King Mafia and Careless Girl

Chasing Pickpockets

"Mark Davidson, you're so demeaning to people, actually in your head what's inside, why do you always do as you please" Rosio snapped in a thin tone.

Mark got up from his seat and picked up his glass with a drink. Then he approached the rude man," Are you new to the mafia world? you don't understand how to survive in this cruel and dark world, if we still give our opponents breath, then we will die in the end."

"Just tell me you want to be the greatest of all mobsters" Rosio snapped.

Mark casually sipped the drink so that it ran out in one gulp, after which he put the glass to the table.

"What purpose did you come for?" ask Mark.

"I want to kill you" Rosio replied scathingly.

Mark immediately slapped a blow on Rosio's nose, leaving the man lying motionless.

Bruck...

All the mafia heads were silent when they saw Mark's action, for them it was no wonder a Mark Davidson was able to subvert someone with just one punch.

A moment later, Mark entered the restaurant.

"Drag him out and destroy his place!" mark's orders to his members.

"Okay, boss," the members replied in unison.

"You all need to remember! in the future if there is still a human like this who raises the voice in front of us, just kill it!" mark's orders.

All the mafia chiefs sitting there agreed with a nod.

"Continue with our conversation!"tell Mark to sit back in his chair.

"Mark, the goods we ordered have arrived in the north, the ship will arrive at the port next week" said one of the mafia chiefs.

"Do as we plan! do not let there be the slightest mistake. pay attention to every movement of the police.if something goes wrong immediately stop the transaction so as not to arouse their suspicion of us!" mark's orders.

"Okay" they answered simultaneously.

On the other hand Careless was delivering flowers to the customer's address, after completing his task he also wanted to drive his motorcycle home to the store.

On the way he saw a middle-aged man running fast.

"What's with that uncle, who's he after?" careless murmuring.

"Don't run!" shouted the man who was chasing after someone who ran a considerable distance.

"He's a bald uncle, who's he after?" careless murmured that pulled the gas and approached the middle-aged man who was none other than detective Khennet.

"Uncle bald, who are you chasing and where is your car?" ask Careless who stopped his bike in front of detective Khennet.

"Well, why are you here? don't block my way!" detective Khennet said.

"Is uncle chasing after that guy?" careless asked who was looking towards the man who was running away.

"Yes," replied the overwhelmed detective Khennet.

"Well, Uncle, let me help you catch him!"

"What, are you helping me?"

"Yes, fast he's far away, fast up!" answer Careless.

"Be careful! don't be so fast!" pinta detective Khennet is feeling anxious.

"Uncle bald, who is he?" careless asked as he passed through several cars and other vehicles.

"He is a pickpocket" replied detective Khennet, trembling at the speed of the motor carried by the girl.

"Why not use a car?"

"The car can't get into a small alley."

"Then we'll catch him today, I want to see how fast he can run" Careless said.

Careless took the bike by passing several other vehicles and passed by several sleeping policemen so that his motorbike jumped up and down while detective Khennet was frightened and held tightly to the motorbike while praying.

"Geez, hopefully this girl doesn't drive me to the morgue" inner detective Khennet..

"Can you stop your bike?" ask detective Khennet.

"Why?" ask Careless who while focusing on the front road and the pickpocket.

"Are you sure you can take this bike?" detective Khennet asked anxiously.

"I'm not sure" he replied casually.

"W-what?"

"I used to use a hundred speeds."

"Then?"

"I hit the car of a man who stopped at a traffic light" Careless replied.

"Then what happened?" ask detective Khennet.

"My motorbike went into the workshop while I was in the hospital, at least not to the morgue," Careless replied

"What about the owner of the car?" ask detective Khennet.

"He's dealing with the owner of the motor."

"Is not your uncle's bike?"

"No! I used to work outside as a food deliveryman, after two days of work I was fired for destroying people's cars" Careless replied.

Not long after they headed to the big road that there were many people who passed by there.

"Hey, hey, careful! there are a lot of people ahead" said detective Khennet who felt anxious.

"Uncle, the guy ran very fast, from a small alley to a big road" Careless said

"Quick..quick the brake!"

"Uncle, the problem is that I forgot which part of the brake," Careless replied

"What..," cried detective Khennet who was getting scared.