out of the car and went straight to their car. Lina and Qazi were calm because they had already guessed this, and were actually looking forward to it as well.


"Hazar them Qazi. It's time to try out your new weapon" said Lina, who was leaning back in the car seat.


"Of course I'll try it on them."


Qazi opened the car door and stepped out. He took out the weapon Lina had given him.


"Give the girl! Or your head is hollow!" said one of them while brandishing a weapon threatening Qazi.


Ignoring the man's words, Qazi immediately attacked him using a folding knife in his hand. Yes, just a knife. That's the new weapon Qazi gave Lina. Et... But it's not an ordinary knife. The knife was covered in poison that could kill its victim within seconds if the poison entered the bloodstream. Seeing their comrades fall down, the other friends immediately attacked Qazi by launching some hot timps.


As a member of Qazi's elite team could easily avoid that messy-launched shot. They must be just ordinary little thugs. With his speed, Qazi managed to scratch the throats of the three people. They all died instantly from the poison on the knife. The poison did not work on Qazi because he had eaten the antidote from Lina. Even if Qazi tampa accidentally scratched his skin due to the folding knife, he will not die.


Meanwhile, the shadow bodyguard that Daniel placed to protect Lina was secretly fighting once he saw Qazi's ability to kill his enemy very quickly. They haven't even come out to help.


Lina got out of the car to Qazi. "How's the new weapon?"


"remarkable. I didn't even scratch their throats too deep but they were dead instantly."


"Do you know who sent them?"


"Seeing from his abilities, they were not from any particular mafia member. They were just ordinary thugs given weapons. I will tell the events of today to the young master. The young master must have sent someone to investigate who told them to."


"How many shadow bodyguards have been asked to protect me clandestinely?"


Lina's question made Qazi a little surprised. Because he did not know about the shadow guard that Daniel placed.


"What shadow bodyguard? I don't know that."


"Oh... Then... I'm asking you all out!" lina's orders were firm.


The shadow guards did not come out at all. They could not believe that Lina was aware of their existence. Qazi, who was a member of the elite, was unaware of them, so why did this girl know? They are very good at disguising and hiding. There was no way they could be caught by this little girl.


"Nobody wants to come out? Fine."


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