My Dangerous Boy's

Part 106 - Are We Lose? (1)

"NOW!" joking Andrew at the end.

Shella's body was suddenly glued to the spot, before her blue eyes blinked once like people *****. He stared confusedly at Andrew's back, making the man in front of him only sigh in annoyance.

Even he had said the code out loud to make Franklin himself gasp at hearing it, but why did Shella even stall for time like this? Please be patient, Andrew!

"Run, Shella run!" shouted Andrew. He no longer cares about the codes or the girl is surprised by it, because what Andrew is thinking now is to bring Shella to escape first from such a dangerous situation.

With a dead-end brain, Shella only shrieked as soon as she floated up and finally ended up in Andrew's arms. The man looked at her in annoyance, before Shella could feel a great shock as Andrew ran towards the exit.

The man then moved to and fro, dodging several bullets fired at him. But, because he was too busy thinking about the state of Shella, a bullet shot quickly towards his arm and swiped his skin until it managed to make him bleed a speck. He grimaces slowly.

Oh, shits!

Shella stammered and stuttered slowly. "Andrew your hand-"

"Shut up, Shella. I'm still upset with you" sidelines Andrew who doesn't seem to care about the wound. Fortunately the bullet was only draped in his skin and not penetrated right into his heart, which might have allowed him to instantly lie stiff in place.

"I'll catch up with you later." Andrew smashed through the shabby door with his body to make it collapse instantly. Even the guards who were guarding the outside door were immediately shocked and tried to stop Andrew's actions.

"What about your girlfriend?" shella asked, before Andrew moved quickly to lower himself from the sling.

Andrew growled. Chubby. "Don't worry about me. Now, run away from this place as soon as possible!"

Shella stared right at Andrew's eyes and found a serious glint inside. He sighed softly.

Then, his eyes turned to look at the enemies who were behind and seemed to be chasing them, before his two legs were automatically moved away from the place. "Don't die," Shella exclaimed so easily that the tiny body disappeared behind the trees.

Andrew smiled faintly. After feeling that Shella was safe, she turned around with her face turned flat.

Until then, Andrew had not had time to speak a word, a bullet fired at him shot quickly and directly penetrated right into his stomach, he spontaneously coughed and fell on the ground. The man could not avoid or avoid what had just happened.

Andrew whimpered and held onto his stomach which was starting to feel hot. His eyes moved staring intently at Franklin who was seen already standing in front of him and grinning at his pain.

"Don't die! I still want to torture you again" Franklin whispered with a scornful smile. Andrew could then see Franklin's eyes moving towards the figure of Shella who had disappeared behind the trees, before grinning.

Meanwhile, Zaviera who was behind only rounded his eyes full, before rebelling again asking to be released.

"******** you, let me go! Rot you in hell! I'm really gonna make sure you guys-"

Plaque.

One slap landed on his cheek until the heat spread everywhere. Zaviera moved to hold her cheek which felt hot, but her movements stopped when she realized that she was being held tightly at this time.

Hell's...

He turned his head quickly to the side and immediately found that there was a man who was thrusting a foreign liquid from a syringe towards him. Zaviera sontak.

His eyes suddenly blurred for a moment, while his head immediately felt dizzy. The girl turned to the left, but her arm held back forced her to stand up again.

Faintly, he could see Franklin again walking towards Andrew who was already helplessly sprawled on the ground, before something like liquid was injected towards the man's neck.

And then, everything went dark.

***

"That's good, Zavier," Aron said in a flat tone. He turned to the side, looking at the man who was tied up in chains with almost the same condition as him. Sad and sad.

The one who was stared at was silent.

"So, after all the time I've sacrificed just to help Shella, you just gave up halfway" Aron added. The man's hand that was about to massage his head that felt dizzy stopped when the sound of the twinkling chain tied in his hand rang.

Aish, he hates being tied up like this. Their two hands were tied up and connected to an iron with their feet on the floor and had to stand up like this. Shit, he's tired.

Zavier finally turned his head towards Aron with a sharp look. "I don't have any other choice. He threatened to kill Zaviera and you know that" he hissed, then swore violently towards the air.

Aron rolled both his eyes. "Are you sure Shella's safe now?" tanyakanya.

"I don't know, but I hope so."

Aron spontaneously throttled in annoyance. He sighed in the air, before closing his eyes for a moment. "Why didn't you tell me about your friend Andrew?" hiss upset.

"That's not important. I'm just afraid that you're gonna screw up my whole plan that I've been working on for a long time."

"But, at least you should share your plan a little with me. You know, I'd have even been a lunatic if you hadn't told me that Shella was with a safe man by now."

Zavier. "Hopefully all my plans go well. All we have to make sure right now is that Andrew and Shella ran away first, so we can calmly decide to save Zaviera and get out of here as soon as possible."

A split second after, the sound of the door opening rang out, making Zavier turn his face towards the front to see who entered this room.

Franklin. Men excess this fat.

But it's not just Franklin. Zavier involuntarily narrowed his eyes when he saw that there were some vaguely formed shadows of people behind the man.

The shadow was getting closer, until finally Zavier could see clearly who the people were.

Zaviera and Andrew.