The Lady of the Mafia

Evil Intentions

Kwan pulled out the firearm he was carrying. Since the incident in Mexico, Kenzo and Shabira asked Kwan to always carry the dangerous weapon. Needed or not, Kwan still has to take him. This time, it seemed like the firearm was really needed. Kwan was very grateful to his parents.

Kwan returned the man's shot. At first, Kwan thought it was only one-on-one. Even Kwan himself felt that he would win. But, just one shot was issued Kwan, already appeared shooter-pilot from the other direction. The place is hidden to make Kwan himself can not see clearly their faces.

The troops belonging to Kwan and Biao appeared that second as well. Kwan saw some troops already gathered to protect him. The man immediately pulled Alana's hand. Take him as far away as possible to avoid the shootout.

The mood turned chaotic. Everyone who passed by also ran to save themselves. Unbeknownst to Kwan's bodyguards, there were two people following Kwan's footsteps from behind. Appear like an ordinary person. Even the two men acted as if they were frightened.

Alana kept running after Kwan's footsteps. Alana is not a woman who likes sports. The woman felt very tired when she ran too far. He took his hand off from Kwan's hand and managed to catch his already difficult breath. Even the pounding of his heart could no longer be conditioned.

“Who ... who are they?” Alana tried to swallow her saliva. Sweat drenched profusely soaked the beautiful dress she wore that night. Her lips that were originally red were already turning blue from the cold. The wind that night was very strong.

“I don't know,” said Kwan while looking at Alana's tired face. The man shook his head slowly before crouching in front of Alana. “Good,” Kwan's orders for Leona to ride behind his body. The man wanted to hold Alana in order to arrive at her car spot when it was parked.

Alana shook her head slowly as a sign of refusing. “I don't want to. My body is heavy even though I look small,” said Alana with a face flushed with embarrassment.

“No more time!” said Kwan still position himself so that Alana can go up. However, Alana has not been able to make any movements. The two men who had been chasing them had pulled out firearms and pointed them towards Alana and Kwan standing up.

DUARR

Suddenly the gunshot was heard again. Right beside Alana stood up. The woman looks very shocked before jumping on Kwan's back. With a quick movement, Kwan ran again to continue his escape action that had been delayed.

Alana wrapped both her hands on the right and left sides of Kwan's shoulders. The woman closed her eyes in fear of hearing the gunshot that was chasing her. His head was buried in the neck of the level belonging to Kwan. The smell of the man's body was clearly smelled in Alana's nose. The woman felt very calm and protected when she was near Kwan. Even feel loved and cared for.

DUARR.

Alana has not noticed the injury to Kwan's arm. Feeling very scared, Alana closed her eyes and did not want to give her eyes a gap to see. One hand revera*as strong Kwan's arm. Right in the gunshot wound that Kwan just received.

Kwan glanced at his arm which suddenly felt very sick. The man could only remain silent when he saw Alana's hand clutching her hand trembling. That woman was really scared.

“What is this? Why does my heart hurt so much when I see it scared like this. Even the wounds I now have no pain at all,” muttered Kwan in the heart.

The atmosphere at the location turned silent. There were only two lifeless bodies of men in front of Kwan and Alana. From a distance, police sirens were heard. Alana started to open her eyes. The woman felt that things were safe. After seeing the two men who had appeared dead. Alana came down from Kwan's sling.

“Are we safe?” alana said slowly.

Kwan carved a smile. “Yes. We are safe,” replied Kwan in a soft voice.

Alana felt wet on her hand. Like there was a liquid he had just held. The woman raised her one hand up. He noticed the fresh red liquid that filled his palm. Alana's hands trembled when she realized that the fresh liquid was blood!

Kwan took a handkerchief. The man cleaned Alana's hands with sincerity and was very gentle. His face looks very calm even though there is now blood on his arm that continues to pour.

“Kwan,” said Alana in a hoarse voice. The woman looked at the gunshot wound on Kwan's arm. His face looks worried. “Let's go to the hospital.”

“No need. I can treat it. Mama and Papa once taught me how to get this bullet out,” Kwan replied.

Alana shook her head slowly. “Cannot. Come now come with me to the hospital.” Alana pulls Kwan's wrist. The woman pulls Kwan towards the car. He seems to be unconcerned about Kwan's refusal. That night all Alana thought about was Kwan's safety.