THE 4 YOUNG MOBSTERS S2

Prisoner Mr. White*

Info first. Sorry in advance if this eps is just as rich as eps a few days ago. Jebule yes to, catfish one of the timers at that time gaes gegara if the script is simple in HP and Web Mangatoon is not synchronous. Hence some time ago catfish bales komen sepet ngerasa rich Dejavu. Haha. How do readers know this story? Rich taste of dreams that, uh jebule I'm a khilaf.

So, help like no papa. This Eps bonus so catfish tetep up 2 normal eps yes. Which eps previously catfish replace the announcement of the event so that your comments do not cross even though the same content does not connect. Kwkwkw. Forgive me for starting this age.

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Not really, a week has passed. The search for Sandara and Arjuna has not yet been successful. The GIGA users were upset half to death because their quarry managed to hide themselves well.

At the place where Sandara was, the beautiful girl was spoiled like a princess of the king by Mr. Whites. Sandara's smile was always shared with Mr. White whatever they do.

Tessa watches Sandara's movements as she begins to realize that Mr. White falls in the charm of Kai's son.

They speak in English.

"Mrs. Whites. There's something we need to talk about" Tessa said as she walked over to the white-haired man braiding Sandara's hair on the long sofa chair of the gathering room.

Smile Mr. White sirna. Tessa looks nervous despite trying to cover it up. Sandara looked at Tessa with a flat face from where she was sitting.

"Why do you always spoil my fun?" ask Mr. White got up from his stool and walked up to Tessa with a sharp eye.

"You forgot our purpose. It's been a week since we sailed and I have not seen any sign that this ship is heading to Italy as you say," Tessa replied firmly.

Mr. White stared back at Tessa sharply and suddenly, he clutched his arm firmly out of the room.

Sandara silently stared at Mr.'s rude treatment. White to her brother's ex-lover. The room was again quiet and Sandara saw her face in the mirror covered in make up because of Mr. White used to dress it every day.

Until Sandara's gaze turned to a woman who covered her face with a mask and only showed her eyes and blonde hair.

The woman stepped forward, and so did Sandara who got off the sofa. The two women stepped together with both eyes looking at each other sharply until both of them stopped their steps.

Sandara bent her head to the right with a flat face, following the movements of the woman standing before her.

The woman seemed interested in Sandara's unique attitude according to her. The woman walked to the side and approached the bar table, Sandara came along to do it.

The woman poured down Martini while giving a block of ice and gulped it down.

Sandara did the same, but without glasses, alcohol and ice cubes. He only mimicked the movements made by the blonde woman.

"Ah, refreshing," said the woman as she sipped a drink by opening the bottom of the mask that turned out to be opened to the side like a door. Sandara followed what she was doing despite not making a sound.

"Are you going to keep mimicking what I'm doing? Wh why? Are you interested in me? Studying my moves?" the woman asked, turning and walking towards the sofa.

Sandara is like a mirror to her. The beautiful girl walked across from the blonde woman and her eyes kept watching.

"Hem, don't you want to talk? I was wondering, can you do this?" he said as he sat down and now faced Sandara.

The woman crossed her legs, showing her well-groomed and smooth legs. Sandara remained silent and continued to follow the movements of the woman in front of her.

Suddenly, CEKLEK!

The woman squinted when her movements were able to be followed by Sandara as she pulled out a gun from behind her waist.

"Attractive, very interesting. I wonder what's inside your head, Sandara. Should ... I pry him?" ask the woman while putting the gun on the table next to her. Sandara made the same move even though her hand was not holding a gun.

"What are you doing here?" ask Mr. White appears with Tessa following behind.

"Why? I should have asked, Mr. Whites. Why is this ship still sailing and not docked?" asked the woman whose eyes were still glaring at Sandara sharply.

Mr. White glanced at Tessa and the beautiful woman turned her face away. Mr's View. White returned to Sandara whose eyes were locked on the figure of the woman in front of him. Mr. White smiled.

"We're getting out of here, honey. Incidentally, Venelope came by helicopter" said Mr. White reached out and Sandara accepted it even though her eyes were still fixed on the woman called Venelope.

Sandara embraces Mr. White and walked side by side with her up the stairs on the luxurious yacht leading to the helipad.

Mr. White sat next to Sandara and the beautiful girl smiled as the helicopter took off leaving the ship.

"He's a threat, Venelope," Tessa said, pointing to Sandara, who had flown in a helicopter.

"I knew. However, I was curious. This is the first time I have ever faced him directly. If Sandara cannot be invited to work together, the only way is .... control it," replied Venelope who looked at herself in the mirror like repeating her movements when imitated by Sandara earlier.

"controlling it? You mean ... brainwashing? Ah, classic," asked Tessa smiling wryly. "Aghhh!"

"Arjuna can get away from you, it's because of your mistake. If you're not reckless, we can control it to attack its own stronghold. I'd love to see, the 13 Demon Heads were crushed and sunk into the bowels of the earth just like they did to our ranks," venelope gripped Tessa's neck until the blue-eyed woman began to have difficulty breathing.

"Well! I let him go because I didn't want to be trampled by him. I love the wrong man" he replied gasping as he held his sore neck from being strangled by Venelope.

Tessa's breath roaring. He was offended by Venelope's words, but could only silence his anger. Venelope went into the room and closed the door. Tessa was left alone.

"Pathetic," he said, laughing.

In chopper.

Apparently, Sandara seemed to enjoy her journey accompanied by Mr. White sat down next to him. The man tucked his hair even though the front of his long hair was scattered.

"Where are we going?" asked Sandara looking at him.

"Do you see the island there? Do you know where we are?" ask Mr. White pointed at a fairly large island.

Sandara. "I rarely travel. You know, Mr. Whites. I feel free when I am with you. You're taking me on an adventure. All this time, I felt locked up. Life became an artist, not as beautiful as I imagined," Sandara replied with a downcast look.

The long, shiny white haired man looked at Sandara intently who looked glum. Slowly, he touched his face with both hands.

Sandara's small face, as if captured by Mr.'s two big hands. White and drowned him. Sandara was shocked when Mr. White kissed her forehead and her cheeks alternated gently.

"I knew. I've been watching you all this time, Sandara. I saw everything you do on television from the demands of the entertainment world. I could see your fake smile as the cameras were glaring at your face. You .... are very good at acting, as it is today," he said looking into Sandara's eyes sharply.

Vesper's smallest son stared back at Mr.'s blue bead. White looked at him without blinking.

"Where are you hiding it?"

"Hide what?" ask Sandara lirih.

"Lies. Where did you hide it? I can't find him. Don't try to fool me, Sandara. I know you're up to something as long as you're we're husking," she asked, holding Sandara's face tight.

"nothing. I'm trying to live honestly this time, Mr. Whites. I'mtired. I chose the wrong dream. What I saw was not as beautiful as I imagined. You're right, I lied in front of the camera to make people happy when I saw me do what they asked. But I lost my freedom. I'm tired of being ordered," he replied looking sad even though his eyes were still clashing with the white-haired man.

Mr. White looked more and more at Sandara sharply as scraping all the contents in it, but found nothing.

Slowly, Breath Mr. White roaring. He was getting stronger gripping Sandara's head over his ears to make the pretty girl's eyes closed.

"Are you scared of me?" Sandara nodded quickly not daring to look at his face. Smile Mr. White radiated. "Do you think .. am I handsome?" Sandara nodded again with a frown. "My hair ... What do you think?"

Sandara opened her eyes slowly and looked back at Mr. Whites. "I like your hair. I know it's real though I'm sure it's not all white. Did you cover some of your gray hair by tucking it? The gene? Caucasoid Race?"

Mr. White looks surprised at Sandara's analysis. He slowly released the grip on his head.

Mr. White combed Sandara's new hair with a lighter color pattern no longer black like the original. His braids slipped off and re-deleted.

"My choice was right to choose you, Sandara. Since your words make me happy, I will take you for a walk. You know, even I'm pretty sure, Venelope and others including Tobias, don't know my real background" he said, embracing Sandara's shoulder and sitting up straight again.

Sandara quiet. He glanced at Mr. White who showed a faint smile despite not looking at him. A helicopter lands on an island, moving away from the crowds to a more remote place.

Sandara saw from the helipad runway on the hill, there are several houses in the middle of the forest and the surrounding hills, not far enough from the beach.

Some of the men in black guarding the place opened the door of the helicopter to his Master. Mr. White took Sandara out and the beautiful girl looked around where there were no settlements around.

"Do you like this place?" his tanya still clasped Sandara's shoulders, standing beside the helicopter.

"Ehem. I liked. What is this place? Similar inn to the tourists," asked Sandara turning towards the man whose body was taller than her.

Mr. White did not answer. He took Sandara down the hill and walked to the area of the blue roof house.

Sandara saw that the place was clean, comfortable and had several complete facilities even though from the outside it looked simple.

"Want to stay here with me for a while? I don't think we can go to Italy yet. My uncle and Red Ribbon are hunting us down" he said, surprising Sandara.

"I ... sought?" ask Sandara increasingly looking at him.

"Hem. But you remember, you're mine now, Sandara. You can't go home. You're not 13 Demon Heads anymore. You're a No Face member now. Accept your new life" he bowed and looked at Sandara with a smile. "We go there," he asked again who did not release his embrace on Sandara's shoulder.

Kai's only child looks depressed while walking side by side with Mr. Whites. He looked around where the locals were guarding around. Sandara closed her eyes for a moment looking depressed about this.

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