The Queen Of Thugs

The Queen Of Thugs
Chapter 39's


Asta Devany prov's.


The bell rang loudly when all students scattered out of the class hoping to get to their homes as soon as possible and away from school.


"Zy, you go home by yourself yes I want the mall with my friends." Mury looked at me with a look.


'Gue don't want you to come with me.' I guess that's what I mean by his gaze. anyway I have an appointment with Devin so I just nodded and ignored the sharp gaze of my friends.


After making sure they had left I stepped out of the classroom and down the deserted school corridor, before coming out of the classroom building I saw many people dressed in black walking towards my classroom building.


I bit my lip, obviously it was Mr. Andrew's subordinate. I had to leave right through the back door before they found me because I didn't know their purpose here.


But didn't Mr. Andrew approve my resignation? then why are they here?, wait for the next time they want to conduct a survey of new students in this semester by choosing students who have high talent potential.


Ah it's better I have to get out of here, after all, the affairs of the Intelligence Academy are not my business anymore. the M16 party alone has let me go without making me complicated even a little bit just a little remove my data from the list of members.


Bruck...


I lurched back when someone hit me so hard that I fell on the floor.


"I'm sorry. I'm sorry."Somebody's great-grandson.


I stared at the helping hand without hesitation I accepted it and got up.


"I didn't mean it on purpose."Clearly in a soft voice.


The girl with the braid and glasses with thin glass looked down her face guiltily.


"Anu seriously I accidentally bumped you that, I was in a hurry so it was not intentionally ..."His words stopped when a teacher interrupted us.


"Gita, it turns out you're here where you've been - where you haven't met." The teacher with the bushy mustache and the batik shirt approached the two of us.


His eyes are staring at me sharply."Don't you know already? if that lesson hour, the jacket has to be taken off! there was a kid who told me that you were wearing a jacket during class."


I ignored the teacher's words and got busy with my nails that I had scissors on.


"You hear me talk no?."Her jerks aren't happy.


I rolled my eyeballs around lazily, then wrote a few words on scrapbook paper.


'Sorry sir I don't know that, I'm new here.'


The teacher looked at me with a stern look."Yes, next time do not repeat understand?."


Seeing me nod he smiled with satisfaction, then turned to look at the geeky girl who was standing next to me.


"You're called the headmaster,"


"Yes sir, now I'm going there."


"Alright, then you take you."


The girl named Gita turned to me and said an apology that was answered with my nod.


I watched the two of them leave, then walked to the opposite direction from them. It didn't take long for me to get to the front of the school gate.


"Nearly half an hour I wait elo, the end comes too."He looked at me from behind his helmet.


I didn't care about him but he gestured for him to ride his motorcycle, it seemed that the guy understood the cues I did. deftly he rode the big white motor and started his engine.


Without further ado I jumped and sat in the back seat, and we left quickly before anyone knew the identity of this guy. no doubt he is very popular in all the high schools in this city.


The roar of our motorbike boomed on the road quickly and agilely, our motorbike slipped there - here to quickly get to the destination before it rained.


When I turned to a quieter road but a fence greeted us, my heart beat when I realized our bike was speeding fast.


I bit my lower lip and closed my eyes hoping that nothing would endanger both of our lives, while my hand gripped Devin's waist.


"Let's just be calm I can stop with it smoothly."His words suddenly maybe he realized my fear at that moment our bike stopped even though it almost hit the fence in front of us.


"Yoo, Golden Star thug boss we meet again."A big boy and a mole similar to a gorilla came up to us.


"Of course we picked the wrong time" The black gorilla glanced at me.


"Better you all get out of front of me before I send you to the morgue."Ketus Devin with a cold face.


The gorilla laughed loudly while his subordinates were silent.


"Loe's too arrogant Dev!."The gorilla's growled.


"Eh loe the chairman of the Wolf fire gang right? it's not the thugs at school I've never found because - because of gang loe ."Sela Devin bete"Ngapain loe nyari fuss amu?."


"Geng loe emang never realized because of my gang, but someone told me to give a message to elo." Her reply.


I looked at the gorilla in surprise.


"What message?, and gini how do you nyampein message to me?." Devin stared at her expressionlessly while the gorilla grinned and gave her a black envelope.


"Sorry abis loe if spoken well - well must be ogah."


"When have I been talking to you?."Cetus Devin.


"Since loe mukul adi until fainting, I was horrified from the rumors circulating."Reply to the Gorilla as Devin retrieves the black envelope.


"Huh, yeah, I'm going first."Without waiting for an answer we left them dead.


Actually what the hell is in this guy's behavior?, until - until other people think talk to him should use a strange way . shortly thereafter we stopped at a roadside pecel catfish stall.


"Don't protest, the food here I guarantee it tastes really good."His words when he saw me staring at the stall in wonder.


"Although the place is not as good as the famous dining in the city, like Tatemukai restaurant." Her lips.


I took off my helmet and walked after the guy from behind, as I entered inside I was glued well it was not like a fancy dining place.


Here everything is very simple but neatly arranged, after being satisfied to see the contents of this stall I turned to look at Devin who was staring at me with a big smile while his right hand was patting the bench next to him.


He asked me to sit next to him, inevitably I would end up sitting there. Unlike the other conglomerate son who was ogah to eat at the tent stall near the road.


The child like her does not matter where she eats, as long as the taste of her food is appropriate on her tongue.