The Cute Girl of the Mafia

CHAPTER 16

A handsome teenage boy is bombarding opponents who are driving the road. No matter old or young, male or female as long as it is an enemy, then it will crush mercilessly. The formula of fear does not exist in the dictionary of his life.

The highlight of the eagle's eyes radiated anger, resentment, and pent-up emotions. There was only one desire left, butchering Pither Wilson, who had killed both of his parents.

Yeah, that teenage boy is none other than Arthur. Arthur Steven Anderson's. That's the name of his pride. The only son of the Anderson family has the same talent as Aisha from childhood. At the age of just 15 years, it is unusual to have been named the leader of a large mafia organization. Adolescents seem to be identical to the transition from children to adults. Usually they will play with friends outside, play games, ps, or other agendas when looking for identity like this.

But what can be done, that can replace the position of the chairman after the departure of the father is himself. Only the descendants of the Anderson family were entitled to occupy that highest position.

Dor's!

A pointed bullet came out of his beloved Desert Eagle Mark XIX pistol made by a US arms company. Sticking into the heart of an enemy trying to block a move. Who told the man to dare to tease the starving lion. This one lion is not hungry for meat, but he is hungry for the blood of the Pither which he considers the most vile man in the world.

He pulled the corner of his lips. A smile that looks more like a demon grin. Then gripped tightly on the collar of the shirt that the Esponder mafia wore.

"Hey! Tell me where the bastard Pither is! " Threaten Arthur intimidate.

The man was silent, worried about what to say. Where does he know where Pither is. The chairman was not solid it had been hiding first when he felt he was losing competitiveness.

"A - I don't know, really I'm telling the truth, the chairman has escaped first" he stuttered.

Arthur increasingly strengthens his hand grip, the teenager who is growing up has one of the typical habits, not easy to believe in a series of words without real evidence. For him, reality is everything. Thinking must use logic. He only believed in what the eyes of the head saw.

"I'll give you two options. First option, tell me the truth and I'll forgive you or second option you'll perish in my hand "The guy's getting more upset. Afraid that Arthur would actually realize his words. Why would a child like himself be able to act like this, his inner being in the heart.

"I really don't know. Truly, he had already fled first "It was resigned to the situation.

"Huh!! " He threw the body of the Esponder mafia that had been covered in blood to stagger to the ground.

The boy continued to step down the streets and alleys - the available passageways. Circulating the view trying to catch the figure of the adult man being targeted. Get in one room at a time. Nil, there's no one anywhere. There's only the Regdator and GE mafia in the middle of a fight with the Esponder and allied mafia.

Hmh! Where is that loser hiding?.

Upon arriving at a spacious room, Arthur was shocked by the sighting of a human before him.

"Pithers! " Murmurm Arthur. His hands were perfectly clenched. His chest rumbled, like a volcano that would spill hot lava. Anger to ubun - ubun. That man, that man had slaughtered the two most precious people in his life so tragically. So horrid. And he finished it before Arthur's own eyes.

"Hay snot boy! You lookingforme? " She said casually as she sucked the cigar in her left hand. His right hand holds his favorite beer. One leg is raised and rests on the other leg. He leaned his head against the back of the chair. Relaxed. Leha, like nothing important happened up ahead. Though his men and mafia are betting their lives.

"Civilized! Goddamnit! Come here I will kill you!! " Arthur's bluff is full of emotions. The glint of wrathful light in his eyeballs could be captured clearly by Pither.

"What's? I didn't hear wrong? " Lifting his hands to his ears.

"Well you're gonna smelly like you gonna finish me off? The dream! " Laughing sarcasm.

"A fool and a coward like you can only laugh and hide. You don't even have a little stamina to fight a boy like me. What losers! " Arthur's circus stuck a hole in Pither's chest. He's wrathful. The boy could have insulted a Pither Wilson.

"Bad! " Pull out the gun. And again there was a shootout. This time it was a bit different, adult men versus small children. Strangely enough, the boy managed to scratch Pither's shoulder. He also suffered a gunshot wound to his right arm.

"Look yesterday afternoon how dare you challenge me! "

Arthur is undaunted. He'll go up and fight Pither again. But just a step, his hand was blocked and pulled out of the room.

"Hey who are you! Release my hand! " Arthur tried to throw his hand. But the girl clasped tightly with her two small white hands. Take him as far as possible. Until they arrive at a narrow and cornered room in the headquarters. Aisha closes the door and invites Arthur to hide behind a pile of cardboard.

"Who are you! What are you doing, I have to go "Get out of there and leave Aisha. But again - again Aisha blocked the man's hand.

"Help here. " Take a P3K box that was found out of nowhere. Get antiseptic, cotton and red medicine. Aisha also treats a gunshot wound to Arthur's right arm. He did not know the boy beside him. But I don't know, it's like there's a bond that's pushing her instincts to help the kid.

"Who are you? " Task Arthur while grimacing withstanding the pain that creeps on the surface of his skin. Aisha mute.

"Aw! " Rintih Arthur's. "I asked who are you? How can a little girl like you be here? And why did you save me "Aisha's barrage of questions.

"Sstt... quiet!. If we talk slowly, how about we get caught later "Essified.

Boy but chatty, thought the girl.

"What's your name? " Arthur repeated his question when Aisha had finished wrapping the cloth around her arm. There was no bandage, so he tore a thin scarf wrapped beautifully around his neck to stop the bleeding.

Beautiful manic they sat with each other. Observe each other without blinking a second. Even their faces were very close. Aisha soon awakens from her daydream.

"Jawab my question! " Ketus, cold.

"My name is A_ "It pauses the sentence. His father's speech turned round on his head.

Remember Sha, don't trust strangers. They could have fooled you, because you were still naive and innocent. So, don't tell the real identity to people you don't know. The promise?.

Yes father... Aisha promise.

"Why silence? " Judging from the look in her eyes, she seemed to be hiding something.

"Ah no, my name is _" You are now daddy's daughter. So, daddy's gonna give you El's name. El Taylor, that's Aisha's second name. El is taken from your middle name, Eldara. Understand sweetheart?

"El, Yes El. My name is El Taylor "Try to smile warmly. Although he felt a little strange with a cold and gripping look from Arthur's eyes.

"Who are you? " hereinafter. For a moment he glanced at Arthur's left hand with the Deagle pistol. Yes, Aisha knew the name of the gun because her sister collected many weapons.

Arthur smiled mockingly. Then she rubbed her hair with her hands

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