The Conqueror Who Conquered

Rescue (Last)

Wiley pulled up a chair, she sat in front of Henry whose face was already covered in blood. The man's breath gasped as he watched Wiley sit down and light a cigarette casually in front of him.

"For a mafia like you, you look very weak. Your defense..." Wiley shook her head. "Even my daughter can take it down."

"You are deeply tarnishing the image of a Brigadier." Further again. Wiley leaned in with her lips flanking a cigarette.

"You want me to kill you, or you'll be tortured first. Don't ask for jail because my target isn't to get you there."

Henry's body began to shake. On his forehead were also tiny points of sweat. However, he was afraid when he heard Wiley's words, because today was his last day of life.

While in another corner, Hugo begins to observe the object attached to Marry. The woman had been silent since then with a frightened face.

"Hugo, Jonatahan, go. It's only been 20 minutes. Don't let you guys die because of me."

"What did you say? We're gonna put out this bomb. Don't be afraid." Sahut Jonatahan who took notice of the bomb cables.

Hugo is serious. He could not be spoken to when he was looking at the cable flow so as not to be wrong. Especially regarding the life of the future mother-in-law. Danger if it explodes at the wrong time.

"Mom, does it hurt?" Hugo points to a bruised wound on Marry's temple.

"No." Mary wiped her tears.

"Mother looks a lot like Richi, yeah." Hugo laughed a little. His hands began to cut the wires.

"Heh. It must be similar, his name is also a child." Jonathan Sewot.

"As for feelings, mom and Richi are similar." He said with a smile considering Little Richi. His eyes looked towards Richi who was still busy with his captives.

"Richi does look fierce and fierce. In fact, his heart was easily touched. He used to be used by others for his kindness, until he was hurt and did not want to know anymore about other people's business." Evidently.

"Mom was so carried away by feelings. It looks like Richi used to. Now the girl's starting to control it." Call Marry again.

Hugo glanced at Wiley, who was also handling Henry.

"General is great too. I should have chosen him over my father." Hugo held back a laugh with his own words.

"If that..." Marry's eyes now turned to her husband. The dashing figure in Marry's eyes, the man who was able to hypnotize him long ago. Sometimes warm, sometimes humorous. But the original is pretty awful.

"He's the nicest man I've ever met."

Hugo nodded slowly. She could see Marry's gaze on her husband so deeply.

"Ah, I didn't mean to say your father wasn't good, it's just.."

"I understand, ma'am." Hugo replied directly, even though he did not know what he understood. He said that so that Marry wouldn't be awkward with him.

"After all, if you marry my father, does that mean that Richi and I will be sisters? I obviously don't want that to happen."

Marry laughed. "You love my son so much?" Marry asked, looking into Hugo's eyes.

The man returned Marry's gaze sincerely. "Very, Mom." Answer with a small nod.

Marry touched Hugo's cheek. "Richi has never been in love except with you, Hugo. The first day when she realized her feelings, she was crying in her room. I don't want to charge you anything. But, try to calm his heart."

Hugo smiled and nodded. She understands why Marry asks her to calm Richi down, as the girl has a hard-to-compromise inner emotion similar to Wiley and Ricky. If the emotion is burning, then there is no place to breathe for the enemy.

While Richi, after firing bullets on both knees Albern, he was not satisfied.

Albern really couldn't stand up. She cries as she continues to beg Richi for forgiveness.

Richi pointed a gun at Albern's head. The man was already pale and trembling, with blood continuing to flow from both knees.

"I-fuck..."

Richi's voice, somehow feels terrible to sound.

"I can still tell you at that time. But since you dragged my mom, it means your life is what you're risking."

Albern could not speak anymore. She was crying because her life was over.

Ricky touched his sister's shoulder. "Let this be my business. You meet mom. I know, your body must be very tired."

Richi kept staring at Albern. He was eager to fill that person directly. But true said Ricky, his body is already difficult to stand upright. His head still feels dizzy and throbbing at the temple.

Richi dropped his gun. Now he let Ricky drag the collar of Albern's shirt with just one hand. As long as Albern was dragged, so long as it was the blood that gave his mark.

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"You'll get your karma."

Wiley frowned, a second later he put out his cigarette on Henry's thigh, making the man harden his jaw to endure the pain.

"You speak as if you were the one who was intimidated and tortured by criminals."

Wiley stood up, she raised her leg right in Henry's face. "Before my karma comes, accept your karma."

BRACKET! Henry fell down as Wiley pushed his face with his right foot.

Henry grimaced with the weight of Wiley's legs which now stepped on his right cheek.

"You are inferior to animals. Take a chance in the slump of abandoned children on the street and make them mob slaves. Allowing all illegal goods and jobs by asking for their percentages. You kill a lot and threaten innocent people. Your treatment is really tearing down the state man."

Henry instead laughed in the middle of his head that hurt with the pressure of Wiley's legs.

"You.. You think.. You do clean things? Huh?.." Henry laughed softly. "There is no official in this country who is honest. Including you."

"I know you're the same as me." Henry paused his speech as he felt Wiley's legs getting heavier.

"Dirty people always feel like everyone else. Heh. I'd rather die than do something similar to you."

"Is it because of your clean life, you can have a beautiful wife?"

"You can't keep your tongue anymore." The hard kick Wiley gave Henry's face was exactly like a punt. The kick immediately made Henry's face bleed instantly.

Henry tried to get up while smiling cynically. For what reason would he plead if in the end he too would die, he thought.

"Why? You don't like your wife being praised by others? I almost raped her. Before I die, at least I want to feel"

Again, a hard kick was right in his jaw until Henry's head fell and was hit to the floor.

Not giving a pause, Wiley raised Henry's body with one hand, and another hand smashed into Henry's already blood-soaked face.

Henry sprawled. He did not move on the floor with extremely thick blood coming out of his mouth.

"I know you're not dead. Standing." Said Wiley, but there's no answer from below.

"Ah, I think I want to kill you soon." Wiley raised his hand, making Simon immediately run towards him and sat Henry in the chair there.

The man was sitting with an unkempt face. He grinned with teeth full of blood. "You-you.."

BRUK! One more hard hit in Henry's stomach, making the man fall forward because it is not strong to withstand the pain and burden himself.

Ricky came by slamming Albern's body right next to Henry's.

"Don't forget your son. Go to hell both, much better."