My Secret Life's

Chapter 254: TOUCH ME! YOU CAN'S?

Bruug!

Something was thrown just like that right in front of Asfa. The smell of blood clearly smelled so sharp. Anyone who was injured was nearby. The pejaman eyes were still reluctant to stop, until a voice echoing in the room explained who the enemy of both.

"That voice...,"

"I didn't expect my enemy's daughter to grow up so beautiful. The ideal body with expensive care, wow. It must be exciting if you can feel..," said the person who had just appeared stopped because of the sound of a man coughing in front of Asfa.

"Uhukis... Uhuk... Mateo baj's!ngan! There's no place for a bastard like you anymore" Justin endured the pain, slowly creeping up to get back on his feet.

Justin's voice brought Asfa to a relief of heart, then opened his eyelids. Blue netra full of calm. Lips locked tightly with a smirk on their lips. One incision scratched the heart when right in front of the eyes, he saw the condition of the duke full of wounds. Fresh blood was still flowing from the man's temple.

Asfa extended her hand with a gentle, loving look, making Justin reply with a smile that was no less sweet. The welcome of the hand made the two nod their heads to each other.

"Sit down! Think of this as my gift," Asfa only helped so that Justin could sit properly, then his steps forward stood in front of the man by waving his hand towards Mateo papa from his own brother.

Mateo chuckles. It was obvious that the man was underestimating the strength of his current opponent. Without thinking twice, he walked over to Asfa. A sure step without a doubt. Meanwhile, Mahendra who actually chose to be a spectator without having to interfere. Now the two are facing each other at a distance of two meters.

"One question, what is your last request?" asfa asked leisurely without staring at his opponent.

(One question, what's your last request?)

Asfa's question, made Mateo laugh crisply. Come on, he's not only good at martial arts, but his tactics are also no less to manipulate the situation. Without him knowing. Every sound of laughter would receive a punishment that was worth it, or even far worse than could be imagined.

"Touch! You can?" tanya Asfa presents an open challenge.

(Touch me! You can?)

"Ck. Ck. Ck. How so my enemy's daughter." Mateo spoke as he walked closer to Asfa, then reached out trying to touch the woman's cheek, until a pull changed his position fell slammed into the floor.

"Aargh, s!al!" mateo enjoyed back pain, while Asfa took two steps back.

"Get up!" tell Asfa in a firm and cold voice. (Wake up!)

One attack that Asfa did, made Mateo furious. The man woke up, then looked up at his enemy's daughter. A aura of hostility was clearly blazing. Seeing that, Justin could not stay still, but his movements read until the queen's right hand signal stopped his heart's intention.

Unfortunately, the blow was indeed intentional by Asfa. Now there is no reason to refrain from retaliating against every action of Mateo. Whether it was a mistake ago, or because it hurt Justin. The cold eyes gave off an aura of intimidation. The change in the expression on the face of his enemy's daughter, made the man shrink.

"Your time runs out," Asfa said staring at Mateo without blinking.

(Your time is up.)

One word Mateo could not get out. Suddenly punch after punch he received without pause. Asfa provides the best treatment as a queen. A face-slapping kick, an elbow that hit the back until a blow hit the man's purple eggplant which immediately cried out in pain.

Justin who saw Mateo's heirloom hit with the queen's knee also felt a pulse down there. Surely the end can no longer be used seed sower belongs to the arrogant man, the show does not only get there.

Mateo's body slumped down below, making Asfa crouch with her feet stepping on the man's hands. Then give a cynical smile. A smile that resuscitates the enemy. If he underestimates the strength of the opponent. The sound of moaning doesn't even matter anymore. Time belongs to only one queen.

"First rule's. Never underestimate your opponent," Asfa said with one finger raised

(First rule. Never underestimate your opponents.)

One more finger raised with one additional rule, "Second rule. Don't play with Queen."

(Second rule. Don't play with the Queen.)

"Devil!" mateo exclaimed in between the pain he was enjoying alone, the exclamation did not make Asfa stop his bullying gaze.

"If I were, the devil. What are you, Mr Mateo?" tanya Asfa raised one eyebrow.

"The man who could burn the house of his ex-wife and her new family. Let alone pity, you don't care about a newborn baby. Do you think I live to quietly enjoy fear? NEVER."

Asfa got up, then stepped back three steps. Mateo's body, which lay before his eyes, did not make himself tremble at all or have a sense of compassion. Each time the memory of the past approaches only leaves a longing for the figure of the mother that he never felt.

"The mafia world is not for people like you. Maybe I am, I am a demon. A demon to monsters like you, Mateo," Asfa said with a quick motion to grab the gun behind his back.

One shot without sound penetrated Mateo's chest. There were no more screams, but clearly the man endured a much more excruciating pain. Without Asfa knowing, when he was busy giving punishment to his big family enemies who became the cause of life without a mother. Mahendra secretly took his gun. The weapon was aimed squarely at the former daughter-in-law.

"Dead son-in-law s!alan," Mahendra said, pulling the trigger.