Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 201
From the door, Irene's other men came. He was relieved when help arrived. While stepping back, Irene kept pointing her weapon at Feng. His gaze was so revealing of vigilance.
"Miss, let's get out!" ron was outside the door.
Irene hurriedly accelerated.
Dor's!
Unfortunately, just as he was about to run out, Feng shot Irene in the right arm.
"Aah!" cry Irene. He was holding his arm that was injured by the shooting.
Irene's men who saw her cringed inside. There was a firefight between the two sides who fired shots at each other.
"Miss, get out of here!"
Ron helped Irene up and pulled her out. Outside, Feng's other men had already surrounded. They had to split up and find another way out.
Irene tried to avoid every shot that came at her. He used his left hand to return the shot he received.
The blood coming from his arm never stopped. Irene was forced to choose a back lane that was farther from the exit but tended to be safe. Feng's men focused on dealing with his men in the warehouse area. He hoped all his men could leave safely.
As he was about to enter the field area, a motorcycle stopped right in front of him. Irene put on a cautious stance while brandishing her gun.
The man on the bike opened his helmet. "Ride up, Miss Cookie!" his orders.
Irene was a little surprised. He thought it was one of the people his men asked him to come pick up.
Dor's! Dor's!
The bullet attack turned towards Irene. Some of Feng's men were running towards him.
"Ride up!" yell that guy.
Without waiting any longer, Irene immediately got on the bike. The man runs his motor at high speed.
Irene held on tightly to the motorist. Every now and then his gaze turned to the back, checking Feng's men who were still following them.
The speed of the motor is driven faster through narrow alleys. The driver deliberately did so to remove any trace of those who were still chasing him.
"Take me to the XXX area!" Irene Pinta.
Arriving at the area in question, the man stopped his motorbike. He took off his helmet but was still wearing his face mask. Irene was also still wearing her mask.
The man who had just saved Irene was Alan who chose to move alone. After a long time, he was finally able to see firsthand the lead of the Cookie hacker who was really a woman.
When he first cooperated with the hacker group, he initially hesitated because the name of his team sounded funny, not as scary as other hacker groups. As it turns out, Cookie's ability is reliable enough to protect the existence of Alan's organization.
The two do not recognize each other. They stared for a while.
"Thank you for your help" Irene said.
The man sounded a little laugh. "Why should you thank me? I'm doing this for my own benefit."
Only then did Irene realize that the man was not part of her group. "Who are you?" tanyakanya.
"One of your customers" Alan replied. "I knew you were in trouble, so I came. Next time be careful. Don't worry about your other men. I've sent them help. Big-O is hard to handle."
They do not want to open each other's identities. Their cooperation was also based on high secrecy. They both understood the business ethics in such an underground world.
"Your hands should be treated immediately. Would I recommend a good hospital for you?" ask Alan.
Irene thought back to her wound. In fact, he had never felt any more pain due to the bullet that was still lodged in his arm.
"You don't have to do it. I can handle it myself" Irene refused.
"Alright, I think our meeting is quite up here" Alan said.
"One more time, thank you for your help. Next time I'll pay it back. If you need help, please don't hesitate to come to my base. You can call me by Ron or Doni."
Once again the man was heard laughing from behind his face mask. "I wish I never would have done it. Enough you are careful and do not make my organization threatened, too" he said.
The man got on his bike and left Irene.
Irene looked quite upset with him. He thought the man was too arrogant to underestimate him.
Irene called one of her men. A car arrives and takes Irene to a secret clinic in collaboration with her hacker group.
"It's gonna still hurt. You have to hold it in" said a male doctor who will handle Irene.
Irene was asked to lay down on the bed. They'll perform a simple operation to remove the bullet from inside Irene's arm.
The clinic has limited equipment. For emergencies, they are forced to perform operations with simple equipment.
As of now, Irene had only been injected with painkillers before surgery on her arm. Irene was not fully sedated. He was still conscious and withstood the pain during the removal process.
"Aah!" Irene shouted as she could no longer endure the pain. After ten minutes, finally a bullet could be ejected from his arm.
Irene's suffering didn't get there. He had to grimace in pain when his wound got stitches. Sweat was pouring out and his body felt weak.
"Sadly, you're a girl but you have to have a scar like this" the doctor muttered while cleaning up the remnants of blood attached to his medical equipment.
"I can get rid of it with surgery later," Irene replied lightly.
"Why don't you just leave this kind of business to your other men? It's too dangerous."
"I know my own limits, Andreas. You don't be too chatty. Just do your own thing" Irene scolded.
The doctor was a little upset. He intends to pay attention to Irene but is not considered. "Just up to you! You are the one who feels pain. Next time it's like this again, I won't give you an anesthetic shot. Let's just enjoy the pain more" threatened the doctor.
"Oh, that's too cruel a name, Andreas. Don't be rude to me, I'll be scared" Irene joked. "I'm leaving now, yeah!" said it.
Irene was able to stand straight back when she had just had surgery.
"Rest for a few days until your wound improves" advises Andreas.
"I'll just rest at home. If it's here, I can't stand the smell of medicine" he said.
"Don't use your right hand for strenuous activity first!"
"Yes, yes .... You're so fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking crap!" gerutu Irene as she walked out of Andreas's room.