
Arsen who was doing aba aba when he wanted to find an opportunity to escape the pursuit of many police members, as much as possible to stay calm and relaxed. Although it is actually full of worry if you have to be caught by police officers.
With all his disguises with other faces, as well as both his hands and his legs, Arsen always changed his disguise face.
As it has been, Albert and Arsen both do tricks to get away. Of course, the tricks he used were always changing.
Right then and there, with the tricks and shrewdness that Arsen and Albert had, the two were finally able to get away with in a way that was really hard to suspect.
With his scheming brain and cleverly tricking the police, Arsen and Ak Albert immediately go into action.
"Frosty! A cent! comeing! runaway!" albert shouted who immediately pulled down Arsen's jacket very strongly.
DOR'S!
DOR'S!
DOR'S!
DOR'S!
"Aw!" shriek Albert when his arm was hit by a bullet from a police officer, the pain and heat were certain, nor could the pain be expressed.
Not only did the bullet hit his arm, but his leg as well. Still, it had no effect at all for Albert. Although his legs were hit by bullets and also with his hands, Albert was still able to walk or run from the pursuit of police members.
"Sir, is it okay?" asked Arsen who was so worried about Albert's condition that his injuries were not playing games.
"Whisper! you here, let's run." Albert replied, pulling Arsen's jacket to escape from a very stressful situation.
In fact, that time also immediately splashed on the streets and almost caught and made prisoners. Albert who had no other choice, finally with all his strength he did to escape and hard-earned to leave a trace.
"Where they go, they always lose track." Say one of the police members while paying attention to the location around him.
"The two fugitives always get away with it." Sahut.
Having already lost track, it finally returned to where it operated. While Albert and Arsen, now stopped in an empty house that is used as a place to hide for a while.
"What about the wounds on your feet and hands? are we going straight to the hospital, huh?"
"Is your brain so out of your mind? ha! we're going to the hospital to take our lives behind bars, you fools."
Albert grimaced in pain, as much as possible to be able to withstand the pain he was feeling, in his hands and also in his legs.
"Certainly, where are we going, sir? do we want to go straight home? But, there's Miss, what if you get caught up with this forbidden job, sir?"
"Stupid about that. He's tied to me, he wants to know or he doesn't, he's in my arms." Albert answered while tying his shot-hit leg.
No matter how painful it feels, Albert remains as though he has been injured, used to being attacked by police. For him, bullets are his toys, pain is not ignored.
'Stupid time, if Miss Anaya is scared, that's hard to control. Which woman can accept a man with a dirty and very dangerous job.' Inner Arsen is full of worry.
"Now, you call Dr. Auno, tell him to come home, tonight. Also, call Arsol to pick us up." Albert's orders asked to contact the doctor, as well as his men.
"Good, Sir." Albert replied, who reached into his cell phone.
Then, he immediately called a personal doctor who was always devoted to dealing with him when he got a gunshot wound or something else.
Afterwards, Albert and Arsen rushed home.