Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 200: Facing the Big-O
Irene got off the taxi at a spot not far from the deal point with the person who called her. After Irene dropped off her suitcase, the taxi left.
Irene looked at an old warehouse in the deserted area. Inside there, is a place of agreed transactions. He had also brought the requested money in the suitcase he had brought.
Irene put on a fox mask to cover her face. He took his cell phone and contacted his men.
"Hello, Don, pick me up near the containment site in half an hour!" his orders.
"Are you sure you want to go alone, Miss?"
"Yes, I have to go there myself as per their request. If it's thirty minutes I haven't come out yet, follow me inside!"
"Good, Miss."
Irene shut down her phone. He kept his phone back and walked over to the abandoned old barn wearing a fox mask that covered his face.
Arriving at the front door of the warehouse, from the side two men walked up to him. Predictably if they are the mysterious boy who called him.
They led Irene to come with them inside. The door was closed after Irene entered.
Inside there were many haystacks, it seemed like the place was once a storage warehouse for crops from the fields around it.
"Welcome, Miss Cookie ... I salute your courage."
A sinister-faced man with a smile that was no less creepy made his way over to Irene. On the man's face was a long cut scar. He looks a lot like a thug.
"I heard Miss Cookie has a very pretty face. Why cover it with such an ugly mask? Open up, so I can get to know you better, Miss," said the man.
His name was Feng, one of the famous members of Big-O who was tough and brave. It seems that the man is vengeful for Irene because she once leaked Feng's affection with her personal therapist who is both male.
Although it is not an open secret if Feng likes fellow men, but the circulation of private photos on the internet media is very furious. Many articles say that he needs to have sex with his therapist before doing a basketball game. The news shocked fans and his basketball team.
Irene wouldn't have bothered Feng if the man hadn't tried to cheat on some of his clients. Big-O organizations have been caught several times intentionally sending viruses to attempt to break into the security systems of organizations that pay for Cookies.
"To face a woman like me, would it be necessary to mobilize this many men?" syndicate Irene. He began to count the number of his enemies within the same. Feng was there with 6 of his men. Enough to face it himself.
"Haha ... I don't really need them. However, I just don't want to take any chances if our deal is going to fail" Feng said.
Irene grinned. "So maybe you're the coward here!" he tried to knock Feng mentally.
Of course Feng did not accept the insults Irene gave. He beckoned the four people nearby to leave. He wants to go one-on-one with Miss Cookie. Meanwhile, two other people remained there to guard the door.
"Although I like men, but I won't refuse if you hand yourself over to me, Miss," Feng said.
"Oh, thank you. I don't like that" Irene refused.
"Haha ... I'm not really interested in you either. I'm only interested in your life, Miss."
Feng took out his weapon. He pointed right at Irene's head with eyes planted full of anger. What Cookie's hacker has done to her is unforgivable.
Irene stunned. He had suspected that Ron's kidnapping was just a lure for Irene to come to the place. The man's only main goal is to finish himself off.
"You asked for money, I brought it. Let me see my men!" Irene pimta.
Not long after, one of his men pulled Ron into the room. He violently pushed Ron until he fell on the floor.
Irene felt relieved when she saw Ron's condition turned out fine. Their eyes met at a glance. It was obvious that Ron was trying to code with a headband.
"Please take the money and release my men!" Irene said firmly.
Feng returned grinning. "I can't trust you completely. Throw the money suitcase forward!" his orders.
Irene had to throw her suitcase in the middle of them.
"God! You go ahead and check the suitcase!" feng's orders.
Ron according. He stepped forward to the center and began to calculate the nominal in it.
The suitcase was opened. Collide the real dollar bills neatly lined up in there. Ron himself looked up at it.
Feng smiled broadly. He took up arms again and pointed at Irene. "Miss, come here!" her door.
"Miss, don't obey her words!" stop Ron bravely.
The double!
Feng kicked Ron's body, whether intentionally or unintentionally, he vented his frustration by kicking the child who he thought was noisy.
"Stop! Don't beat him up!" Irene Cecah. He could not bear to see Ron hurt.
"Therefore according to him, I will not torture him either," retorted Feng.
Irene felt there was no other choice. He had to surrender himself to Feng. "Haha ... You still look young. It would definitely be very salable if I put you in the nightclub," murmured Feng.
"Oh, huh? Do it yourself if you can!" Feng ignored Irene's words.
Grep's!
With an extremely fast movement, Irene managed to bend Feng and drop her weapon. He himself took out a weapon from behind his waist and used it to poke at Feng. Position is now reversed.
Feng's men were made ketar-ketir.
"Don't come any closer!" scream Irene. Feng's men no one dared to care for.
"How dare you get close, I'll shoot him!" threaten Irene. "Go from here, Ron! Bring money!" Irene's orders bravely.
Feng was speechless to see the bravery of the woman who was now threatening him with a gun.
Feng's men standing guard at the door were forced to budge to open it. Ron and the suitcase got out.
"Okay, Miss Cookie, I've been joking. I really admire how brave you were to get here. He went home with your men earlier as well as his money suitcase. I don't need anything" Feng said.
Irene directed a sharp glare. "Are your words to be trusted?" tanyanya. He was a bit hesitant to just escape without a fistfight.
"Of course, why would I lie?" said the man.