
Az is ready for dinner with Alex. He went with Aldi and Gibran. Alex is unable to pick her up because of having to finish the job and Az also refuses to be picked up by herself by her.
"It looks like our car is being followed" Aldi said suddenly after a moment of silence watching the vehicle behind their car through the rear-view mirror of the car.
"Since when?" ask Gibran.
"After we enter the city street. At first I was hesitant but, the car kept following us." Aldi replied.
"Oh****." swear Gibran after several other cars blocked their way.
"We are under siege" Aldi said, seeing 4 cars in front of the roadblock and 2 cars in the back preventing them from taking a detour.
"Mrs take it easy, please just lock the car and call the master when we get out" Aldi said turning to Az.
In front and back of their car were already standing some men holding tools to hit people. Some carried baseball bats, axes, hammers to swords.
"It seems like this time it is quite troublesome" Aldi said as they stood in front of the car looking at their opponents who numbered quite a lot.
"You are outnumbered. Kneeling for mercy, we will let you die with your bodies intact." said one of the men who intercepted them.
"Want to finish us off? Are you guys capable?" gibran said with a dismissive tone to make the person angry.
"It looks like you chose to die with your body torn apart" the man said furiously.
"Stop them" said the man again.
The fight between them soon took place. With deft Aldi and Gibran able to paralyze opponents one by one. Although they resisted with their bare hands, Aldi and Gibran managed to knock out some of them.
"Only with this kind of ability do you dare to look for trouble heh? It's ridiculous." said Gibran with a smile with a look of disdain towards the opponent who was still standing staring furiously at them.
"Don't be happy just yet. This is just the opening menu for you" said the man with a meaningful smile.
"Plok plok block."
"Tap tap tap." After the man clapped his hands three times, the sound of footsteps came closer.
"Take the main menu from me" said the man after dozens of people surrounded them.
"Cih, this is just exciting. Every day like this is not boring" Gibran said.
"Not much nonsense. Face them if you are really capable or, kneel down please forgive and hand over the beautiful woman in the car then you can survive" said the group leader who surrounded them with a haughty tone.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha." Aldi and Gibran laughed heartily at the threat of his opponent.
Az just sat quietly watching the action of Aldi and Gibran without the intention of contacting Alex in the slightest.
"Contacting the possessive means I lost the moment to train tonight" he said and put his phone back in the bag.
"It's lucky that I'm wearing pants instead of dresses or dresses tonight" Az said with a smile seeing Aldi and Gibran were overwhelmed by many opponents.
Az got out of the car and immediately aimed a kick at the person who was about to hit the head of Gibran who was trying to get up because he fell down after getting a kick.
"Bak buk bak." Agilely Az hit and kicked the weak parts of his opponent until one by one they fell with just one to two punches.
"Are we going to get fired after this because we're not better at fighting than our young mistress?" aldi asked Gibran without taking his eyes off the fighting Az.
"Either.... But, one thing is certain. We're gonna lose this head if we don't help the young lady right away and let her get hurt." gibran said then immediately tried to stand up to fight again even though his body was not able to stand stably because it had received a lot of hard objects.
"Duak akh...." Az kicked the man who was about to hit Gibran making the man scream in pain.
"Don't push yourself and become a burden" Az said as he continued to hit his opponent.
"It seems a bit troublesome if it doesn't make them really hurt. They always wake up and attack." muttered Az who was quite exhausted.
Az took out the dagger he had hidden on his waist then started attacking his opponent using that sharp dagger.
"Sret akh.." slashes of daggers and the sound of screeches of pain adorned the place.
"Dor's..... Akh.." a shot hit Az's left arm.
"**** who hurt the woman you're targeting?" derri asked surprised to see Az hurt.
"We'll get your wrath when he finds out." added Derri.
"Foolish with your master, I won't let that ja*ang woman slaughter my men one by one" said the shooter.
In the distance some cool people watching the action of Az jerked to see Az hit by gunfire. At first they wanted to help Aldi and Gibran immediately when they both lost but, seeing Az in action they wanted to see Az's ability first before helping him.
They did not expect that Az would be injured because his opponent was carrying a firearm.
"Oh si*l, we will lose our lives by letting the young mistress get hurt" said one of them and immediately pulled out a weapon preparing to attack.
"Ah save the young lady immediately" said the others.
"It's your fault, Gres." said the others.
"Don't turn anyone on. It's time for action." After that they start using the firearms they're carrying.
"Dor dor dor.." A few shots from outside the crowd left Derri's group confused and frightened.
Az could only hold his injured arm while looking at the direction the attack was coming from.
Derry makes use of when Az is caught off guard by hitting the nape of Az until the already weak Az faints. He took Az's body away amidst the chaos.
"Where's the young mistress?" ask a tall woman who still holds a gun.
"Immediately find a young mistress" he said again when he did not find the existence of Az around there.
"Bring Aldi and Gibran to the base for the medical team to handle first. Let me look for the woman's whereabouts." said another woman who also held a firearm.
"Let the others look for the mistress. Gres, you take Aldi and Gibran with me." said the man who had carried Gibran's body.
"Uh I can't argue. I cannot erase the trace of the existence of the jal*ng who had captivated the boss so that he disappeared forever." the inner woman named Gres while carrying the body of Aldi assisted by a colleague.