The Beautiful Twins of the Mafia

The Beautiful Twins of the Mafia
Chapters. 43



"So someone attacked me suddenly, to make my car hit the road barrier and destroyed" Markpun answered briefly the question from his subordinate Willy earlier, after he had finished sighing in relief, he said,he thought that they would hinder his run but it turned out that they were Willy's men.


He is indeed able to fight them with his little knife alone, but he will be overwhelmed and maybe his life will be in danger.Now with his subordinate Willy, Willy,he was relieved and also calm because there was a subordinate Willy who would help him.


'Mr Mark?' while Ellia, she was only able to sit dumbfounded and bewildered, because she had not had time or had not had the opportunity to interrupt their conversation which was increasingly heard but she was even more confused.


What else he had hoped that his subordinates Willy would drag this man named Mark away from him, but why did they even bow their respects to Mark,looks like this guy named Mark has the same prowess or standing as Willy.


"That's it, quickly catch him" came the sound of a strong shout that had stopped their conversation, not far from where they were standing.


"Well, boss" the men were seen rushing over, they didn't even notice the people around Mark because they were too eager to catch Mark right now.


"You take care of them, not until any of them have escaped" Mark ordered in his soft tone but still sounded firmly in the ears of his subordinates Willy,then he got into the car and sat there shutting the door.


"Alright, Master" replied his subordinate Willy with a bow of respect simultaneously.


"Young Miss, can Young Miss please take Mr. Mark to the hospital?" ask one of his subordinates Willy with a tone and face full of hope, because there are still problems that he and the others must deal with in a moment.


"But," Ellia had not yet expressed her objection sentence, the submissive immediately interrupted her quickly.


"Young Miss, Mr. Mark is a good person. And more importantly, Mr. Mark has been working with the Big Master for a long time" interrupted the man quickly, while watching the men with the face of the sangar who was getting closer, through the tail of his eyes.


While Mark, he did not care about the circumstances around him anymore, he had even started to pull the broken glass from his arm and forget the existence of the woman he had heard called Young Miss by his subordinates Willy earlier.


After all, he had to immediately deal with his wound first so that his blood did not come out more, even more so a little more he was indeed really relieved by the existence of his subordinate Willy, who was not there, they were truly an unexpected fortune to him.


"Young Miss, hurry up turn on the car and go to the hospital right now.Sorry, if I'm presumptuous, but Young Miss, now is not the time to explain what has happened.I hope, Young Miss can understand what I mean?" continued the man again, when he saw Ellia who was still silent with the confused face.


He was not worried about the whereabouts of these men, but he was only worried about Mr. Mark's condition because Mr. Mark's blood was clearly spilled on the streets around him at this time.


"Alright, I will wait for an explanation from you later" said Ellia with her tone and face upset while glancing at the group of sangar-faced men who were walking closer to them,then he immediately drove his car by turning around first and moderate speed.


Ellia continued to drive towards her Daddy's hospital while glancing at the rearview mirror of her car because suddenly there were several gunshots.


Then he began to look at the man behind him, who was not affected in the slightest by the sound of the shot and who was still busy removing the pieces of glass from his flesh one by one.


"Are you okay?" ellia asked with her worried tone and face as she looked at the man's face that looked even more pale,but he also felt surprised because the man did not look in pain while removing the broken glass.


"You think?" ask Mark back in his lazy tone while continuing to do what he was doing earlier.


"Of course, I don't think you're doing well" Ellia replied with a tone and an upset face back, as she heard Mark's answer which was a question back just now.


"Didn't you feel any pain, hm?" Ellia again asked in a confused tone, because Mark took out the glass fragments so casually and his calm face.


"Do you intend to try it, hm?" mark asked back in an upset tone without looking at Ellia in the slightest, she was almost the same as Willy because he did not like to talk much with any woman.


"Can't you just answer the question I've been asking?" ellia asked with her tone and face upset while glancing at her back, where Mark was still busy with his injuries.


"No" Mark answered briefly, thus succeeding in making Ellia become even more upset.


"Basar man does not know himself" said Ellia with a slow murmur and face grouching his regret, while continuing to focus in front of him.


If it wasn't Willy's subordinate who forced it earlier and also Mark's appearance was quite apprehensive in his opinion, he would have thrown Mark on the road earlier but unfortunately he didn't even have the slightest bit of courage like that.


While Mark, he continued to pluck until the last shard was finished, then he immediately tore a little cloth from the shirt he was wearing at this time, to show his muscular chest and also his sixpack stomach, which was also, the map prints are so perfect and do not look any fat there.


'Basically, did this man deliberately want to show off those hard muscles to me' Ellia's inner self with a pity as she looked at Mark's clearly visible front body,he even had to fan his face several times, to expel the heat that began to flow on his face because of the beautiful scenery that he rarely saw.


And while Mark, he seemed not to care about the tension felt by Ellia.He did not even have much time to pay attention to it all, he said,now he just thought to immediately stop the bleeding that had continuously flowed from his muscular arm.