Karma Love

The Syila Rescue

The policemen, who were driving the Emperor and Lewis' car, took him to an area far away from the population. If people are worried there will be other victims.

They had already prepared an army disguised as ordinary people and were complete with their weaponry.

"Damn, where are the victims going? why weave, are they aware of our presence?" ask one criminal to another.

"Either, just follow it from a distance" replied the other criminal.

Until the car stops, the hawkers knock on the car glass of the hired killers. Although ignored, he still insisted. Until the middle of the day, the car door opened while the hit man came out.

"You're harassing me, you're looking to die, huh?!" he said by gripping the collar of the peddler's shirt.

The hawker gestured through his eyes, the assassin slightly suspicious, due to his calm expression, until some people approached their car.

"Don't move, you're surrounded!" said the peddler while pointing his gun.

Naturally they were shocked, losing their quick pace in taking the weapon. While the hitman who is still in the car already wants to gas escape. Agilely the police officers shot all the tires of the criminal's car.

"This shit is a trap!! they're all carrying weapons" he said.

Before long Lewis's friends came out, carrying handcuffs, when observed again turned out they were fugitives from the police.

When there was a slight gap the hitman who was held by a gun was able to reverse the position, so now he was the one who was pointing the gun right at the head of the peddler earlier.

"Retreat, or I'll shoot this friend of yours!" he said he was watching the people who were besieging.

With eye code, slowly all comply, but still in high-level standby mode.

The assassin boarded the Emperor's car, while trying to start the car engine turned out to be unable, fuel depleted.

"Damn it!!!" the criminal's weapon was in their car earlier, which was in his pocket only a knife.

Lewis' friend and the others approached with a mocking smile, "Ups I forgot to say if I stopped here for running out of fuel" a hypocritical guilty expression.

One of the hit men pulled the gun he had taken from the peddler, "Retreat, or

I'll shoot you in the head!!" snapped it.

Instead of retreating, the merchant was even more advanced, a cunning grin was rising.

'What's this? does he not love his life? all right, ' that hit man.

The gun he positioned right into his opponent's head, pressed the trigger and.., click, click, click.

"Fuck up!" the gun is empty without bullets.

"You want to try this one?" he's back in the head of the hit man.

"Pick, willingly come with us, or by force?" timbrung Lewis's.

With a quick movement the killer moved his hand to take the knife from behind the other hand, then he lay right on the hand that pointed the gun earlier, the gun fell, the gun fell, just wanted to pick it up before the gunshots could be heard.

Dor dor dor

"Akkhhh!" the screeching of the hitman earlier, indicating a guess from the police was on target.

Shots from other police officers hit the legs, hands and shoulders. No chance to fight again. His friend has been cut off.

"It seems that this time you are less intelligent in getting around the movements of the police," they were also in summaries without being able to fight, in terms of weapons less prepared and from the number they lost.

****

In the speeding car, the Emperor was sitting next to Lewis driving, he read a message from Syila, 'Defend dear, I'm on the road to pick you up!'

"What dual personalities are so dangerous?" ask Lewis.

"You're making me worry even more!"

****

After a few hours in brackets without his cell phone, someone opened the door too, Syila worried, hoping not Adnan.

"Miss eat first" Adnan's men.

"I don't want to, I suspect you guys gave her poison" Syila said.

Adnan's men didn't say anything, he passed. Shortly afterwards Adnan came in with sweat soaking his body. Syila got out of bed.

''You must eat, otherwise how will you have the energy to sigh later," by taking a tray of food, Adnan approached.

"I don't want to eat" Shila refused.

Adnan tried to feed Shila, violently Shila rebuffed him, until all the food was spilled. Adnan is back emotionally.

"Well, if you want to die right now I don't care, it looks like we have to play around now before your husband gets here" Adnan said.

"Didn't you tell your old husband if you were with me?" continued again.

Srett. a folding knife is in Adnan's grasp, "You're making a bad mood, your husband has escaped the killers, it looks like I have to go to plan B, which is to kill you," the gaze that instantly drew Syila.

Syila tried to run away, but the only way was just a balcony window so high.

Adnan managed to catch Syila, he sat on the sofa and gripped Syila's face firmly, "I want to play first, do not rush to pick up death, hahaha!"

"What if this face of your father I make a little abstract lines, I think it's good art, or I gouge out your pretty eyes for me to make a keychain," the knife was in front of Syila's face.

"You're totally crazy Adnan!" shila was scared.

His teeth were already shaking together with anxiety, his eyes implying anger, Adnan pointed the knife to Syila's face getting closer, with Shila's throat preventing him with his own hands, it was very painful, the blood was flowing.

Adnan was more and more happy to see it, suddenly his head was back in pain, very sick.

Adnan moved away from Syila who was covered in blood from his hands to his clothes.

"Damn it! you're interrupting my fun!!" Adnan saw a pile on the floor.

"You sassy Adnan, you touched him, even you hurt him! I won't stay silent!!" personality Adji talk.

Syila was getting scared, she ran to the door, tried to open it, but I don't know, it was very difficult, in such a stressful situation to hold the key even Syila seemed to have difficulty.

"Don't panic don't panic" Syila said, trying to turn the key again.

The door he managed to open, Syil turned back to Adji who was struggling with Adnan in one body, looking very crazy.

''Run Syila!!'' kala Adji is in control.

''Rust!!" back to Adnan's soul.

Whether Adji or Adnan, they hurt each other's own bodies.

''Stupid and crazy!'' syila said and left.

But alas, Adnan's men turned out everywhere and were on standby there, Syila forgot about it, her hands getting sicker. So when Adnan's men recaptured him, Syila could not wrinkle, their faces were bigger than Adnan's, and there were more.

Duaarr...

The sound of an explosion was heard, Adnan's men looked at each other, immediately they checked the origin of the explosion.