The Hot Mother and Nine Gangsters

It's a Fatiguing Day

"...." - ".Chelsea are out of words. It felt like he was refuting the orders given by Ivan. Although he was aware that it was his responsibility to be a bodyguard and protect, but the current enemy seemed so difficult to deal with.

10, 20, 30, maybe even 40 people. And all of them were already surrounded with each of the weapons in their hands. Think Chelsea, if he goes down unprepared is not his name the same as suicide. Moreover, at this time Chelsea only carry a gun with a limited number of bullets, other tools he left in his car that is still parked in the city park.

"Well, I'll go down and face them" said Chelsea who then immediately got out of the car.

This is my job, it is my responsibility to face this. Although it will be difficult, but I must not die, I must keep my promise to Leon! I have to take good care of myself and take care of Liana! Now the number of bullets I have is limited, only I can use when urgent and to save then I must not miss when I shoot. This time I will rely on the daggers I carry, and if the opportunity arises then I just grab their weapons.

Chelsea stood undaunted, her two eyes meticulously observing the surroundings. Pay attention to any enemy movements that can move at any time and attack it.

"Get down! Finish that woman!" shouted one of the crowd who might just be their leader.

Instantly all the thugs moved forward as soon as ordered. They all took up their batting guns as if they were ready to teach Chelsea to the point of being out of shape.

CRASS ...

Chelsea swung her dagger cunningly, striking every vital point at everyone who tried to approach her. The crowd he first encountered was a mob that had descended from a stalking car. This is a close-range fight with many enemies, as much as possible Chelsea try to save stamina.

He did not make any unnecessary moves, any enemies that had been within his reach were instantly completed in one strike. No matter using punches, kicks or dagger. As long as they fall, Chelsea are ready to use all means.

"What are you all doing?! She's just a woman! Quickly finish him!" shouted a man who gave a warning at the beginning.

"YAHHHH!" Everyone was screaming, after being yelled at they had a greater desire to kill Chelsea.

And the higher level enemies began to show their abilities. They attacked using some technique, not blindly as before. Until one of them managed to lift a fist and hit the arm of Chelsea.

TRANG ...

"Damn," said Chelsea when the dagger in his hand crashed and fell in a place far enough for him to reach.

The loss of the dagger from the hand made Chelsea start to be cornered. He finally caught and twisted the hand of one of the enemies to snatch the batter from his hand.

MAAM! BUGH!

Chelsea swung the iron bat with both hands, every blow he aimed at the vital point of the enemies. Due to the weight and size of the blunt weapon, the movement is now not as rapid and rapid as before. However, the bright side of the range he could get was even further than before.

"Hahh .. haahh ...." Chelsea began to feel tired, his stamina began to decline. Because he had not eaten and had been around in the mall since, both of those things made him fight in a condition that was not prime. This is a new lesson for Chelsea to be more careful, next time the enemy can attack him whether he is in top condition or not.

"Damn, they are like endless," murmured Chelsea who then immediately tightened the hand grip on the iron stick. Swinging with all his might and hoping that the enemy would fall in one strike. The sooner they fall the better, the fewer enemies left that Chelsea have to settle.

"Dead you!" chelsea shouted while hitting the head of an enemy in front of him. He tried to dodge, but Chelsea's hand swings faster and the baton landed right on his head.

BRUGH ...

The man fell, his head leaked and blood poured out. Chelsea's breath was wheezing, for a moment he felt strange because it suddenly became quiet. Why is no one trying to attack him anymore? Even though he was sure very well if he just cleaned up there was no half of it.

He was curious and turned around, his two eyeballs instantly rounded when he realized that the rest of the besieging enemies had been cleared by Ivan alone.

"Division Head ...?" chelsea muttered with a question mark full expression. He was confused by the circumstances he was currently seeing.

What is this ...? Isn't that a fight called noisy and bloody? But, this is deserted ... very quiet and clean. I didn't realize when he got out of the car and helped me attack these guys. Even the person he had made fall down was much more than me.

At first glance, he looks like a man who just likes to play. I didn't think he would be this strong. It seems that his position as a family is indeed not worth doubting. And it was possible that the other Families were as good as him, or even more powerful than him. From now on I need to be more careful and vigilant of everything.

God, it seems like I have underestimated this organization again. He just needs a bodyguard, he doesn't need me at all for escort duty, maybe my job is just as his playmate.

"...." - ".Ivan spoke a thousand languages while looking at Chelsea with cold eyes. He then stepped closer towards her. Just two steps away from Chelsea, he suddenly said, "Are you tired?"

"No, I'm ready to take the next order from the Division Head!" chelsea answered with respect. And again he lied, of course he would not confess even though he was actually very tired. He did not want his performance to be considered bad on the first day of duty in Division 3.

"Goodoo. Then make sure that all this junk is dead. I don't want you to leave one alive, just in case some of them report to their superiors, or even ask their other friends for help."

"But Division Head, emm ... it's not my intention to disobey. However, their numbers are very large, fearing that I can not clear the evidence," explained Chelsea.

"Oh, about that you don't have to be dizzy. Just let it stay like this. In my car is an EMP, I activated it. So you're free to do as you please. When it's done quickly back, I wait in the car," said Ivan who then immediately passed and entered the luxury car again.

So now, all street-mounted surveillance cameras, cell phones or even other means of communication belonging to the enemy will not be able to function. It is clear that the incident of the fight, which was originally an ambush, has now turned into a massacre carried out by two people, leaving no evidence at all.

"Huft ..." Chelsea set her breath. He then dropped the iron stick that had been covered in blood. Before he took the job from Ivan, he went to the side of the road to pick up his dagger that had crashed earlier.

Although forced, Chelsea had no choice but to obey Ivan's orders. He checked the breathing and pulse of every enemy that was sprawled, if they were really dead then Chelsea would not have to do anything more. And if any of them are still breathing or just fainting, then with a heavy heart Chelsea immediately finish them with a sharp dagger.

A little while later Chelsea had finished their duties. He kept his dagger back, and it was fortunate that he did not need to use a firearm which was risky enough if his voice was heard and attracted the attention of an uninterested person.

Before he got into the car, do not forget also he pulled the cars of the enemies who confronted. He also dragged the bodies of the victims to the side of the road, Chelsea not so hearty if they have to run over them so that later the car can pass.

"I'm done" Chelsea said as she entered the car.

"Wear this!" pinta Ivan while giving a bottle of lemon-scented hand sanitizer spray to Chelsea.

"B-well," Chelsea received the hand sanitizer and immediately sprayed the fresh lemon-scented liquid on both palms.

Gosh, I can't say anything more to express how strange this Division 3 Chief is. He skillfully killed people quickly and without mercy. However, he did not like the smell of blood stuck to my hand.

"Here, I give it back." Chelsea returned a bottle of the hand sanitizer to Ivan. And Ivan immediately put it in his pants pocket well. It was as if that thing was indeed very precious to him.

Huh, this is something that is very precious to me! It's a gift from the little boss, he gave it to me when he met me at the bakery. I forgot to wash my hands, and then he innocently gave this thing to me. Ahh .. I was so happy then. But the chairman said that the little boss is now sick with a fever, haiss.

It's a characteristic for every family if they all have an excessive obsession with their little boss. Simple items that seem cheap and trivial, if it is a gift from a small boss then it means that the object is invaluable. As if a treasure, they were even willing to scramble with each other to obtain those items.

"Come back to the park!" exclaim Ivan.

"Well," replied Chelsea who immediately stepped on the gas and drove as fast as possible to pass through this dark and bloody road.

About 10 minutes later Chelsea and Ivan had arrived at the city park. Chelsea understand that his job for today is done. He wanted to quickly get out of the car because he was fed up with the strange Ivan.

However, just before Chelsea got out of the car, Ivan suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute!"

"Yes, Division Head? Is there any duty for me anymore?" chelsea asked with a forced smile. He was tired, fed up and even if he could want to punch Ivan in the face. Today was the most exhausting day during Chelsea joining the organisation.

"There are no assignments, but I just want to say that today I'm quite satisfied with your work. We'll meet again tomorrow! And I have something for you as a gift!" Ivan then lowered his head, retrieving a medium-sized box he had hidden below.

"Here, open it up!" pinta Ivan with enthusiastic eyes.

"Emm .. fine," Chelsea replied doubtfully. He hesitated thinking that Ivan would prank himself with something shocking, a disgusting object or something else.

And as soon as Chelsea opened the box, he was a little surprised because the contents were something normal. It turned out that Ivan gave him a gift of a gun that looked a little different than usual. "Thank you Division Head, I will accept this gift with pleasure."

"Hehe, good if you like it! But this is not just a gun! This is a silent gun! This means that this gun is not noisy like a gun in general when shooting. This is one of the types of weapons I am developing! Keep it well, yes!"

"Ah, this is a special gun. Again I thank you. And I'll definitely keep it well."

It's really amazing, I think the Cyber Division only deals with the sale of some sophisticated objects. But I didn't expect the Division Head to have the expertise to develop things like this. Actually where does the chairman pick up people like this? He was a genius who could gather such useful people and even control them all.

Chelsea got out of the car immediately to make sure Ivan didn't stop him again. And sure enough, once Chelsea went down, Ivan immediately stepped on the gas and left dust and smoke for Chelsea. As for Chelsea, at this time he is too tired to feel annoyed or berating the actions of Ivan just now.

"Hahh .. was finally done as well. I need to hurry home and rest! Maybe tomorrow will be more draining!"

Chelsea breathed a sigh of relief, eventually he was able to part with Ivan. He immediately approached his car which was still in the parking area, then drove as fast as possible to go home so that he could immediately relax himself so tired.

***

Tomorrow a bright day has arrived. The day was slow when he thought about Leon, wanting him to quickly meet his girlfriend. And the day feels so fast if Chelsea think about work.

He felt that he had not had enough rest from the exhausting events of last night, whether it was for his soul or body. There was one thing he wanted to know so badly, once he woke up he immediately picked up the special phone that Division Head gave him. He was curious and wanted to see where the new meeting point was.

"I-this ... is this real?! If I'm not mistaken .. This location point will show the location of the pet shop!"

Shit, why meet at the pet store!? What was Ivan's strange brain thinking?