You Are Only Mine

You Are Only Mine
Shut up, son


chapter 129


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" Bravo !!"


Praise Yohan for the excitement.When they enter the ceramic floor which was once white, has turned red because of the fresh blood from the victims of Revandra's anger.


Romi just shook his head. Their men had also succeeded in paralyzing Betrand's men.


it appeared in the corner of the burly man who was still moaning in pain.dead not but one hand was no longer there.


" jeez.why is it that Mr. Revandra is very happy with his hands." said Yohan again.


Romi glared at Yohan to stop her chattering.


Papa Revandra continued to approach Betrand.


" dead you old man !!!" betrand shouted as he floated hot lead from his long barrel gun.


dorr..


Papa Revandra's shoulder was hit by the lead, but instead of pain, Papa Revandra even smiled thinly full of ridicule.


Betrand's eyes are perfectly rounded. The tin he used was the best, but it had no effect on Papa Revandra.


" has it been ??!! why not feel.." said Papa Revandra. while throwing the hand of the burly man who had been dragging near betrand.


quite surprised betrand got a human hand made toys by parents in front of him.


" s.who are you ??!!"betrand ventured to ask cautiously.


Even Romi and Yohan had been on both sides of Revandra. there were no more men even Betrand's right hand left. all had been sprawled with blood.


" you want to know ??" Papa Revandra turned his body around followed by Romi and Yohan, showing the leather jacket they used with a golden-swimming eagle.


" if you were a mobster, you would know this emblem" Revandra continued.


betrand's eyes rounded like a ball. he remembered the words of his father who had died.if there is a largest mafia group that is undefeated even though at any time the mafia group that has the symbol of the Eagle.


Revandra went back to Betrand. "so you know who you're dealing with ??"


"a. I was just told !! I don't know about you at all !!" said the besieged Betrand.


even Revandra's EangleBlood members also circled her.


" mister. Young master's condition is serious enough.let us finish here.." whispered Romi.


Papa Revandra was upset. "alright. take her !!?" while turning.


dorr !!


dorr !!


" aahhhkk !!!" Screeched betrand.


" take him !!!" revandra's orders instantly left everything out.


" it's just the name of the mafia boss son snotusan !!!" yohan said in front of Betrand.


" yohan !!!" reprimand Romi.


" well !! I shut up !!! bring him the circus." Yohan ordered them.


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papa Revandra looked at the condition of the son.he immediately entered the car to take his son to the hospital.


" pa." call Narendra who is still conscious even though his body is weak.


" shit up, son.we're in the hospital." replied Revandra who immediately stuck the gas pedal.


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While Herra's hospital is constantly shedding tears.Hear Darren and Mayra's words, the uncle and aunt if her husband is visiting a mob headquarters that burned down their factory and their mansion, darren and Mayralah who had just protected Herra were also from danger. Candrika did not even think if it was not told her uncle and aunt Herra would have lived a body without life.


at the suggestion of Darren and Mayra, Herra has been transferred to a special room on the highest floor of the hospital.Darren and Mayra have already secured two women who are looking for trouble with their niece.


Mayra approached Herra in the hospital display while holding Herra's fingers bowed silently while leaning. "be calm my son..Naren must be fine.Your father-in-law is invincible.."Mayra tried to make herra calm down.


" aunty may be right, sister, do not be too sad.pity the content of the brother.." said Candrika.


"why are they so evil bi.what's our fault.." said Herra his voice was stung trembling.


Mayra rubbed the mane of Herra's long hair. "this is the life of love.Even if we do good, it is still wrong in the eyes of people who do not like us.."


Herra could not help but cry.Until the moment Mayra hugged her, Herra's cries broke out instantly.as if to be a backrest, mayra let her nephew vent sadness and worry in her arms.


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