My Dangerous Boy's

Part 102 - Zavier's Friend

In the next second, the sound of the door being opened rang out, along with the sound of a gun being fired towards the two of them.

Andrew's eyes moved wildly and gazed around, trying to find something that might be able to protect them both. Finally, he found a large table located not far from his place.

Andrew then glanced at Shella, who was still carrying both hands, before he headed straight for the table as fast as lightning.

After being behind the thing, he slightly heaved a sigh of relief because Shella had not been shot in the slightest. Andrew turned the tableboard over to him as a shield to protect it

they were both from the shots.

"I wish you could just shut up and never move out of this table board. It must be known if I can't take care of you all the time" Andrew said in a riled up tone.

The man lowered the tiny body on the floor carefully, then gave the gun held by Shella earlier.

"Wear it if you need to" says Andrew.

Shella asked again, the sound of gunfire aimed at them again sounded, making the girl immediately scream in surprise.

"Don't make Zavier scold me" added Andrew again, then a split second later, he darted straight out of the table.

Shella just blinked, confused by all Andrew had said just now. However, the girl immediately gasped as soon as she heard the sound of a gun being fired, followed by another noise.

Panicked. That's what he feels. Shella finally decided to take a little peek from the side of the table with both hands holding a gun.

Oh, mercy. He was really scared now. During her lifetime, Shella never imagined that she would be holding a deadly firearm.

Through the corner of his eye, Andrew looked very calm and relaxed in taking down all of Franklin's men. Even from Shella's point of view, the man looked like ****** bloodthirsty.

Not only that, Andrew also looks very agile in stepping on the stomach of his opponent and make it fall instantly, as if all this is the most trivial thing in his life.

Is this guy a mafia?

It didn't take long, Andrew looks like he's done with everything. Shella blinked in fear as she saw blood already splattered on the floor with a body that had become a corpse in an instant. Oh my goddness sake...

The sound of the shots that had been competing to get into Shella's ear immediately disappeared, telling a tired breath from someone.

Is this guy really a human or a monster? How could he finish off his opponent who had that large sum in the shortest possible time?

"Nice, the door has opened by itself without bothering to open it again" exclaimed Andrew and sighed.

Shella just stared in horror at the blood that was in front of her, then shook her head slowly. "You killed them?"

What the hell? How could that man...?

Andrew raised his eyebrows up and looked at the corpses on the floor. He sighed softly, realizing that Shella would definitely be afraid of him. "No, they just fainted."

Lied.

"Are you going to kill Zavier?" ask Shella again. This time, he walked out of the table with a slightly horror look.

Aish, the fishy smell everywhere made him have to hold his breath for a moment.

"Zavier's? Why are you so sure I'm gonna kill Zavier?" asked Andrew and folded his hands in front of his chest. After the man saw Shella walking up to his place, he immediately coded Shella to get out of here.

"Yes, you kidnapped me and took me here. If it's not wrong, from what you said at that time, I'm the one who will be used as bait to lure Zavier. I don't know what that means..."

Andrew chuckles. "I didn't say it. But, it was my girlfriend who said the damn words."

Shella turned her head towards the man and unsheathed her sharp gaze for no reason. They keep moving forward without Shella knowing where they're going. "Who are you?"

Andrew smiled his smile, making his good looks even more visible and Shella's heart almost burst out because of it. "Have you been so curious?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"All right, I'll tell you," said Andrew, before his eyes seemed to move here and there, as if watching something. And after he felt this place was safe, the man resumed his words.

"You can call me Andrew and I'm a friend of Zavier, your fucking girlfriend."

Shella stared back at Andrew with a shocked look, making the man just look at her with a faint smile.

"Why are you here? And, wait, I don't understand. If you're a friend of Zavier's, why are you keeping me here?" shella asked again, but with a gaze that turned suspicious.

"That, yeah, I'm sorry about that. I'm required to do so, or my identity will be exposed in front of Franklin."

"Franklin? Lina's father?"

Andrew shook his head quickly. "No, Franklin never had children."