The Revenge of Impotent CEO
Chapter 190

"Dear watch! Akhhhh!" ziva shouted as they almost hit a small child running towards the road. Lucky Lolan hit the brakes so fast, that a little kid out there didn't get hit too badly.

"Darling, you're okay, aren't you?" lolan asked Ziva who was still covering his face in fear. Slowly Ziva put away his palms, opened both eyes and hugged Lolan tightly.

"We're okay?" ask Ziva back with a body trembling in fear.

"How are you?"

"I'm doing fine. But—" Ziva let go of his embrace, then stared ahead there.

"You stay here and don't get out of the car, I'll check the little boy," Lolan said, then exited the car, leaving Ziva alone in the car.

"Are you okay?" Lolan helped stand up a little boy who was about seven years old.

"Help me Om" cried the little boy with the handsome face, he stood up slowly with his legs sprained quite badly.

"Take the kid off!" shouted a burly man in all black clothes and a face full of scars.

"You ready this kid?" tanya Lolan immediately grabbed and clenched the skinny body of the boy she hit.

"I'm his dad, get him!" the man pulled out a sharp knife.

"I've hit him, so I have to take him with me first to treat him" Lolan said, hiding the boy behind his body.

"Find him!" the man approached while pointing his sharp knife at Lolan. On the streets surrounded by dense and dark forest that only illuminated by the light of car lights, the two of them brutally fought each other. Seeing that, Ziva got out of the car, Ziva nimbly took the little boy into the car, precisely in the back seat.

"You're okay, aren't you, son?" ziva asked as he stroked the sweaty face of the handsome little boy.

"You're safe now, don't cry anymore, honey." Ziva hugged the little boy with warmth.

"My father is very evil, do something to save good Om," he added asking Ziva to do something to save Lolan who is still involved in fighting out there.

Ziva's tears instantly escaped when he saw Lolan being slightly hit by a sharp incision from a creepy man out there. Ziva nimbly picked up the Colt-type pistol Lolan had hidden. "You stay here, yeah, honey. Don't go anywhere. Close your eyes, too, ears,"

After getting a nod of the head from the handsome boy, Ziva immediately got out of the car. Ziva walked quickly closer, Lolan was nervous to see his wife who came back out of the car. While he could not do much after getting a wound on his stomach. Fortunately the incision was not too deep, but still Lolan difficult to get back up.

"How dare you hurt my husband!"

DOR'S!

DOR'S!

Twice the shot hit the leg of the burly man who almost wanted to stab Ziva. However, with the speed and accuracy of his shot, Ziva was able to make the man unable to dwell.

After that, Ziva immediately threw away his gun and led Lolan into the car. "Darling, I'm okay, don't cry anymore. It's just a small wound." persuaded Lolan to try to stop his wife's crying.

"You are so hurt, how could I not panic and worry" Ziva said.

"Well, now you move in and sit in the back seat. Go with the little boy, he's scared. We have to get out of this dangerous place" Lolan and Ziva said, moving into the back seat, albeit with some hesitation. Lolan's compulsion and pity for the little boy back there, made Ziva instantly move that very second.

After making sure his wife had moved to the back seat safely and well. Lolan hit the gas and focused on driving with only one right hand. While his left hand, Lolan used to smother the incision wound on his abdomen.