The Cruel Young Master

Eps 40 Crazy Girls!

"Arghhh 5h1t, ARE YOU CRAZY!"

The young master touched his arm which kept bleeding. "Sorry sir, I thought someone was trying to get in"

"ENOUGH! STOP OCEANMU!"

The young master left Alisya just like that and entered the room. Alisya also followed the young master. "Surely my master was unintentionally. I was afraid that bad guys would come in. Really master I really didn't accidentally." Alisya tried to convince the young master that he had indeed accidentally hit him.

The young master did not listen to all the words that came out of Alisya's mouth and took out a P3K box to treat his own injuries. "Master believe me I'm not lying. I really have no intention of hurting you, sir. I'm sorry for my mistake, sir."

Alisya pulled the back of the young master's shirt so that he would not silence her like this. He repeatedly did so so that the young master looked at him. The annoyed young master turned his body around.

"UNHAND OFF!"

The young master brushed aside Alisya's hands and sat down on the edge of the mattress while folding his sleeves up. "Sir, please forgive me. Let me treat your wounds as my apology" Alisya said.

"Sir please, I was completely unintentional. I could swear. I'm sorry sir. Please forgive me." Alisya constantly uttered her apology while bowing down regretting her actions.

The young master saw guilt in Alisya's eyes. Actually this was not entirely the fault of Alisya but also his order to remain vigilant. He was just a little angry at the girl in front of him for hitting him so recklessly that he touched her wound.

The young master gave the P3K medicine box the way Alisya wanted. The two eyes that had previously felt guilty were a little sparkling with pleasure.

"WAIT FOR WHAT ELSE!"

Alisya took a cotton swab to clean the blood marks on the young master's arm. Then apply the red medicine slowly while blowing the wound. The young master observed Alisya painstakingly treating his arm.

"Does this not hurt, sir?" alisya asked as she stole a glance but did not find any pain on the young master's face.

"Who doesn't hurt, I'm holding back the pain. It hurts even more because you didn't really treat it."

Lies. It didn't even hurt too much when Alisya treated it. But his stubborn attitude did not want to admit it. Alisya heard the reproach spontaneously suppressing the young master's wound.

"YOU! Do you intend to provoke my anger HAH!" Alisya seemed to cover her ears by continuing to bandage the young master's arm until it was finished.

Crazy girl! I want to hit him!

The young master took out the scissors from the P3K box and played them in his fingers. But suddenly the young master pointed it right in front of Alisya's face. If only it was exposed to know what would happen in the future. Alisya closed her eyes tightly while holding her breath.

The young master smiled at a glance at Alisya in such fear. How can you not be afraid if in the position of Alisya? Just be right!

The young master pushed his brow using his index finger. "Open your eyes, what are you afraid of?" the young master stood up from his place while laughing at Alisya.

"Based on a stupid girl!" The chuckling young master could not help but laugh. He felt Alisya became his mood booster this time.

The one who is getting brave for me.

Alisya closed the P3K box loudly as if telling the young master that she was upset with him. Scissors are not just toys.

What if the scissors slipped out of his grasp? What would happen to him if the scissors hit his face? Alisya shuddered in horror even though she just imagined it.

.

.

.

They are both at the dining table. Enjoy the food to fill an empty stomach. After he finished eating, the young master looked at the clock on his wrist.

"The physiotherapist will be here soon."

Yesterday Louis had an appointment with his acquaintance's physiotherapy doctor in order to cure Alisya of his paralysis. Alisya simply nodded in return from the young master's remark.

"Be prepared!" The young master cleans the dining table and washes the dishes of their former meal.

Alisya. Actually he was a little anxious in his heart. Fear if the paralysis is not temporary paralysis but is permanent or lifelong. Alisya tried to throw away the negative thoughts but still appeared even though they were unwanted.

The apartment bell rings. The young master opened the door and let the doctor sit in the living room. Alisya approached the young master.

"Good day, is this true with Mr Lucas and Miss Alisya?" ask the physiotherapist.

"Yes, right."

"Well, introduce me to Fely the physiotherapy doctor who will be responsible for the treatment of Miss Alisya."

"Hm, do your best to get him well soon."

"I'll do it, sir."

The young master looked at Alisya next to him. "Don't think about anything and just focus on your treatment. I'll go and come back for dinner tonight."

.

.

.

Now the young master was already in front of his headquarters. There were many members standing guard at each corner of the headquarters. Everyone lowered their heads in respect of the young master who stepped into the headquarters.

The young master looked at every point of the headquarters. Several people were injured in the shooting.

"As you can see, not a few of our members have sustained injuries. I don't know who did this yet. But when I went through it they were just from a small organization that wasn't even anything" Billy explained.

The young master and Billy were sitting on the sofa of a special place within the headquarters. "They just fished us out." The young master took a cigarette at his front desk. He pinched the cigarette on his lips. Then, they make a match until they burn the end of the cigarette that they take.

"There must be a big organization supporting it. There's no way they're moving around on their own and getting such illegal weaponry other than the mafia group."

Young master blowing cigarette smoke up. "We will attack if the time is right and they will come out by themselves when we remain silent without a fight."

The young master raised both of his legs on the table while leaning his body. His eyes were closed as he took a slow sip of his cigarette.

"Luc, were you attacked?"

"Wounds?"

"Don't ask again. I'm here to do important work!" The young master went to the computer at the end of the room. Billy followed her and just watched her.

"Gather our members in an hour." The young master looked at the computer screen while enjoying his cigarette.

Tak

Tak

Tak

The loud keyboard sound is an attempt to hack the data of hospital patients in each area to find someone who is still dealing with it.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Someone I want to kill!"

An hour passed so quickly. All the Devil Skull members had gathered in the same room. Billy was already standing at the front and facing his members. The young master came with some papers in his hands. At that time all simultaneously bowed reverently to the head of their organization.

"You're gathered here to look for someone's whereabouts!" The young master showed me the paper he was carrying. There are some pictures of someone's face on the paper.

"Half of you will be in charge of guarding the headquarters and the other half will be looking for these ten men. I'll give you until tonight. Time is available quite a lot and surely you can get these people ahead of the deadline. Don't be late for a second if it happens you know for yourself what punishment I will give you later. UNDERSTAND ALL!"

"UNDERSTAND SIR!"

One of the representatives of them came forward to take a picture of the face they were going to look for.

"Now you can disperse each one!"

Before disbanding, they bowed to resign from the presence of the two important people in their organization.

"Night is probably around 6 o'clock"

"I'm done if I'm one second late"

"May these people be easy to find"

And there are many more expressions of their feelings that cannot be expressed directly. They are ready to accept any consequences that will happen to his life. This is their job, failing means dying.

.

.

.

A few hours passed, the twilight ray had changed into the pitch of the night. Everyone had gathered in the favorite room for the young master. Dave had also returned from the aunt's courtyard. Now the three of them had gathered in front of the nine people the young master was looking for.

"Isn't what you're looking for 10 people?"

The young master smiled smirk as his men only managed to bring 9 out of 10 people. "We just wait," replied the young master and turned his back to them. Billy saw the clock in his hand estimating their time was too late. Then came the members in haste.

"Sorry sir, forgive me. I was late to bring him here, "he regretted. Those who had just arrived immediately broke out in cold sweat thinking about how unfortunate their fate would be. The death penalty or living with heavy injuries they will receive in a moment.

The young master flipped his body. No face as usual. His eyes sharpened as if intimidating everyone. The look in his eyes was what his subordinates and enemies feared.

The eyes and mouths of the ten captives were closed so that they could neither see nor speak. They were told to sit in a chair that had been prepared. The young master observed the scars on their legs starting at the very end.

"Bring everyone out except these 2 guys!" ask the young master. Billy and Dave observe his best friend from afar. They do not want to interfere with their best friend's problems. But if they are told to 'help him' they will be ready immediately.

"Open their mouths!" his orders.

"Do you not want to explain about the wound on your leg?" ask the young master to the two people in front of him. The young master awaited their explanation.

"Who are you and what do you want?" said one of them younger.

"I just want to find the wrong one among you. Then answer my question so that I release one of you innocent"

"There's no way I'm, it's definitely him you're looking for."

"What are you talking about!"

"Master, this wound I got during a brawl between motorbikes. You know such a brawl must have carried a sharp weapon and happened to injure my leg. You could have searched the information a few days ago on the internet" he added.

The young master looked at the man next to the young man who had just explained the chronology of his cut. He seems confused himself. Although his eyes were closed but clearly printed his facial wrinkles that looked agitated.

"Can you guarantee what you say?"

"If I'm lying you can beat me as much as you!"

"Luc, he's telling the truth." Billy showed me his phone screen. It contains news about the brawl a few days ago.

"Bring him away also contributes to him for having courage and decisiveness in speaking!"

"OK I'll take care of it" Billy said.

The young master headed to the exit of the room that was like hell to his enemy.

"Luc, where?" dave asked when his best friend left suddenly.

"Apartment, I'll be here again after dinner." Dave sighed harshly.

What other methods will you use this time Luc. Inner Dave while looking at the person to be executed later.

..._____Late End_____...

...☠️☠️☠️...