Muslimah for Mafia Psychopath

Muslimah for Mafia Psychopath
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The movement was extremely fast, almost the entire side of the place they were after had been surrounded. With enough preparation, even the weaponry they had brought. The strategy they have prepared before carrying it out, in seconds ready to attack.


"Prepare, there is no mercy. Finish what you see and meet, don't give me the slightest gap." Eiger led the attack.


Now, everything is ready. Moving his hands as a sign to attack, all the troops simultaneously moved.


Dor's!


Dor's!


Dduuaarr!!


The sound of the eruption of firearms and some of the bombs they used was heard, indicating that their presence had surrounded the entire place.


One by one they began to be able to paralyze his opponent, the fight was very draining. They are quite balanced opponents, but not for weapons.


Brakhs!


"Peter!" The Eiger broke down one of the doors of the room which was very closed and guarded by several people.


Finding Peter's already defenseless body, the Eiger immediately frees both his legs and hands from the snare that leaves him unable to move freely.


"Hey! You're alive, aren't you?" Eiger shakes Peter's body to open his eyes.


"Yes, I'm alive. You wish I were dead, huh!" Peter positioned his body to lean.


"Your injuries are serious enough, we must treat them immediately." Eiger.


Understanding his helpless condition, Peter immediately follows Eiger's instructions to him. It is seen that if there are still many members of them fighting with the enemy, the sound of the weapon they give is very powerful.


Within minutes, the enemy was overcome. Although there are still some sides that fight, but they again failed to get the brain of all the chaos that occurred.


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"What'sthis? How's he doing?" Azka was still so panicked.


"Signature, you're a hassle." Mark's fury was already so angry.


The sruth!


Azka's burly hand pulled the collar of clothes used by Mark, so he was interested in following the direction of the hand. Seeing the two of them fighting each other, Kenzo tried to pass it.


"You guys, what the fuck. Stop that!" Snap Kenzo.


Reading the contents of the paper in Mark's hands, making Kenzo's eyes rounded. Then he looked at the two men who were still stubborn, making himself shake his head.


"What's going on?" Ask Kenzo.


"The age of the womb is not enough months, your child must be born. Otherwise, both of them's lives wouldn't have survived." Mark replied by looking at Azka very sharply.


"A what." Azka almost fell if Mark didn't hold her.


"Ish, I don't like this position the most. Hurry Signature, you're so slow."


Because Azka was in shock, it made Mark even more angry and irritated. Then he took back the paper, his own hands that eventually carved ink scratches there.


"If you know this, I'd better not see you. Huh, sana. You're so heavy, so diet." Mark released his hand that was holding Azka's body, then went back inside the action room.


With a tremble, Azka tried to stand up. Helped by Kenzo who was beside him, the tears just flowed. Kenzo can only pat Azka on the shoulder slowly, he knows that Azka is very sorry about what happened.


"How dare he disturb my life, this time I will not let him breathe in peace. Wait when the time comes, you'll end up in my own hands." Erang Azka clenched her two hands.