THE 4 YOUNG MOBSTERS S2

Mr. Smoke*

They speak in English. Non-baku mixed Indonesian. Translation.

Fourth week of February.

THE CZECH!

"Mrs. Smoke, "call one of the soldiers as he opens the door to the mercenary leader's den that holds Jonathan and his team. Instantly, the old man's eyes sharpened staring at his men who were careless for calling his name. "Sorry, sir," he said nervously.

Two beautiful women assistant BinBin deliver lunch for him to the workspace of the man who allegedly named Mr. Smoke, though they're sure it's a pseudonym. The door was closed by an officer from outside.

Seen, the man uses Eiji's translator earphones in one of his ears that he snatched from Clack.

Now, the man can know all kinds of speech in different languages. Mr. Smoke sat down with a cigar flanked at the corner of her lips without igniting the coals.

"Jal*ng. You must have been paid a lot by BinBin to satisfy him," the man in the military uniform said after seeing the footage from a CCTV camera where Jonathan and his team were locked up while burning the tip of a cigar with a gas match.

"At least, BinBin knows how to treat women well, unlike you. Look what you did to Sierra. Where there is a woman who wants to be a lover, let alone marry you," replied Love annoyed and put the tray of food in a huff at the man's desk.

"I'm married and have children too" he replied.

"Oh, let us guess. Must be divorced, right? Otherwise, why are you always in this place instead of hanging out with your family at home? You must have been dumped by them because of your inability to be the head of the family" Dinda quipped.

BRAKK!

The two beautiful assistants of BinBin were startled and immediately stepped back together as the man kicked his desk.

The man placed his still-lit cigar on the ashtray on the workbench. He stood with a fierce face staring at the two sharply.

"You can guess, right? That's grand. Yes, I'm divorced. My wife cheated on me and my son hates me. All because of you, you fucking mafia! I worked from morning until I met the sun again and ignored my family! You guys ruined my life!" the man shouted riled.

Dinda and Love glanced at each other. Both of them stood up straight and showed their charm.

"If your wife really loves you, she should be able to accept your difficult circumstances by fighting together. As we did with BinBin," said Cinta as she leaned on her large breasts and left her waist.

The man's eyes narrowed.

"Your son hates you, surely because your wife composes it. Huh, that's very classic. Compare our lives to those of the mafia. We both know that we're just assistants and BinBin women, but we feel comfortable living with him because BinBin treats us well, unlike you who are always angry, yelling and ruining things," connect Dinda while waving her long hair and smell the fragrance of the perfume she wears.

The man stood silently staring at the two beautiful women in front of him intently who were wearing scanty clothes like intentional.

"Is .... Your ex-wife capable of satisfying you until you're helpless?" tanya Cinta as she approached with a pitch.

"We're not hypocrites. We both love to make love. Since you have BinBin, we can't vent passion. How're you? Want polished? You must feel our greatness," continued Dinda walked closer and now, the two beautiful women have flanked Mr. Smokes.

"I don't play with prostitution*r," he pointedly stared at the two beautiful women in turn.

"You know what, sir? A man who likes to be angry, because he does not feel satisfaction with his partner, especially in the affairs of lovemaking. You, waste the rest of your life by letting yours rust," said Dinda whose hand has now spread to the part of the long flesh that is still wrapped in a trouser cloth by massaging it strongly.

The man glanced at Dinda sharply, but the beautiful girl smiled instead.

"You don't have a partner anymore. No need to sell expensive. I know you must have taken pains to hold back your passion. However, if you really refuse our offer, yes. This opportunity only happens once. Because after that, we'll go back to BinBin" said Love, whose hands were busy pinching the man's ass.

The man stood still showing a cold face. Dinda and Love glanced at each other. The two eventually drifted away and left a sharp glare at Mr. Smoke walked towards the exit with a pitch.

However, suddenly, "Ah!" exclaimed Dinda surprised as her body was pulled back and embraced by the man.

Love was stunned when he saw his friend was greedily admired at the nape of his neck. Dinda glanced at Cinta, and the beautiful girl walked closer to the table as Mr. Smoke is venting his passion.

Dinda deliberately let out a moaning sound of pleasure when touched so that the gestures of Love are illegible. Love is massaging Mr.'s shoulders. Smoke from behind with left hand.

But his right hand, swiftly took a bottle the size of a pinky from inside his bra. He then poured the liquid into the base of the work chair and the file on the table quickly.

"Oh! You must be jealous, right? Come here, honey," said Mr. Smoke as Love hugs her from behind and touches her.

Dinda swiftly turned her body and sat on the table while removing her shoes. The man is busy kissing Love and turning his back on Dinda.

Immediately, Dinda took action. The woman took two bottles that she had tucked inside her shoes. Dinda splashed the window blinds and wooden furniture with the same liquid and returned to the man.

Apparently, the body of the old man was quite exciting because it had dense body muscles even though his age was no longer young.

Love drives Mr. Smoke on the couch and break it down. Love climbed the hip of a man who already has gray hair while doing seductive movements. He took off his two shoes slowly while showing his sensual face. Mr. Smoke terlen.

Dinda took advantage of that. He sits beside Mr.'s head. Smoke takes Love's shoes secretly. Love has prepared the cloth that he chopped at the end of the shoe.

Back, the piece of cloth Dinda poured with liquid from the bottle that BinBin slipped in the bra as they delivered lunch every day. The bottles were collected quite a lot and it was time for retaliation.

Dinda and Cinta are used as kitchen workers to cook, deliver food and clean the room despite the strict supervision of the guards, still have a gap to prepare the equipment to be free from places they do not know.

Every day, Dinda and Cinta provide information to BinBin behind their pants about the plan that has been passed. They wrote it down in tissue folds drawn with angus from cooking utensils.

BinBin collected all the sheets that came to him every day and arranged them under the car. He attached the tissues under the frame of the car with plaster.

Others, however, mask his movements by pretending to do difficult work around BinBin working, including Jonathan.

Dinda and Cinta not only provided a plan, but details included the number of soldiers on guard, where Sierra was held captive, the number of civil servants, and the vehicles parked in the basement.

DOC! DOC!

Tap BinBin under the car giving the code. Quickly, Hadi went under the hood pretending to bring the ring keys for him.

"We are ready" he said confidently and Hadi nodded steadily.

Hadi did a double blink of an eye to the people staring at him from where they worked. Jonathan and the others reply with a one-time blink of an eye a sign of being ready.

Jonathan took an engine oil bottle and poured it into several cars ready to be presented to Mr. Smoke tomorrow.

Click and Clack does as Jonathan did before by loosening the oil drain bolt. Three cars are ready to be used as a shield to escape the cursed place.

Mr. Smoke was successfully satisfied by Love in just one round. The man fell limp and Cinta chuckled because it managed to paralyze a man who was known to be fierce while on duty.

"Hows it? I can do it again if you want, Mr" Love whispered as she kissed the man's neck.

"Huh .. is enough for today. Youre right. I've never been this big. You are great," he said with his eyes closed.

Love does the affectionate caresses on the man's body while pressing firmly on his arms with both hands.

Mr. Smoke smiles because Love still wants to ask her to make love again. Secretly, Love glanced at Dinda who stepped closer with a sharp look of eyes towards Mr. Smoke on the couch without clothes.

Instantly, "Emph!" his moan was shocked when Dinda put a wad of cloth into his mouth.

THE DUAKKK!!

"Errh!" his groan was again when Cinta hit him on the head with his shoes on his head with his body still above Mr.'s hip. Smokes.

"Dinda, hurry!" yelled Love who kept hitting the man's face with his shoes blindly as he moved.

Dinda splashed Mr. Smoke with liquid from a bottle he slipped on the inside end of his shoe. Love quickly away looks panicked while wearing shoes.

THE TECH! WHOA!

"HERRGHHH!!" mr Erang. Smoke with a stifled voice.

Dinda lit Mr.'s gas match. Smoke that he got on the desk. The sister of the late Bunga threw the object into his body that had been exposed to gasoline liquid.

Love was swiftly dressed to make room as Dinda burned the whole room with the liquid they had poured into several corners. Practically, the room burned violently instantly.

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