The Revenge of the Injured Woman
Johan and Larry

The fast-sounding pace caught Mike's attention. In an instant he immediately turned his head and stared at the source of the voice. Dove, Red's flagship doctor, seemed to run with breathless breath, and the face also looked panicked like a person who had just faced a terrible thing.

"Mike, hell!" shouted Dove with a disjointed breath.

He is indeed not a member who has the ability in the field of killing. His expertise is only in the medical field.

"What's wrong?"

"At the front gate there was a riot. Many intruders attacked and killed our members. Help them, Mike!"

Mike surprised. Same with Athana. He still could not read the situation that was going on.

"Do you know where if there's a riot ahead?"

Mike looked suspiciously. Because, at the front gate equipped with advanced tools that are very complete. If something is suspicious, the guards simply push a button to notify the emergency situation. But there was no such movement. One more thing that makes Mike suspicious, Dove's workspace is upstairs. The man rarely went out, except when he was going home, and today is not his home schedule.

"We're partners, but your question seems to suspect me. It's up to you, Mike. If in doubt stay here, let me go down."

Dove just passed Mike. Still in quick motion, he picked up Athana's pistol on the floor. His face still depicts panic, there is no sympathy even though Athana is sprawled and almost dying in front of him.

"You can't fight!" snapped Mike who then made the Dove movement stop.

"Follow him and don't run away! Wait here, I'll be right back!" connect Mike.

"I believe you, Mike." Dove nodded with a smile.

After Mike stepped away, Dove also stepped closer to Athana. Then, grab that wiggly hand and put the gun in his hand. Dove did not say a single word, but gave the code through an eye. Athana understood immediately. With a remnant of power, he pointed his gun at Mike's back. Although the distance has started to move away, but it is still on target.

"Gee!"

Mike flinched and staggered for a moment. However, he was still standing despite his back pain and heat. His emotions were explosive as he had already realized a real betrayal.

"You!" furious Mike. He turned around and was ready to open fire. But Athana is moving faster. Another bullet shot through Mike's heart.

In the same second, Mike collapsed helplessly. His gun slipped off as blood soaked and bathed his body.

Athana smiled with satisfaction. However, the longer his view blurred. Until finally, everything went dark and he remembered nothing.

At the same time in a different place, Johan had already arrived at Larry's place. However, he was still at the gate and clashed with the guards.

"Hurry up and call your boss! I brought what he wanted. If your boss isn't a coward, call him here and take my daughter with you!" snapped Johan.

"I will not fall into your trap. Quickly call him here!" Johan is getting emotional. He felt played by the opponent.

"If you don't want to go in, please go home. Our master will never come out to see you." The guards' answers made Johan even more furious.

"Your gentlemen are really cowards!" Again Johan snapped at the guard.

"It's up to you how you judge. But that's the rule. Now, the choice is in your hands, go in or go home."

With no choice, Johan is forced to enter. He was willing to pawn salvation for the sake of his only daughter. This time the opponent did not accept any negotiations at all.

"I was carrying two guns with poisoned bullets, as well as deadly smoke from Mike. Hopefully this can help me get out of this curse place," Johan said as he followed the steps of the guard who took him into the palace mansion.

Johan entered alone, while the subordinates who had accompanied him were forced to stay at the front gate with weapons and money brought from Red.

"Where's your master?" johan shouted as she arrived at the living room. However, there was no sign of anyone.

"He's waiting for you inside. Come, you'll meet soon!" reply guards.

Stifling with annoyance, Johan continued his steps, passing through the living room and entering the spacious and luxurious room. In the middle of the room there is a set of chairs complete with a glass table on which contains cigarettes and several bottles of alcoholic beverages.

On the chair that turned her back to Johan, there was a man with straight hair and a little long brownish color. He sat up with one leg up, with a cigarette tucked between his fingers. He is Larry.

"Master, your guests have arrived." The guard reported politely and bowed slightly.

"Who is he? His movements were cold and cruel. He seems like a stranger, but .. why look for me? Did Athana persuade him? Ah, you cheap lady. He must have sold his body to this guy. Heh, he is arrogant towards me, but instead behaves shamefully towards others. Really no thanks." Johan cursed Athana in his mind.

However, Johan's curse was broken in a matter of seconds. The figure of the man who had just turned his back, now stood up and approached towards him.

"How are you? You remember me, right?" Larry raised both eyebrows while smiling lightly.

"Larry," Johan murmured in a soft and restrained voice.

His body froze as he stared at Larry standing straight in front of him. The man who had been in his past, the man who had been considered dead by him, was still healthy and looked even stronger.

"What have I missed?" inner Johan.

Seriate...