Shotgun - Sub Zero: HER

Chapter 5

  "Ihh, off !"

  Alisha refuses the hand of one of the motorcycle gang members who wants to touch her. Quickly his body turned around and walked away. But just a few steps, Alisha road is blocked.

  "Surge !" hardik Alisha while her path was blocked by several guys.

  "Duile, Non. Not very good ?" seductive one of them.

  "Eh, but it's fierce like this, beautiful too."

  "It's so pretty to know ! Look at that body. Duh !"

  Alisha shuddered as they looked at her from bottom to top. Some members of the biker gang licked his lips and others began to go up and down.

  In Alisha's heart complained, why did she choose to dress like this ?!

  Alisha is currently wearing her sabrina-style peach dress. The length of the dress is only knee-length, while the legs are level only decorated with flip-flops. But Alisha chose this outfit because she was originally going to go threesome with Martha and her boyfriend. Not at all expecting that in the end he will go home alone and even trapped among the members of the motorcycle gang.

  "Surge you guys ! I'm going through !" call Alisha back. His voice sounded higher.

  "If we don't want to step aside, what does Miss Beautiful want ?!" replied a man to the left of Alisha, who had just come forward to try Alisha's chin. Makes Alisha spontaneously retreat.

  "You're kissed times, bro. Haha..."

  "Rather than being alone, just join us. Abang bonceng. Haha..."

  "Well, Ndro. Not only do you want to, I also want to fuck a beautiful girl like her !"

  Alisha is scared. Because they were getting closer around him. His back had already hit the iron barrier of the pavement with the river, there was no longer any gap for him to retreat.

  Alisha immediately pressed the speed dial on her mobile phone, intending to call her mother's number. Whether he gets scolded or not, it's better than he is now. But not to mention two rings, one of the motorcycle gang men swiftly pulled his hand and grabbed Alisha's cellphone.

  "Return !" alisha shouted as her phone was thrown and passed back and forth.

  "He he he. We haven't had fun."

  "Give it back or I'll scream ?!" threaten Alisha's.

  "Just scream. No one will help. Yes, no ?!" answer one of the guys who then greeted another laugh.

  "Here you go, come on."

  Alisha was shocked as her hands were firmly gripped. His shopping bag had fallen and stepped on - stampede the horde of males who were like being flabbergasted.

  "Don't ! Release !" Alisha rebelled as her hands were gripped tighter and tighter. While his body is getting squeezed by many guys.

  "Please ! Please !" yelled Alisha almost crying. "Mamaa ! Please !!!"

  The group of motorcycle gang members simultaneously stopped their efforts to corner Alisha. They turned their heads, hearing the roar of the motor that was re-gased repeatedly as if asking for their attention. Several members of the biker gang who were inching aside, made Alisha finally able to see who the person who had just arrived was.

  There, Alisha saw the Black Knight who had broken through the convoy. The driver continued to play the gas for a while before finally stopping and turning off the engine. Then, with only one finger moved - moving it back and forth, he blatantly challenged the members of the biker gang.

  Spontaneous screams of anger split the night sky. Without the need to be commanded, the members of the motorcycle gang who had been angry at him from the beginning, immediately came forward to attack him.

  "That's the brash guy. Hajar, Bro !"

  "Fuck ! How dare he come back !"

  "Bush ! Libas ! Just finish it !"

  Alisha covered her mouth with both hands. Horrified at the fight he had just first seen firsthand. Several vehicles that were about to pass stopped their speed because the fight had spread to the highway. But no one intervened to break up. All just watch, some even have time to record video with the phone.

  Alisha worries about her helper. How could he possibly win against so many motorcycle gang members ?! There were almost thirty people.

  "Please, Sir ! Please stop them !" pinta Alisha to a middle-aged man standing next to her car.

  "Ah, Father where brave, Sister. Could - could be later the father who hit," refused the man.

  After at least nearly ten people who refused to help, Alisha let out a sigh of despair. Feeling so helpless and realizing that there was nothing he could do but just stand looking.

  You know, but.. wait !!!

  The members of the biker gang have fallen a lot. While his Black Knight, was still able to stand up and continue beating the rest of the other members.

  Somehow lapse how many minutes later, the rest of the last motorcycle gang members finally fell as well. Leave his helper, stand while wagging - his now dirty jacket. Cheers and the crowd's screams rang out with his victory. Feeling happy finally someone beat up the motorcycle gang that has often been disturbing.

   His helper then walked over to Alisha. Occasionally he kicked the body of a motorcycle gang that had been beaten up and now scattered while groaning. A moment he bowed, grabbing something that turned out to be Alisha's phone.

  "Te. thank you," said Alisha received her cellphone thrust without a word by the Black Knight. His helper was still using his full face helmet with his helmet glass which was also still closed. Alisha could see her reflection on the dark glass.

  "Curtain ! It's so sultry," murmured his helper, taking off his helmet.

  Alisha is strangling. He clearly saw the face of his helper decorated with sweat.

  Black Knight.

  Althair Kyro Zackqueen was now standing before him.

  A line of slanted smiles immediately adorned her handsome face, looking pleased to see the look of shock on Alisha's face.

  "Nice to see you again, Alisha..."

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