The Fate of Love of a Misanris

31. Killer Pay

Alina lay down to close her eyes. A few minutes passed and his eyes were not sleepy. He went to bed and closed his eyes again. But also not sleepy.

Not giving up Alina sleeping on her stomach. He closed his eyes for a few minutes, but the result was the same.

With annoyance Alina got up from her bed. Sitting leaning against the head of the bed, his hands reached to turn on the sleeping lights.

The darkened room turned dimly yellow. Alina took her phone and surfed the internet. Unable to sleep, he decided to find information on English teachers in the city of Y.

The clock on the wall ticked, echoing in a quiet room. There was faintly heard the roar of one's breath. It's stable and quiet. Alina subconsciously turned to the one sleeping on the sofa.

His position was the same from the start, unchanged. His legs are stretched straight with both hands folded in front of his chest.

The room was cold because of the air conditioner, but the man was only in his thin pajamas without a blanket over his body. Alina was somehow moved down to pick up the blanket covering her.

But the steps stopped. What's he supposed to do it for? If it's cold, it's the man he's not.

Alina finally went to the door. Just as he opened, there was a sharp cold object pressing against his neck.

"Don't yell!"

Alina dumbfounded. Is there someone at the door of his room? Since all the lights were turned off he could not see the figure clearly. But the sharp object in his neck, without looking down he could guess what it was.

"You who?" Alina had never thought with some of the guards in this huge villa. There are still thieves who managed to get in.

"Hey.he..Miss doesn't need to ask" Alina felt someone's body temperature was very close to her. "you'd better just come with me, if you don't want to get hurt" And a warm breath caressed half of his face.

Raising her legs, Alina moved her kicking reflex.

Tubs! I don't know where the kick landed. Alina just shouted harshly.

"You bastard keep your distance from me"

It was a man. The voice was heavy and Alina did not doubt him anymore.

The man who had just gotten a kick, kept biting his lips refrained from screaming.

"Shhhh.."It turned out that it was very painful, close his legs he could not bear to not hiss pain.

This woman before him was precisely kicking in the private part of hers.

How brave!

"You fucking woman!" The man unceasingly pressed the knife in his hand against the woman's neck.

Alina felt the pressure of the sharp object on her neck, she grimaced. Keeping his composure, he set up an assault strategy. She was a teacher at a girls' school in the city of Z. He joined a martial arts class. Alina never practiced it.

But even if this is the first time. Alina hoped she could do well.

"What is this thing?" Alina touched the sharp object on her neck.

"Try moving!" Said the stranger.

"Then I won't hesitate to hurt your beautiful neck" the man approached Alina's body. His nose greedily went down the scent of hair until it almost reached the woman's neck. "Your scent is like a rose"

Alina's hands were clenched. With the two upper and lower molars pressing against each other, he suppressed the emotions.

Alina silently moved the tip of her elbow back which she believed would hit the man's stomach.

Buk up! Alina's goal turned out to be right. "Arghh.." The man slipped and screamed pain. The woman's elbow was very sharp and pierced her stomach hard.

Taking that chance, Alina pulled the sharp object in her hand forcefully. Until the sharp object accidentally pressed his palm until it bled.

"A bastard like you doesn't deserve to live" Get a knife in his hand. Alina could not hold it anymore. Turning his body to the side, he was originally piercing.

"Argh.." The man howled. The knife hit his right arm. "It's because you've dared to approach me"

"Arhg.." It landed right on his left arm. "It's because you've dared to threaten me"

Zayyad frowned, hearing a commotion. Opening his heavy pair of eyes. He heard the pain of someone outside his door.

He got off the couch and turned on the light switch. With the door open, that was when his eyes opened wide.

A woman was fighting with a man dressed in black and masked in white.

Buk up! A precise hard fist hit Alina's stomach.

The man finally managed to fight back. Throughout being an assassin, he had never gotten the slightest bit of injuries from a woman. This was his first time and destroyed his pride.

"You ******!" His fizz is angry. "I'll take you to hell"

Buk up! He managed to avoid the knife aimed at him. And took a nimble step to punch the woman's stomach again violently.

It was so loud that Alina spewed out a mouthful of blood.

"Gtat..." It was painful, but Alina laughed out loud. His narrowed eyes were like a bloodthirsty demon. "Take me to hell? Do it if you can"

Alina pressed the knife in her hand. With his bloodthirsty eyes narrowed, he aimed the blade right at the man's heart.

With a slightly brighter room. The man could see what the woman was doing and snorted. The woman was really targeting her heart.

Alina with a burning emotion, threw the knife right into the heart of the man.

It was so fast it almost pierced the man's heart. It was just that the man moved quickly avoiding her. The knife only injured his right shoulder.

"That's just your ability ******?"

"Don't talk to you!"

The smooth hand and the muscular hand both met with strength. Straightening her hand forward, Alina wanted to hit the man's neck.

The man nimbly lowered his neck down dodging. Not staying still, his legs moved quickly to break the woman's legs.

Alina felt a movement beneath her, reflexively raised her legs and she leaped beautifully into the air.

A few seconds later, he landed on the floor perfectly. Dropped a few strands of black hair on his face.

The man was dumbfounded! He would never have expected this woman before him to be so capable.

"With your ability, I seem reluctant to take you to hell. What if you were just my woman?"

Both of Alina's hands were clenched, her fingers digging so deep that her knuckles turned white. His face turned cold as ice. He did not say anything, but his killing intent grew even greater.

Dorr! Suddenly the sound of bullets released in the air.

The whole room became bright.

The bullet landed right in the heart of the masked man.

"She's my wife, don't dream of having her"

"Gts.." The man laughed loudly.

"Finally you show up now" The bullet did indeed hit the direction of his heart. But he would never earn the title of a famous hitman if it was that small a thing only he could not handle.

Zayyad who realized that, smiled coldly. "Well, you're full of preparation"

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