
"Hey are you crazy, boy. The junkyard was not worth the price." replied George's subordinate annoyed.
"Why? I don't think that would make a poor fall a Mr. George Govanie would, would I?" ask her with a face without sin.
"HEH BOY THAT'S ENOUGH OF YOUR BULLSHIT!!! YOU CAN ENTER BUT YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO GET OUT OF HERE.!!" Said his subordinate rising.
George's subordinates put guns on Devan and Mikko. Mikko was really scared because of that.
"Lord, if I die now in this way please put me in your best place. Amen" he said as he prayed, even his feet were trembling. He wanted to run away from there but it was just an impossibility. So many bodyguards from George not to mention the people who were there.
Devan? don't ask the boy. He even put on his flat face like before. Look at all those who put a gun on him. Mikko takes refuge behind Devan's body.
Mikko is older than Devan, but their body size is the same.
"Tam...." Not yet had the subordinate to end his shout George already mengyeleutuk first.
"Alright" he said briefly densely and unclear to those who were there except Devan. Those who saw it could only gawk in disbelief.
"Tu... What the hell's going on? Why?" ask his subordinates not to believe.
"Give him the two hundred million for him.!" george told his men who held the money.
"And you son, I thought I'd take your bike. If you want to redeem this bike back then you can come here or to my house" he said casually.
George's men gave Devan a thick brown envelope with the amount of money requested.
"Lo didn't mengesel Van? That's a lo motorbike that will get a lot of money you know." sure Mikko.
"Gw won't be here if I have another way Mik. This is my last way so that Ortu I am safe." Devan said slowly to Mikko who was beside him.
"Thank you, Mr. George. I don't know for your offer later. I obviously don't need that bike right now. If this deal's over, can my friend and I leave?"
"Yes yes. Sure oes. Hey you guys over there get out of the way and let this kid go home." George's Word.
They all complied and let Mikko and Devan out of that arena. Devan immediately ran with two bags of envelopes containing a lot of money.
"Master George aren't you wrong? usually the prey that comes here you never let go. Let alone those who were greedy, like that child." protested his closest subordinates.
"Huh! I think your brain's out of function because you drink too much."
"Flame... But sir...."
"If you speak again then the bullet in the gun is not flying towards the boy but into your head! understand you!!" emphatically. Instantly making his subordinates afraid even just nodding not daring to speak.
George sipped wine and smoked a cigarette as casually as if nothing had happened before. Making his friend who was there confused even felt strange.
"What's wrong?" ask his friend who saw him earlier.
"What happened today? You took off that arrogant boy? Do you have a relationship with him?"
"No. I'm just being kind to her today. Is something wrong?"
"But Geor is not like you. And that kid again.argh just pisses me off" his friend argued.
"Why are you upset? but he has business with me? after all, when viewed from the child's movements it seems like he is worrying about something. He sold me the bike and I bought it. Is something weird?"
"But at such a price is it not.....?"
"Heyyy! Do you doubt me. Just like the boy said, two hundred million doesn't even mean anything to me. It doesn't seem like he's greedy anyway. He sacrificed one of his ways to earn money at a high price but only once? Does that make sense, if it's just for fun?"
"You mean?"
"You saw the boy's determination as he walked into our arena. Even he trembled slightly but he covered it with his flat face. The boy was so good at hiding things. And again if it's not really important, surely he'll confess by the time the gun is pointed. Aye right? You just saw the reaction of his friend who was so scared. I'm sure he chose this path because he needed it so much."
"I also agree. Why would I sacrifice my pleasure for a moment. If that pleasure could reach such a long time for what should I sacrifice now? Aye no? Which means there's a reason if I sacrifice my favorite bike, let alone have accompanied me for a long time. Although just a motorbike it must mean something, like a favorite item" said another friend.
"You understand what I mean" said George, smiling.
'Why do I feel so familiar with that child. Who her? Whatever you're fighting for now, I hope someday I'll know.'
Devan along with Mikko stops a taxi. The rain did not make it cold at all in contrast to Mikko who was almost frozen because of the cold. The taxi drove quickly to the hospital. Devan who had calmed down earlier faced such a cruel person, not for now. Even the sitting is no longer bad.
The taxi driver who became their driver, always angered by Devan so that he drove his car quickly. But the driver was trying to give understanding to Devan, at the time of heavy rain like this is not good if driving quickly. But it didn't work out at all for Devan. Until there was a debate between Devan and the taxi driver. Mikko? He was still in his place and almost even pecked. Cupping both palms of his hands between his thighs to make it warmer. Even his body was trembling.
But even so his brain still circled the events of the past moment, when they faced a ruthless race boss. Even loudly Devan said his name without fear. In silence Mikko returned to prayer and was grateful that he was still given life. He thought he was going to die at that moment, but he didn't.
Zeph....
The taxi broke down and arrived on the road. Makes Devan frustrated again. The taxi driver went out to check the front of the car and there was damage. If repaired, it will take a long time. Devan who was frustrated with the situation made him want to really angry. He wanted to take Mikko to another vehicle. But he looks so comfortable on his bench at the moment. Devan who could not bear to leave his friend to the taxi driver.
"Argh...Why would a taxi break down here. Where the streets deserted again." rocehnya while running on the streets and waiting for another vehicle passing by.
But how long the vehicle has not passed a single one. Devan who was upset finally chose to run until he was on a road that was a bit crowded later in the hope there was a vehicle that he could ride.