Mr. Mafia Trapped in Love Girl Tomboy

Mr. Mafia Trapped in Love Girl Tomboy
Part fifty five



To be honest Arion looks a little moody when the intention of the heart wants to ask Andi for help to track the whereabouts of the girl. However, he said again because he accidentally heard Wasabi's name was shot. And that made him moved to help his friend.


“Sorry Andi if I may know Wasabi was shot by whom?” ask Arion.


“Iya but I am very sad because I do not know what happened to him. Then for those who intend to hurt my best friend. Will never escape from the grasp of this hand.” Andi replied with glittering eyes angry at not accepting the actions of those who hurt Wasabi his beloved friend.


Arion who saw the glint of angry eyes from Andi without him patting the shoulder while giving him help to the man in front of him. “You rest easy I'm ready to deploy my troops to help you.”


“Which number can I call? Eh but wait not your phone was–” Andi said but Arion still asked for paper with a pen because he only remembered the phone number owned by Boy.


“You don't worry, Ndi. I was just sending a code to Boy. It doesn't matter what's on your phone isn't my phone number?” arion asked while sending the code to Boy, his right hand.


“No.”


Arion will ask Andi for help to track the girl's whereabouts next time because he can't bear to see his friend look sad thinking about Wasabi being shot.


You take it easy even though we don't know very well, but I promise to help you catch the people who hurt Wasabi.


He will swear and determined to help Andi if it is needed.


Meanwhile, Elsewhere, Alana Stevanan Lucier is seen harboring anger when someone suddenly attacks Arion.


A cold-hearted Black King Mafia boss who he helped in an accident five years ago. Who deliberately left a necklace relic of the mother. Tipped off because Alana doesn't want the precious necklace to fall into the hands of her bloodless half-sister.


Still glittering furiously with a unanimous determination. Without much word Alana called out to her members.


“What do you call us, Chairman?” ask one of the members while bowing respectfully.


“I won't make small talk right away. Catch that guy for me now!” Alana answered while speaking coldly.


One of them tried to open his voice because he wanted to reject it. However, suddenly Alana, the head of the secret organization Dark Angel, does not want the task he gave to get a rebuttal from its members. “Catch and don't protest too much! I don't want to be disputed. Understood!”


If the Dark Angel chief had ordered. No one can dispute that.


Elsewhere, Boy is on a rampage because he cannot call Arion's cell phone number.


“Si'al where is she?” muttered Boy while clenching his sturdy hands.


“Excuse me, Boss.” Arion's men reported about the accident experienced by the chairman.


“How did you track his whereabouts?” ask Boy coldly.


“At the end of the crossroads that the chairman's car was attacked by another enemy.”