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"His father?" Whisper Potka, whisper Potka,

Lamorna fell silent, watching someone in front of her who called her name,

"Marky! Marky's! Get me out of here, old man!" Back Lamorna cussing. He lost his patience. Lamorna smashed the chains that bound him to the bars.

"MARKY I'LL KILL YOU! EJECT ME!" His shouting.

"His father?" Potka who had been silent tried to call again Lamorna.

Back lamorna was silent with a hunting breath, "you remember me?" No response from Lamorna.

"Black Sea?" Lamorna glanced sharply at Potka. Potka got his attention.

"You remember the Black Sea?" Potka asked again,

"Who are you?" Hiss Lamorna, he stared sharply at Potka. Potka approached he saw the situation of the woman in front, very concerned.

"Potka, the elite force, the ap-place" Lamorna violently hit his head.

"AAAAAAaaaaaarrrk ..."

Tight curls sounded from the lips of the older-looking woman. Lamorna grabbed her disheveled hair.

"AAAaaaarrrkk ... "

"The lamorna? You why?" Potka squinted his eyes, he put his hand on the iron jeeuji, wanting to reach Lamorna.

Lamorna looked up, he quickly pulled Potka's hand until Potka was drawn to the bars.

With ears attached to the iron.

"Save yourself, the old man just used you!" Lamorna Slices.

Potka quickly broke free from Lamorna's wrangling which was now laughing loudly, his back nudging the iron bars that were behind him.

"Call the old man! Where's Marky! I want Marky! I'll kill him! I'll eat his heart! Huahahahahaa.," Again the cry of Lamorna.

Potka glanced, she heard a creeping approaching. Potka's looking for a place to hide. At the end of the hallway there is a dead end and empty.

Potka hid herself there. And he lost himself. "Heat Off!" His order. And quickly the device eliminated itself.

BRACKET!

"Why are you old grandma?" An approaching force hit Lamorna's iron bars. Making the old crisp body tremble with hands covering its ears.

He glanced at the troops. Lamorna curled up with a still stern look to the two sides. From behind came a step that followed the two troops.

"Are he again?" The voice that made the two troops stand up then bowed respectfully to the owner of the heavy voice.

Lamorna who remembered who the man was was walking quickly through the bars.

"Zale darling! Get me out of here" said Lamorna. He threw his hand towards Zale. The man with a large tall stature only wore a cloth on his waist.

Guapo Clan? Also the Trudy Clan why did they hold Lamorna? Thought Potka who had just peeked.

"Zale! Zale baby, they're keeping me here!" His gaze was fierce to the troops behind Zale. Zale brushed off Lamorna's hand.

"Zale get me out of here! They ... they're going to kill me!"

"They're gonna destroy us Zale! They want to take our Black Sea! Zale get me out, we're gonna take out the old man both"

"Then let me go, we kill the old man, then grab our Black Sea and sell the other Nocturnal assets" he whispered to Zale.

"What are you talking about, old grandma?"

"You're trying to seduce our chief, realize grandma!" The troops with the appearance of the pope who had been silent had a scathing comment on Lamorna.

"Look! Baby look at them cruel to me!"

Lamorna tried to grab Zale, but the rough edges of the papal army made Lamorna pull her hand and curl up and glance in annoyance. He held his arm that hurt from the edge earlier.

"Do it!" Zale's orders were taken by two of his troops.

The two men opened the iron bars.

"You are indeed my best lover, Zale, I know you're going to get me out" the cheerful Lamorna, the old lady, prepared herself out.

He combed his random hair with his hands. Tidy up clothes with lots of brownish patches. The door opens. With confidence Lamorna stepped closer to the door.

But quickly the two troops stuck Lamorna's body into a bed made of concrete.

"Let go, what are you doing!"

"Zale! Look at them not obeying your orders, let go! Hey, you guys, I'm your chairman's girlfriend!" Lamorna thrashed, troops with a large body supported him until Lamorna difficult to move.

"Grandma smells so bad!" Comment on that team.

And the other one came with a bag around his waist, he was preparing a syringe.

"What are you going to do! Release breng Seek! Let go of me bia dap! Zales! Zales!"

The man Lamorna had asked for help was just watching from outside. Lamorna continued to thrash, he hit what reached his hand. He knows what can be kicked.

Keep thrashing. Troops with bongsor bodies holding Lamorna's arms. And one of them has stuck the silk. Suppressing the injectable and the medicine in the sutikan enter Lamorna's body.

"What are you guys injecting? You want to kill me! You ... you guys .. breng seek! Kal ... " And the hand that had been snapping, and the beating began to droop, the old woman lost consciousness.

"Bring him in the lab!" Zale's orders. And left those two armies.

One took his shot, and one with a bulging body lightly lifted Lamorna like a rice sack.

Where the old woman was going, Potka peeked in her place.

Tbc.