The Daughter Of Mafia Queen

Chapter 92: Himalayan Village

The piercing sharp eye gazes intimidated the young man who was presumptuously meeting his daughter. Despite not having a soul, the young man could not fight against the person who had given his affection without being asked. Who else if not Asfa.

"Queen's."

One name that came out of his lips sounded trembling. The gaze of the eyes that immediately lowered with a breath that hunted slowly. The young man's change of emotions was drastic, making Asfa let go of both of his hands. He had no intention of scaring the shadow hunter.

Seeing the unsafe situation. Asfa took the young man away from the campus. The woman walked cautiously, in every hallway trying to avoid the students passing by, not even one could see the shadow hunter. Fortunately, Vans arrived on time and escorted the campus through a special line.

On the north side it borders the campus garden. There are hidden footpaths that people rarely know, except the chosen ones. The road was only built a few months ago, so his wife still does not know. After exiting the campus area, it turns out a van was waiting for them.

The trip this time, took Asfa to a remote area with minimal population. However, the village will always support him. Whatever the case, all citizens must be ready to help and sacrifice themselves.

Two hours later. The van was entering a spacious courtyard with a right and left watermelon garden in front of a second-story house. Some residents who saw the arrival of the Queen whistled with each other. Sounds melodious full of rhythm.

"Ka, bring him in! I'll meet the citizens first." Firmly Asfa, then get out of the car.

Each command will be a final decision. Well, an absolute decision with no one daring to sue. Queen Asfa Luxifer's. A woman who spreads protection and compassion. The place that they are currently working is known as the Himalayan Village.

You know what the Himalayas are? The Himalayas is a mountain range in Asia, separating the Indian subcontinent from the Tibetan Plateau. Just like that, the residents of this village are a collection of people who accidentally, and deliberately saved by the Phoenix Mafia group.

Broadly speaking. Asfa built a village complete with infrastructure like other villages. However, the village became a prohibition place for foreigners. Anyone entering and exiting the territory that has a blue line from the monitoring center.

They've all been detected. In this village, everyone learns from two aspects of life. Education and martial arts. In order to achieve the goal, Asfa is willing to spend twenty percent of the profits of his own company.

The enemies knew Asfa as the cold-blooded Queen. However, supporters consider Asfa a savior. Look, in five minutes. All the citizens had gathered to fill the courtyard of their leader's house.

"Welcome, all beloved citizens." Asfa welcomed everyone without exception, "Today, we will add one family member. I hope you will help him change for the better."

Silent. No need for rejection. People just look at each other, some want to ask questions, but feel inappropriate. Some also feel not brave. Asfa knows, the citizens still respect him without being asked. Change happens slowly, not in the blink of an eye.

"His movement is as fast as the slash of the sword. His eyes stare deadly. His words were bitter like venomous poison. Beautiful face, brilliant brain. He's the Shadow Hunter."

Description of the character of the new residents expressed by Asfa froze the atmosphere. All of his faces suddenly turned pale. Don't ask why. They knew who the young man was, but why did he have to be returned again? For some time filled with calm.

Not anymore. Strange, when the eyes begin to shine a light of rejection. Why are their lips all still silenced. "Relaxed. Dominic will stay with you. Go home!"

Residents dispersed with lunglai footsteps. Fear, insecurity was clearly their problem at the moment. Even so, they were impossible to argue. Especially rejecting the leader's request. After all, a second life filled with happiness, is a form of Queen responsibility.

The departure of the citizens, made Asfa close his eyes. A moment to enjoy the breeze that spread the sweet aroma of the fruit. The aroma is always a refreshing mind. It's a relief to his mind. Slowly he recalled a series of past events that had occurred over the past few months.

All like a black and white roll film. One by one, until the target is found. Suddenly he felt a tiny hand pull his right hand. Slowly opening her eyelids greeted the innocent gaze of a little girl who was clasping her hands tightly.

"Beautiful aunt, can I have a watermelon?" asked the six-year-old little girl to continue looking at Asfa with a hopeful look.

As he remembered, in the Himalayan village there was no small one with an age of under ten years. Where did the girl come from? How to get past the detection sensors scattered around its territory. However, to be suspicious of a girl of that age. It doesn't make any sense.

"Son, you want a watermelon?" tanya Asfa made sure, making the girl immediately pointed at one of the watermelons in the middle and look prominent.

Usually the watermelon fruit is round or oval with various sizes, but the watermelon one, why not have a large line. Like an artificial watermelon. It feels strange, seeing things go wrong. Asfa flicked his fingers, making some of the men standing guard in front of the house run up to him.

"Check that watermelon!" he pointed at the watermelon in front of him, but when he turned to look down. The little boy has disappeared. "What's?!"