The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Freefall

“Damn it!” thomas Bolton said that when Adriano's arms were coiled around his neck, it felt increasingly tight to strangle him. He held and held the burly arm, so that he could breathe a little.

“Hold you all movement or I broke this man's neck with a single blow,” Adriano grinned behind the helpless body of Thomas.

Hearing Adriano's bluff, the well-built men fell silent, but remained alert while pointing guns at Adriano.

“Rethink before screwing up, Mate! You won't win against us who number much more!” grunt Thomas again. Even in a desperate situation, he still had a satisfied laugh.

“Don't say much! Now, get one of your men to give me the gun!" adriano Sentak.

“Dream only, you,” Thomas chuckles again. However, his laughter instantly came to a halt when one hand of Adriano gripped the top of his head, then pulled him to the side. That's when Thomas realized that Adriano was not playing games, that the handsome man with blue eyes was intent on breaking his neck. Thomas' survival instincts begin to emerge. He didn't want to die silly at Adriano's hands, so Thomas had no choice but to shout loudly at one of his men, “Give me your guns! Throw it at me!” her word.

His men looked at each other before one of them came forward and threw a weapon. The long gun was lying right next to Adriano's right foot. Luwes, the man pulled the rifle with his foot. He kicked her up, then quickly grabbed her with his right hand. The weapon, now dashing in the hands of the chairman of Tigre Nero.

Not wanting to waste time, Adriano fired the rifle at the men who surrounded him. All had no time to retaliate or resist the attack, because it had first collapsed with a few bullets penetrating their bodies. Adriano added several shots at the man who had hit him in the face, although the man had collapsed lifelessly. Satisfied blue-eyed man after finishing off the gunmen.

However, there is one who can escape the shot blindly, namely a woman named Duscha. His body twitched and rolled. He was hiding behind Adriano who was too focused on shooting Thomas Bolton's men.

Unexpectedly, Duscha took out his knife from behind a leather jacket and instantly slashed Adriano's wrist holding the weapon. Blood begins to flow from the incision wound that extends from the end to the elbow. However, the man was still holding his weapon.

Not wanting to take a risk, Adriano shot Duscha, but unfortunately missed. The woman can first avoid the shot directed at her.

Adriano spewed his bullet again. This time targeting Thomas Bolton's left thigh, then he hit the man's head until unconscious on the floor.

Adriano then turns to Duscha who is still lusting after him. The woman dashed towards Adriano bravely, while swinging her knife. Not wanting to waste his energy, Adriano pulled the trigger of the weapon he was still holding towards Duscha. However, it was a pity that the bullet had been used up, so he could only use the weapon as a shield from the knife attack against him.

Duscha pulled the knife back at Adriano. However, that man was too tough for a woman like her. With ease, Adriano dodged and rejected Duscha's hand using a rifle butt, until his knife was broken in two. A golden opportunity for Adriano. He immediately kicked the stomach and hit Duscha's pretty face. The woman staggered before collapsing. Unsatisfied, Adriano pulled Duscha's hair and pointed it at him. “Hey, how are you?” his god while grinning viciously.

In a semi-conscious state, Duscha returned Adriano's charming smile. “You look sexier, Handsome,” the mess while laughing softly.

“So, do you still want to make love to me?” ask Adriano in a flat tone. The man's hand tighter grabbed Duscha's hair with blood on the corner of his lips. The Russian woman grimaced softly. However, he still kept a smile on the sidelines of his ringing.

“Of course,” Duscha reached out to Adriano. Immediately, Adriano twisted the outstretched right hand until the owner screamed in pain.

Adriano intended to get out of the warehouse where he was held. However, suddenly Thomas Bolton's sprawled hand immediately gripped his leg. The handsome man who now looked disheveled turned around. He grinned and kicked Thomas in the face until he regained consciousness.

Not wanting to waste any time, Adriano ran out of the building. There, he sees Don Vargas's inventory vehicle that has been loaned for him. The black sedan was parked in front of the warehouse. His condition was still smooth, just like the last he was riding. Adriano rushed to open the door of the car that turned out to be locked. “Sial!” his gerrick. He kicked through the roof of the vehicle, as if he had forgotten that his hand was injured. Adriano only realized when the blood that continues to pour profusely from his right hand, wet some parts of the car body.

The man forgot for a moment his anger. He then removed the white shirt that no longer had buttons, then tore and twisted over the incision using only one hand. Adriano then fastened the shirt quite tight with the help of his neat teeth. What he did, was meant to inhibit the blood that kept dripping.

His mind is now turned to something else. He thought about how to unlock the car and turn it on.

Adriano then looked around the place. Beside the warehouse, there were several rifles and pieces of iron that just leaned against the wall. He immediately ran over there, then took out one rifle and a fairly long piece of iron. Adriano checked the number of bullets in the gun.

After making sure the items he was going to use, Adriano returned to the car and broke the window using iron. It makes the alarm go off and sound loud. The loudness of the car alarm has made Thomas Bolton regain consciousness from fainting.

The man immediately stood up and was stunned to see all his men who had fallen. So did Duscha, the most formidable warrior. “Damn it!” Thomas cursed loudly as he ran outside the warehouse limping. Adriano's bullet got lodged in his leg. However, he called and asked someone for help.

“Hei!” Thomas shouted loudly when he saw Adriano trying to start the car engine, by cutting the starter cable. Thomas ran towards the car, but unfortunately Adriano had managed to turn it on. The vehicle drove off leaving Thomas, who kept trying to stop the Tigre Nero clan chief, even though he had to run with difficulty.

However, just after Adriano's car left the sheep farm, another black SUV came from the opposite direction. Unyielding, Adriano stepped on the accelerator and slammed the steering wheel to the left. The vehicle was uncontrollable until it hit a wooden fence surrounding a large grass field, and became a place of sheep grazing.

Adriano's driving his vehicle. He quickly drove the car across the grassland until it reached a highway. The handsome man thought he was safe. However, his estimate turned out to be a big one. The SUV caught up and is now directly behind the car that Adriano was driving. The black SUV even repeatedly hit the bumper of the car in front of him.

Adriano was more alert to control the steering wheel, because to the right of the highway was a rocky precipice. He was more careful, especially when the SUV was on the left side of his car. The vehicle continued to graze and hit Adriano's car. Not staying silent, the chairman of Tigre Nero reciprocated the treatment of the black car by crashing it back until the unidentified SUV vehicle came out of the roadmark and hit the barrier.

Adriano smirked with satisfaction while accelerating the speed of his car. However, again his smile must again fade when another vehicle follows behind. Through the rear-view mirror, Adriano can clearly see someone removing half a limb from the car window while holding a gun. The man who was none other than Thomas, threw a bullet from the rifle he pointed at Adriano's car. The shot hit the back of the car until it broke.

Adriano immediately lowered his head to avoid the whirring of the bullet that Thomas fired at him, making the concentration of the man crumble. He was caught off guard when he saw the bend that was right in front of his vehicle. When he regained consciousness, Adriano belatedly turned the wheel. Half the car body is already outside the barrier between the highway with a steep ravine.

Adriano lost control. He couldn't get the car back on the highway. The man can only resign when his vehicle glides free and crashes to the bottom of the abyss.

At the back with a distance not so far from the point where Adriano's vehicle fell, the car that Thomas was riding appeared to stop. The man got down from there while carrying his long-barreled rifle. While the pants he was wearing were full of blood stains from gunshot wounds. Thomas cheered and circled around to celebrate the victory. “Death to you, boss Tigre Nero!" he said while smirking with satisfaction.

"Duscha! Andreja! I present Adriano D’Angelo's death to both of you!” thomas cried out as he spread out his arms and turned his face toward the sky. The man laughed out loud with an immeasurable sense of happiness and pride. He looked back at the bottom of the ravine, where there was a car wreck that had been shredded in some parts. The wide laughter again adorned Thomas' fierce face. "The gates of hell are waiting for you, Adriano D'Angelo. Welcome back to Matteo de Luca there," he often said.