Laboratory - Red

Chapter 55 Maria Aggy

With determination and optimism, I was completely confident in choosing this plan. Without thinking. Just armed with a hunch that I prioritize.

I immediately turned my body, then ran quickly avoiding close range with the strange man. The empty road is not good news for me. No one can help. Now I can only rely on myself.

"Basic Short! Be fat! You want to fly using a spaceship - it will still be free!"

I didn't make that call, let alone think out loud why didn't he just choose to chase after me? Bizarrely. The further I avoid the distance with him, the worse my hunches will be. Doubtful I slowed my footsteps, and...

BOOM!!!

The sound of the explosion is not as loud as in American action films. But the vibe made me bounce tens of meters. I don't know what he'll do now.

But where? If he put a bomb or firecracker, why didn't I see him a few minutes ago.

Now I lay on the ground, looking around me. This place is starting to be different. Not a highway with a bus stop that is the main view. But tall trees and muddy ground. I'm trying to find a handle to stand on. But there is not one thing that I can achieve under these conditions.

I glanced at the bag on my back. It was destroyed without any rest. The remaining pieces of items had also been shattered scattered on the ground. My lunch box is also scorched.

The briefcase? Why is it as if the blast radiation was worse in my bag? Is...? I'm starting to guess. That bastard might have deliberately swapped my bag for her, then put in a homemade bok that exploded in my backpack. Goddamnit! Why am I just realizing all this?

"I'm Dion. That's a real name. But my full name for a while won't be mentioned."

I don't understand what's going on. But that tall body was already standing firmly in front of me. Nope. More precisely now stepping on my back with his shoes that might be considered heavy. Goddamn shit! It's so sore.

"I'm 19 years old. I failed to go to class while still sitting in Junior High. I'm 170 cm tall, and I weigh 63kg. I won't tell you my home address. But I'm not a student who excels and prides itself on school. I love instant noodles. It's one of the things I like the most. And the thing I hate the most is spending a few minutes boiling the instant noodles and less time to finish the instant noodles. All I can get is an imbalance and dissatisfaction." He said flatly and at length while continuing to step on my back. Can this be called a plural introduction? I'm sure he put all his energy into putting his fucking foot on my back.

"Not only that. I love cold drinks in cans. But I hate it when I have to make me choose one of the dozens of brands of drinks in the minimarket that tempt. It made me feel back my own unbalance and dissatisfaction."

Damnit damnit! Even yelling moaning for help would make me look like a loser in his eyes.

"Mr Roger Arnold taught me how to get acquainted. Introduce yourself by telling the trivial to the interlocutor. There certainly is a certain meaning. It's not just me telling her." He seemed to be able to read my mind, shifting his legs slightly in order to step on my back on the other side.

"What do you really want, you son of a bitch?!!" I screamed loudly. Between the pain of that raft bomb, because my back hurts, and of course it's bad because that son of a bitch dirtyed my school uniform.

"Me and Mr. Roger are not the ones to underestimate his opponent, Maria Aggy. We both always appreciate our opponents."

I swallowed my saliva. It seems like my guess just now was right. He was in close contact with Bloodfiend.

"For a teenager your age you are so great and brave. But something surprised me a little. Why wasn't your body destroyed when it was hit by that high-radius bomb?" The son of a bitch brushed his hair with his fingers. "Well. My goal is just to find information about you and your colleagues. And protect information about Mr. Roger Arnold."

Again, questions and conspiracies all over my head.

"I suspected you from the beginning, Maria Aggy. And for the safety of Mr. Roger, and at your own stake. Now tell me where your comrades are. Then I'll spare your life." That bastard was now truly revealing his purpose.

I bit my lower lip, holding my lip so as not to scream in pain. I know, this son of a bitch could've laughed contentedly in the middle of my moans.

"Let's say it right away, Maria Aggy. Or am I breaking your backbone? Emm... Your body is so small, isn't it? I think with the power of a 4-year-old, I can destroy your frail body."

Goddamnit! I cursed it in my heart. "STUPID!!! You think I'm gonna hand my friend over to you? God fucking. You think I'm too low. If you want to kill me, then just kill it now! I know it's gonna turn upside down." I feel a reflex exclaiming like that. It was as if my mouth was losing control.

That shithead just shuts his mouth. His gaze pierced sharply, then I saw him wailing around. And of course without taking off his foot on my back.

I've had so much trouble getting the cutter out of my pocket. Slowly opened. As powerful as I can throw him up, eyeing those two crazy bastards. And sure enough, he was able to winiksnya, making my cutter was thrown a few meters from the previous location.

It doesn't matter that even though I managed to ignite the flames of his anger, it doesn't matter if his face is red with great anger. Most importantly I managed to get him to reflexively take off his footsteps on my back.

Now I am free to move, able to stand despite having to endure this pain with the rest of my strength. I stood up, looking at that red face for a moment.

Now all I can do is force both of my feet to bleed and with these burns, run away from the bastard, then buy time to contact Mark Steffano.

He chased me, like a tiger that wouldn't lose its dying prey.

Marcues!!! You created that weird element and that red look on me! Give 'em! Give it now and force me to fight it.

I grabbed my phone while running away. For now I wouldn't think: there might be a gun in his hand, or even another bomb. The most important thing is a message for Mark and Aryo. They're waiting.

"Damn it! Whyyy?! Why is this happening?!" I pressed the on button on the phone. But all for free. My phone can't load before it turns on. The screen remained black, like it was running out of battery. It's probable. Or maybe it has also been damaged by radiation from the raft bomb earlier.

My legs are getting sicker, which makes my footsteps slow down. The distance is getting closer. Goddamnit!

DOR'S!

One of the bullets went through my leg. Made me kneel on that muddy ground. Is correct. He's got a gun. Why am I stupid too? Running will only waste time. I still have plenty of time to fight before.

"I don't like my words, Maria Aggy. But you're stupid and too pushy. I said; 'You want to fly using a spaceship - it will be free!" That bastard came close to me.

I can't run in this condition. Damnit damnit! Damnit damnit! Damnit damnit! He managed to get me cornered. Loser. I would think of him as a loser who preferred a weak opponent.

"My full name is Dion Sukma Pangestu. I told you." That bastard pulled my shoulder hair, made my face lift. Right looking at his face.

"I'm just asking you one question. Where's your associates? And now I'm sure they're trying to protect a girl like you, aren't they?" His eyes were sharp looking at me, a little glaring.

Be ill. Shot by the bullet, it hurt really bad. Exploding with a bomb is also very painful. I, I'm Maria Aggy. I can't die this way. Just wait and I'll record this son of a bitch, then I'll make him pay for everything without exception.

"Ah, so. What if I won't tell you?" I grinned at him.

BUKK!!

He hit my right cheek. Fresh blood runs down the lips and nose. I think I'm also having nosebleeds because of that blow.

I got my phone, I don't know what he's gonna do. But suddenly he threw it making my phone break into pieces. Goddamnit! If he knew how hard I was trying to save for that latest phone.

For now I am really relieved. Last I took a sip of the bitter capsules made by Erina to inhibit my red eye disease that relapsed about 5 hours ago. While the low dose only lasts up to 5 hours. For now, I can estimate. If I do not immediately sip the antidote capsule, then the red eye disease will arise.

Imminent. And now I'm starting to feel those painful symptoms. I know it's so painful that it makes me cry. I sobbed, but the son of a bitch made me cry because of what he did.

"Hows it? You want to give up and tell me the location of your comrades?" He chuckled complacently, hitting my left cheek. Sick moron.

This pain further attacked my stomach and head, making me like in a stab of hundreds or even thousands of swords in one stab. I cried louder, making the bastard laugh with satisfaction.

"Or how about I give you one chance, Maria Aggy...?"

Late. I had already slapped him in the face, causing him to bounce tens of meters away from where he came from. It's been a long time since I felt my illness recur.

He seemed to be just in confusion, wiping away the blood in his mouth that was rushing over. While staring at my staggering body approaching him slowly while dragging my aching foot.

"Stupid. You're the stupid one. I always hated men who beat women. Whoever it is. Even my own father."

The bastard grabbed his gun, pointed it at me with trembling hands and a deathly pale face. Wh why? He looks like a panicked loser holding a gun.

It's profitable. There's a 30% chance I didn't get hit by that bullet. Because with a state of panic while pulling the trigger will make it more likely that the bullet failed to shoot the opponent. But I won't forget the 70% chance that the bullet might be able to penetrate my skin.

Doesn't matter. If the 70% probability is what is proven. I'm gonna let a few bullets into my body, get the blood flowing. This pain seems to disappear in the spirit. I continued forward, without a care in front of me.