Tough and cold girl

Tough and cold girl
01


"the brash kid"


Plakk


The hard slap landed on the smooth face of a teenage girl who stood pecking, since earlier even when angry until a hard slap made her not budge only her head was pinched a little, but her head was still slightly, there are no tears or facial expressions of pain that there is only a flat face and as usual get it.


"The child does not know in profit, useless" The cry and mockery continues to be thrown from the mouth of the middle-aged man whom the girl often calls father, father, yes the middle-aged man slapped and insulted his own biological child.


"I'm sick of seeing your face, you fucking girl" The man's wrath again, then pushed, and then slammed his body against the floor, then banged his head against the wall until it bled, there was no ringing, moaning, or crying he just kept silent did not open his mouth in the slightest as if what he was going through did not hurt at all and the incident was witnessed by 3 others, he said, a middle-aged woman, and 2 different teenagers of that type just silently watched, no look of pity or compassion just the occasional look of satisfaction they showed.


"Go from before me" the middle-aged man insisted. Without waiting for the order twice, the girl immediately stood up and walked out of the house riding back on the black sports bike that she had just parked in the yard a few minutes ago, the motorbike came back out of the yard.


A few minutes drive, after it was quite far from home, but not out of the residential complex area, because the house was in an elite housing complex, he stopped his motorbike on the side of the road and went down and walked towards the wall, leaned against the wall and then burst into tears, not to cry or feel sad, he just wanted to rest for a while after the incident, touched the head that had hit felt something wet, he said, he saw that hand turned out to be fresh blood that flowed very much because it had been so far ago in the pocket of tissue, in his lap to clean the blood that continues to flow, and then took tissue in the bag of clothes, but he did not care or feel pain in his lap and the blood stopped flowing, after stopping Without treating he just put on a mask and then put on a helmet, riding his motorbike then drove away from there with above average speed. Now he's at the racecourse.


"Why don't you take it tonight?"


Ask one of his friends in the racing club.


"Tiba arrived wanting to race" he said flat and cold


"Lo sure? No problem" he asked again


"Hmm" he answered briefly


"Ok, Lo's opponent this time the most feared gang leader, he has never lost a race and if Lo is called queen racing while he is king racing, you have never fought right, you have never been, like this exciting we want to see the ability that is often dubbed the king and queen of the streets. You're ready" he asked again


"Hm"


"Ok if so I ask the opponent Lo first" he said intend to leave


"Wait" intercepted


"What" he asked as he turned around


"Not to know who I am" he said


He who understands the direction of the conversation immediately says "ok" then passes away in the direction he will fight.


-*-*-*


"Hi Broo" he said to a bunch of handsome guys like the Greek god "Why" asked one of them.


"There's an opponent, so style" he asked


"Who" the hoarse voice of the most handsome man asked with a face and a flat tone


"Lo wants the boss" asked his friend


"Ok" he said briefly


"Ok Lo is ready I tell him he used to be ready too" he said passed from there.


***


Now they were already at the star line, and a beautiful girl in the middle was holding a flag to count. The race will start the beautiful woman starts counting down


"Three"


"Two"


"Goo" he shouted throwing the flag followed by two motorcycles driving beside him, this race was balanced with the cheers of Sorai audience getting excited but more yelling at the guy.


"Tae"


"Tae"


"Taehyung" the screams of a group of handsome guys continue to echo, many supporting a Taehyung because he is the head of a motorcycle gang that is famous for its strength and prowess on par with mafia associations.


The opponent cheered his name, not because he had no friends or supporters but because he didn't want people to know who he was, he is only often referred to as queen racing only his racing gang friends who know his name and face.


Returning to the racecourse, now the two drivers who are nicknamed king and queen are still trying to seize the front position, the most advanced position, both are equally balanced when reaching the finish line and the second bike is still in line until the finish no one wins they come simultaneously.


Rumm


Rumm


Both bikes stopped right at the finish line, the crowd cheered because in the new history this time the riders were balanced.


"Crazy Lo great opponent also tae new this time there is a nandingin Lo skill" said Jimin Taehyung friend one of the core of the boys.


"Yes I was curious about Lo's opponent, there was no one to support and nyorakin his name" said Seokjin or can be called jin is one of the core of the boys as well. While Taehyung was just silent while watching his opponent earlier, he also did not expect that his opponent could match the skill he had. Tae intends to go to his opponent, but has not been able to get off the bike he saw his opponent had gone forward his motorbike he stopped down, directly wearing a helem.


"Drop" he said giving instructions to his members and then put forward his bike in the follow others behind.


While at this time a new girl arrived in her apartment room, after the race she went straight to the bathroom, cleaned herself, after which she went to the kitchen cooking instant noodles for food, after eating he went into the room to sleep, Without caring about the wound on his face there was no intention to treat.


He has too often got the wound it feels like a routine routine, he let it continue to heal itself, he used to always fortify himself to be strong, do not be weak, he said, as time went on he was really strong, until the pain was no longer felt.


He had heard it said there was no habitual word for painful things, but in fact it did not apply to a Han Kyung Mi, Born only to feel pain did not make him hate the destiny of his life, but in fact it did not apply to a Han Kyung Mi, Born only to feel pain did not make him hate the destiny of his life, when a sick person asks to die he wants to stay alive, he wants to know what happiness he will get later so that he wants to be born in the world, he said before we were born we were shown the journey of our lives first, and if we choose to be born that means there is a very happy thing that we will go through and Kyung Mi wants to see if it really is.