THE BATTLEFIELD OF LOVE
Part 21's. Break Your Teeth!
After the perfect pasta and steak came I'm glad he brought me here.
"The restaurant is good, the food is good too. Thank you for bringing me here."
"I'm glad you like it. I was invited by a co-worker here. I decided this was a good restaurant. And it's pretty crowded here."
"The wine is also good, they still have Merlot wine. " The red wine with the plum flavor has a taste that I like. "Repeating General..."
"Don't call me General, that rank makes me sound old." I laughed, I liked to call him that. As Monica said it takes a three-star to conquer me, good looking is not enough.
"Alright, Gilbert's toast,..."
"That's better." The crisp clinking of the glass sounded in my ears.
I'm happy tonight. But then someone I saw made my fun very disturbed. My face changed quickly, bajin*gan Dave Thomas is here?! With women?! Bajin*gan! I'll make the calculations on him now.
"What do you see?" Gilbert realized the change in my face water of course, it was very obvious.
"The bastard who sold my sister as a guinea pig. I'll*bu*noah him." I stood up and walked to his desk. If her teeth don't date tonight don't call me Eliza again.
"Wait!" Gilbert tried to stop me, but I half ran to his desk.
"Hey what are you doing?!" I grabbed her collar. His family's top five rich guys in Canada, I don't care at all. Is he here to escape capture?!
"What are you doing?! You bastard're still asking." The finish of that sentence was when my fist floated against his face. And the woman he was carrying screamed in fear.
I haven't practiced for a long time as a result of the punch I did not slap and my knuckles even hurt because of the wrong target. But I don't give a shit. Once again my punch hits I want to break his nose. And this time it worked. Dar*ah chokes at the second*an. And then third and fourth, actually I didn't realize how many more blows I'd put on his face.
"Hey Miss!? Stop that!" His two bodyguards ran quickly to separate us.
"Ohh relying on your bodyguards?! You're weak!" Once again I hit him in the face still clutching his shirt collar.
"You don't have to interfere!" Gilbert blocked his guard. But they're advancing of course. But it seems Gilbert is reliable. The men beat him but he could dodge and beat them back. Gilbert can handle the bodyguard, I'm in the wind, more eager to beat him.
"You're a crazy woman?!" Now he's protecting his head, afraid I'll hit him again. Didn't get his head I hit him on the sidelines*ngka*ngannganngannya with my feet. This time his body immediately folded forward, and lastly my knee struck his face. I made sure his teeth were broken! Fortunately I used pa*nts which allowed me to listen* him with satisfaction. He was said to have snuggled up on the floor.
"Eat that bajin*g*an! I'll take you to jail soon." My appetite is gone.
I walked quickly to the cashier's desk with people's gazes. "Where's manager?! I paid for the damage and the bill!" Actually I didn't break anything, I just broke his teeth and broke his nose, hopefully his ball (egg) was also broken.