The Cruel Mafia Love Prison
Fights
In a place filled with colorful light rays, with disco music that makes anyone who hears it will surely dance and show his body's poignancy, especially for women. Plus there are many people who are sitting relaxing while drinking some alcohol alcoh*l that makes their consciousness slowly begin to fade.
A moment later came the presence of a person in a black jacket who entered the place. The look he showed proved that there was something he was looking for.
Patting the shoulder of one of the men in the club. One of the men in a black jacket who was none other than Richard he also confirmed to someone to call his boss.
"Even Lord, forgive me" he pardoned as he crouched.
"Well hurry go and call your superiors now quickly ...," he decisively ordered.
"Okay Master I will call him now," he hurried back he got up.
"So there's someone who wants to see madam?"said one of the men who approached a woman.
"Someone who?"
"I'm the one who wants to see you" continued one of the men who then approached him.
His steps began to approach him. A gaze that he could not lie to after he knew who someone dared to face him was.
"You .. You're not Richard, are you, husband of that damn woman!"
Like the original speech talk without thinking first. And with the rest of the woman who is none other than the stepmother of Resya she said without thinking what her words were very suitable for her to say.
Richard, who heard it, immediately hit the table in front of him. With decisive action that he did everyone in front of him was surprised, not least stepmother Resya herself.
"Stop, stop you insulting him or I won't hesitate to give you a calculation" he threatened with his hand pointing at the woman.
"Oh. Apparently now you've loved that damn woman so much that I swear to her you look upset like this. Oh yeah, what's up? What made you set your foot in front of me? Do you need my help?" ask the woman proudly.
"I don't have time to serve someone like you. But I'm not leaving here until I find out something I want to know?"
"I know very well you are a very cunning woman and your mind is only money. But I don't want to talk about it because to me there is something more important than your business. And you, you still remember very well what the face of Resya's father was ... ex-husband that you once killed?"
"You? How dare you say that. What do you mean to say that I'm the one who killed my own husband" he snapped back.
"Have a crafty woman like you no longer needed to perform before me. So quickly you show me a picture of Resya's father then I'll go. About the murders you've been doing to your ex-husband? You take it easy I'll keep my mouth shut and not reveal this secret to anyone!"
"What are you really after why you suddenly came asking me to show you a picture of my ex-husband. Even on the other hand you deliberately threatened me for actions that I did not do at all. Are you tired of living. Do you want to seek death by courageously setting your foot in my territory?"
"There's still a lot of work I have to do, so quickly you show me the photo of what I'm going to use rude to force you!"
"So you challenged me? Alright. You guys!" quickly finish this man!"
"Good madam!"
The hand that had clenched earlier was clenching to harbor his anger. Now in a matter of seconds his anger was no longer pendam. Seeing that the target was in sight, with a thousand steps he finally kicked one by one opponent to make their bodies immediately fall to the ground.
His intention to rise swiftly Richard turned to kick him again and a precise clash hit the man's stomach for not accepting the man ruined his plan.
And Richard continuously gave his attack. The man named Richard was constantly beating at the opponent like a fidelity. Not giving his opponent to fight back in the slightest. While issuing a rough swearing. .
While one of his men who had been in a half lying position on the ground and continued to get a merciless blow from Richard, he tried to get up. Until he finally found a crack and just got straight away, giving a raw bogeman to Richard's face.
Make the man back out from before him. The man who received the unexpected attack then retreated his footsteps. With hunting breath he stared intently like a tiger towards the man who was now standing despite the distress and whimpering occasionally.
Without paying attention to anything else, the young man again attacked him with an ever-increasing burst of emotion.
SERIATE.