My Possessive Badboy's

My Possessive Badboy's
Revenge is Red - 02



Apparently Mizar did not play games when planning revenge on Sagara and his friends. The plan was met with enthusiasm from other Andromeda members. In fact, they are young people who like to look for a commotion.


Especially if it is related to Sagara who really likes to look for because.


Especially Raka who wants to beat people since Ade was stabbed by a sharp weapon belonging to Sagara. The young man was the most enthusiastic and unwilling to stay silent when Mizar planned the reconnaissance.


"Gue's coming!" raka insisted a while ago.


"No! You'll be a troublemaker if you come tonight!" ban Jerome without further ado.


The man knew for sure, Raka would only ruin the plan with her unstable emotional state.


"Let me be the temenin, Mizar. Just in case it's here!" sky added.


Raka's face was gloomy for a moment. His revenge will be delayed. However, Mizar ensures that Raka will get the most share, if they attack Sagara headquarters later.


After that, tonight also Mizar immediately moved to the place believed to be the headquarters of Sagara and his minions. Accompanied by Jerome and Sky, the three staked out a base far enough from the settlement.


In fact, you could say, the place is not far from the slums behind skyscrapers that stand firmly in the distance there.


"Crazy, what are they doing in this kayak place?" jerome lamented as his body was depleted into mosquito food.


"Gue sure, they must have hidden something here, too" Sky added.


It would not be wrong if Sky thought so. Sagara hideout and its minions are five-story mangkrak buildings that are no longer continued construction.


The outer skin of the building peeling here and there to make a creepy impression. However, it is quite representative if used as a hiding place.


Especially if Sagara and his minions really do act deviantly. The building that now stands in front of them is very suitable to be a place of execution or whatever it is hidden by Sagara.


Not to mention there was not enough lighting around the building. There is only a street lamp that turns on nothing.


"Is the rumor about them true?" Sky whispered without getting an answer.


After all who among them really knows Sagara and his minions? Even if they know you, they prefer not to care.


As Mizar chose to be careful, even though he knew Sagara's darkest past. Even if it's just a guess. Mizar still did not want to make a conclusion that could have turned to attack him.


"Gue agrees, Sky. I think the rumours about them may be true" Jerome said suddenly.


The young man had just caught a shadowy gulp that had just entered the building. Shortly after, someone came out with suspicious gestures.


"Record, record. That could be proof that we want to destroy Sagara and his men."


Actually the guy has his own gang name. Their mission is to become the number one gang that everyone fears. Black Mamba was the name they chose.


Even so, members of Andromeda do not want to admit it. Because that means they support Sagara and his minions to become a gang that might be truly feared by everyone.


In order to prevent that from happening, Andromeda chose not to acknowledge Sagara's existence.


"Well, what do you think?" Sky again asked Jerome who was still holding his camera in a standby position.


"Dapette. Pretty obvious this is."


"Good."


"We're in now?" jerome was getting impatient. Besides the young man's body has been eaten by mosquitoes, he began to be unable to know the facts hidden by Sagara.


"Wait!" Mizar uttered an indisputable edict.


"Why?"


"There's someone approaching!"


The three young people sharpened their hearing and looked at each other in close proximity. As if they were talking through the eyes of each other. Moreover, when a figure they knew enough came out from inside the building. The Sagara.


"So this is the place?" mizar whispers are more appropriate for himself.


The guy walked closer. At the right moment, the three young men hid themselves behind the dark ruins of the walls.


The young man's face looked frustrated with his waist-rigged hands. Her hair is a little messy. Smelled the smell of alcohol from his mouth.


"Know Gini, I didn't want to be involved with them from the beginning. Sagara is completely insane!"


Both Mizar and his two other friends further sharpen the sense of hearing. Each of them looked at each other. With Jerome's cell phone camera still pointing to their target target.


"Damn!" the suppressor-filled curse disappeared along with the young man who had somehow gone in which direction.


Not into the building, but leave the place.


"He's gone" Mizar whispered to his two friends. Welcomed Jerome and Sky's head nods together.


"Now?"


"Yes." Yeah."


Slowly the three young men came out from the ruins of the wall and moved under the shadow of a fairly dark building. They only use lighting from street lamps that glow dimly in the distance.


For a moment, their eyes were used to seeing in the dark and started moving faster. Each of them tidied up the hoodie and used it to cover the head. Disguise views if others catch their suspicious movements.


They walk with Mizar in front. Sky and Jerome are at the back.


Slender. Silent. Up to the third floor, there was no sign that there was life in this place. Mizar started to doubt if their moves were effective enough this time.


Until, he could catch the sounds coming from the floor above them.


Mizar nodded. Put a sign on the others to move up there. They were already halfway up the stairs when they saw a bonfire being lit in the middle of the room. The shadow bounces off the walls of the building visible from the stairs.


There were three people when viewed from the reflected shadow. If lucky, they can find Sagara among the three. However, if unlucky, they will only meet with cowardly brutes who do not even dare one-on-one.


"Woi, Boy?! Are you back?!" exclaim one of the hordes that are on the fourth floor. Referring to a young man who left the building a moment ago.


That meant that the three people who were on the fourth floor were aware of the intruders coming to their place. Or not at all.


"Boy?!" repeat one of them with a tone of voice louder than before.


"Now!" Mizar whispered and made the two friends who were behind him move following.


They speed up the pace, but keep trying to keep the rhythm pretty carefully. Until it makes the impression as if only one person climbed the stairs to the hiding place of the Black Mamba.


"Fuckers!" the three young men who were seated circled the bonfire as Mizar appeared with Sky and Jerome on his left.


"What do you want?!" exclaimed a long-haired man among the three Sagara men with a look of wrath.


"Oh, it turns out that coward is not here?! Too bad. Though this place is very suitable for a duel," replied Mizar did not give a response to the question of the gondrong.


They stood facing each other despite providing enough safe distance. However, each of them did not want to get a sudden attack.


"Damn! Lo cuekin me?!" The gondrong shouted in disbelief.


"Dissapper!!" mizar's curse followed a fairly fast and accurate movement.


Bugh!


Mizar lashed out a punch without warning. Silenced the mouth of the gondrong who was now spitting on the ground. His lips are bleeding. He even staggered and almost fell if not held back by his other two friends.


"Shoppers!" the boy held back.


He was about to avenge Mizar's blow. However, at the same time the young man again unleashed a punch and was on target. The gondrong gave him no chance until he actually fell down this time. Groaning pain.


"That's a reply because you've made me go to the hospital!" mizar said in a sharp tone.


Highlight his eyes can not be separated to the man who has made him battered more than a week ago.


Mizar did not even care and stepped on the gondrong that was helpless on the floor of the mangkrak building. He leaned until he was close enough above the young man.


"Tell Sagara, if he wants a duel, use an elegant way! No one will say he is cool as long as he still uses the village way!" firmly the young man before pressing his foot on the young man's hand and left the building just like that.