My Secret Life's

Chapter 83: Dueling the hill path

The sports car left the skyscraper which was just a piece, but after coming out of the residential area it was a different path. The road with its many lush trees is used as a road to a nearby hill from the area of the residential area owned by his papa, seen the big master just silent and become an observer as long as the car drove.

"Use it dad and take the gun in there" said Asfa handed over an emblem of his family identity and pointed towards the back that understood by the great master.

After wearing her daughter's gift and taking what she asked now her focus forward, there must be a reason why her daughter asked her to do that. Until the trees were more lush and the sports car was spinning at a standard speed and now the car was facing the entrance per hill, not waiting for long visible smoke from a distant direction.

The speed is worth an example as a lover of wild racing, but it looks only three van that approached a sports car parked beautiful in the middle of the road. Making it to the three vans it stopped at a distance of two meters from the sports car, until the next second the people who became occupants of the van down with black clothes and weapons on their waists.

"Ready? " ask Asfa by looking at her papa.

"Ready." replied the big master and waited for his next instruction.

In less than a minute now fifteen people in black clothes had made a fortress as if there was something to protect them, by looking at the number and physical of the opponent is certainly a lot that will immediately run away but run away does not apply to the Luxifer family. With his car door casually open from two sides simultaneously, black boots with a ten centimeter right came down from the driver's car and brown pantofel shoes came out of his door one more.

Blowing hills that make the atmosphere more supportive, the two pairs of different legs out of sports cars with high style and attitude.

Braaks...

The car door was closed hard from both sides with a forward view where the black-clothed people were more alert and immediately pointed a weapon in front of them. The sound of footsteps that seemed full of pressure, a little make those people lose confidence, he said, the look of long hair that followed the direction of the gust of wind made the girl with the mask step forward worthy of her a hero with one bodyguard beside her no less aura.

"Where your Boss? " said Asfa clearly raising both his hands up.

"Don't move!" a man in front.

Regardless of the warning, his hand continued his movements however...

Door..

"One mistake." Asfa's warning is that just shift her body dodging a bullet that leads to her chest.

The shooter even gawked because his opponent's reaction was very relaxed and instead rolled his hair at will, and removed the rope from his outer black clothes. And now only wearing a black tangtop with short jeans after the feminine black office wear was wasted on the cab of his sports car.

The smooth white skin is able to distract the opponents who are all men with a burly body, but not with the girl who knew her car had to receive a bullet even though her car body was only scratched a little like a nail claw. With a demonic smile that began to rise inside his mask, now his gaze became the eyes of an eagle with prey that had been locked.

The hungry look of some of his opponents made him feel disgusted, the eyes of the basket with the thirsty gaze of the caress were simply nauseating. Now that his hand was precisely pointing at the shooter with his index finger, the man was the first target.

"Come duel with me honey." invite Asfa gently and his hands like he was asking his opponent to approach him.

"Neng come on come with us, why not fight. Atuh it kasian smooth legs if blisters. Come with us to the villa, there must be a lot of warmth there." take a man who was beside the shooter with a bolt that was ready to drip.

"Shut up! " exclaimed the great master with his intimidating voice.

Who would listen to an abuse for their own child, no father would accept if his daughter were humbled as such. Wanting his taste instantly shot the man in the head and plucked his tongue and swooped!I both eyes bajing@n who does not know manners. His blood is boiling but his daughter's purpose is still not clearly known by her, making her have to let her daughter act like a plan that was drawn up since when, when, moreover the hand gesture of her daughter who said all was still in control made her just sigh with a heart holding back the anger of a father.

"Call your boss! Or fight with me? " said Asfa after giving a signal to his papa to calm down with his left hand fingers that form the letter ok.

"What do I get if I win? " ask the shooter.

"Whatever you want." Asfa replied casually.

"Ok" said the shooter, who gave his gun to the man beside him.

Now within thirty centimeters, the two faced each other. The man was a little smelling because the scent of a masculine perfume is not like most women's perfume, even his perfume alone is not as fragrant as the girl in front of him.

"Ready? " ask Asfa casually and as if to insinuate.

"Come." take the man with a single blow towards Asfa's face.

Hap... The kreeek.. Bruug...

"First, don't touch my face" Asfa said coldly letting her opponent endure the pain and try to get up again.

"Such a good deal, ck. I'm still not serious, now I won't let it be as you please." said the shooter cynically.

Without answering Asfa stared at the man's arm in front of her and floated his hand towards the arm, just as the man was about to block his hand, casually his hand was down alternated with Asfa's right leg kicking the man's stomach with a strong pressure at a definite point.

Buccane.. Buccane..

One stomach blow that was added with one man's nape was instantly knocked unconscious and casually Asfa's hand waved towards his other opponent. Without a doubt all opponents besieged one girl who had already left their leader exposed, a glimpse of the face he was looking at from the windshield of the van front.

"Your Mine" said Asfa, who raised her hand by plucking her finger over her head.

Now the time to exercise, one against fourteen is not fair to anyone. The burly bodies of the opponents could make anyone faint, but the invisible demonic smile had already developed perfectly.

"Ready? " asked Asfa with a very cold voice and her aura made her opponent goosebumps.

"Sera." exclaimed a man who harassed Asfa.

The still hungry eyes made Asfa fight nimbly dodging the blow and returning the opponent's punch, some of his opponent's punch just hit the group's friend, and the group's friend, instead of touching the smooth white skin that is now their meal.

"Babit@n!"

"Broh@ra!"

"Sexy!"

The sound of absorbency in the mix of disgusting sounds makes Asfa increasing the pressure on his hands and feet, his focus is increasing.

Several times Asfa had to jump over the body of an opponent who bent avoiding his punch and add to the kick in the nerve point that made the opponent increasingly helpless, the movement with a speed that floated like having a light body. Seeming overwhelmed his opponents compensate for the speed of Asfa, but each opponent has their own advantages until Asfa must precisely find the weakness of the opponents in one opponent's movement.

"Stop! " exclaimed someone who was very familiar with the burly men and stopped the movements of all Asfa's opponents.

Prook. prook..

Asfa's hand clap made the opponents look at the girl who was now casually getting rid of the stocky body in front of her and welcomed the arrival of the person she was looking for.

"Queen. What's my fault this time? " tanya nervously a man who seemed to have his guts flying with his wishful thinking.

Not an answer, but a step with the boots was stepped closer to the man who threw a question tickling his stomach. Like his man who was younger than his papa was senile before his age, making the aura shown by Asfa even more intimidating.

The male bodyguards no one can move with their boss state at the end of the gun that is not spaced with the head with the misty hair, well now the big master is holding his daughter's target hostage. a man whose age is younger than his with a distended stomach, but still he does not know who the gibbons are around his territory.

"Who? A tamak? " answered Asfa by gripping the chin of a man's hair with a drizzle.

The grimacing face tried to answer but one index finger on the lip of the Asfa mask made the man just swallow his saliva with difficulty, Asfa who understands if the man in front of her is scared can only add pressure to the grip of her hand.

"One minute, Burn your company or you lose everything." Asfa orders by adding gunpoint to the heart of a male climber.

"What!? " excited a spontaneous guy to drizzle and immediately shook his head slowly after the clutches of his hand on his chin came off.

"Your CHOICE! " said Asfa stretched out his hand to the great master and with the hand of his one great master who was idle gave his flat object.

"Wait on! Give me one chance, whatever I'll do as long as the company keeps going." ask the man with a hearty but his eyes pointed at something else.

The eyes with a few blinks that give a signal to the back make Asfa immediately understand the cunning that is being done by the male drizzle in front of him. Within seconds the wind gusts brought the opponent's movement into Asfa's eardrum and his papa looks also directly pulled his hand and made the man climist as his shield.

Doorr.. doorr...