MY WIFE MAFIA

CHAPTER 67

The man tried to rebel past Lena's hand grip, but unfortunately, Lena's hand grip was too strong.

"Try talking again" This time Lena was acting tough, shaking the collar of the man's shirt.

"What the hell is this, no way"

"Okey I'm offin"

PLAAKK, the man's head hit Lena's hand hard. He grimaced in pain as he rubbed his head. Very hobby Lena play keplak same head, like kendang kendang only it's the head of people.

"Crazy girl, if you're a guy who's been dumb from before" the guy tried to fight Lena, he dared to look Lena in the eye.

"If girls are Napa, I'm not afraid of you"

A PRAAKK!!

A loud slap landed right on the man's face, making the man's face red. Red because of Lena's hard slap, and red because of embarrassment in the slap girls in public. Mending if in the slap of a girlfriend, there can be a dramatic story. It's in the slap of an unknown girl, who is violent and arrogant as well. People began to gather to see events that are considered funny and rare, not a few people who take this moment by recording with a cell phone. Seeing the lack of wear, I finally told Lena to stop the action.

"Len, already! if it continues to harm us" I approached Lena and whispered into her ear while glancing at the people around who started recording Lena's activities. Aware of the situation, Lena regained her senses and approached the man with an ultimatum.

"No need to macem my ma, or I finish all your family" whispered Lena casually, as if nothing had happened. After whispering, Lena spread a smile to everyone.

"Hehehe's my girlfriend, in an affair with the widow next door to the contract" lena cussed as she looked at the people who saw her. She hugged the astonished man tightly while looking at him. Pinter really made an alibi.

People began to disperse, again Lena glared at the helpless man after getting a loud slap from him.

"Pay all our meatballs"

"i-iya mbak" replied the man in fear, now he began to understand, why from earlier told to go by the meatball seller. These girls are all beautiful, not the angels she thinks they are.

"mang Komeng, our meatballs are paying this mas yes"

"i-iya mbak" replied Mang Komeng confused, the meatballs really paid, but in his heart he was happy because he did not lose.

"Wuiih in the treaty, you know that I pack a lot" Celtuk Katrine stood up, and we left the meatball shop mang Komeng. Continuing around the market, who knows can be a big boss in the market.

"Thankful, grateful, selamet, selamet" mang Komeng smiled with relief while stroking his chest. We walked down stalls, and market alleys. And now arriving at the storeroom of clothing and shoes sales, a little more crowded compared to the vegetable and fruit stalls. My eyes narrowed and caught a suspicious wave, appearing in front of two people trailing the mothers who looked terrible, bustling makeup and menor order. Showing that mothers are rich, she walks while carrying a branded bag.

"Auhk, what's wrong Vis?" ask Lena when I'm elbowing.

"Look at the two guys up front, from the suspicious gait. We'll keep an eye on them"

"Oh okay, like new people, I don't know him. What else knew the two men" Lena answered asking Katrine and Elvi, both shrugging unfamiliar signs.

"We follow their actions, like he mopped the mother, want to pickpocket" said I continue to pay attention to the two men who followed the mothers, but the mother was not aware that she was being followed by two guys.

The mothers walked leisurely, occasionally bidding on items that caught his attention. While smiling, showing off, occasionally pointing at something above while showing off the bracelet he wears to cause a gemrincing sound. When the mother was off guard, the two men started the action. I saw one guy wearing a black jacket pull out a small knife from behind his jacket, while the one wearing a short-sleeved t-shirt watched around. Now it was time for us to act, we walked quickly closer to the two men, immediately Elvi and Katrine walked in front of the two men, the goal was to block the view of the two men. While Lena and I took Carter out of the pants pocket we always carry when walking out, just in case. This is our simple and safe weapon, when it is brought. I pulled the collar of the man in the black jacket, and I pointed my Carter at his neck, and I closed it with my index finger, so as not to attract the attention of the market people who were crossing us. Lena also did the same with me, we have to do it simultaneously, so that the opponent does not rebel or kink when he knows he is at the helm of a sharp weapon.

"Shut up and follow us, put your knife back in your pocket, brave the fight. Fuck you!" I threatened slowly, but surely and frighteningly. The two boys looked at each other, saw his friend in a carter knife, they kept quiet and followed our orders.

We walked together, Elvi and Katrine walked in front, they had also been on standby holding Carter's knife in each other's hands. Feeling the situation was desperate, the two men just resignedly followed our instructions. On the empty lap, we pushed and cornered him in the corner of the pitch. This stall is still in the renovation stage that has long been neglected, but the quiet situation rarely people pass through the streets here.

"You work alone or someone's men" I asked full of probes, holding Carter's knife to their necks. The guy in the short-sleeved shirt glanced at his friend, as if gesturing and I knew it.

"We work alone" replied the man in the jacket, with a quick movement of the man's hand trying to reach Carter in my hand. I swiftly pulled him over. Next to me was the sound of a very loud kick.

"Fucking girl!" shouted the guy wearing a short-sleeved shirt, then quickly kicked Lena's stomach hard.

BUKK!

"You!!" Lena bounced and fell, she grimaced in pain. It's so fast that Lena doesn't know a kick landed in her belly.

As I brushed aside the hands of the man in front of me, I quickly attacked the man.

Sreet....

A deep, long incision injured the man's chest, fresh blood flowing and soaking his shirt and jacket. He screamed in pain and instantly collapsed to the ground as he knew his chest was full of blood.

"AAARRRGGGHH"

Then swung my Carter towards the other guy, he turned his back on me when he kicked Lena. So my charters hit her back, she screamed in pain, Carter of Elvi added twice.

Sreth, sret...

right about his chest. He was suffocated in shock as his body had been injured, the sound of screams rang out loud. He sat down holding his wound, fresh blood did not stop flowing from the wounds we made. Lena who fell down immediately stood up, fiercely grabbing the head of the guy who kicked her earlier.

Jeddeer... The clash many times to the rolling door was very hard, in his kick the guy's face repeatedly blindly. Fresh blood came out from the nose and the corners of the mouth, before long the man was unconscious. Satisfied with her brutality, Lena stopped her action. The man's body was soaked by his own blood, Lena snorted in satisfaction.

"This is the result if you dare to fight us" I said coldly,

PRAKK, a hard slap I landed on the face of the man whimpering in pain in front of me. Blood kept flowing soaking up his inner shirt.

"I'm sorry Ma'am, we-we admitted wrong" said the man stammered because he endured incredible pain and pain.

"Don't mess around in our territory, you're looking to die!!" I looked sharp, making the guy dare not look at me.

"Tell me, you work alone or someone's men, if you work alone I'm matiin you now. You're just trash here" I prepared to point my charter at his neck, which made him tremble and beg for forgiveness instantly.

"Ampuuuun mbak, we are the men of bang Gopal" he admitted with breath began to wince.

"Well! Gopal?" I nodded, my friends and I looked at each other. Then I stood up,

"Call Gopal here, call him" I told the guy, and I just smiled cynically. Gopal is the leader of the thugs, the face of the sangar with a large height.

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