THE MAFIA!

The Chapter 114

Removing a gun in the form of a gun that he had previously hidden behind a leather jacket he was wearing. Deborah pulled the Glock 17 pistol towards Chania. More precisely, he made Chania's large stomach the main target he was about to shoot.

But unfortunately, it turns out that Michael is much more agile. He saw, as Deborah's hand slipped into the jacket. And he can also think, where the muzzle of his gun will be pointed.

So that the prospective Daddy was immediately standing before his wife as a protector. And of course with the same gun in his right hand. With a muzzle that leads to Oliver's head.

Yeah, the girl in return for a threat to Michael retaliates.

"Shall I punch your daughter in the head?" ask Michael cynically. A smile rises from the thin lips of the Mafia.

Not just Michael. But either since akpan, the bodyguards from the two camps also joined the gun. Even Frederick himself was quick to protect his wife and he also pointed a gun at Deborah.

A tense gunfight took place in the room. Equally - equally protect the people they love. People should also take care of them.

One eruption that is heard, can be sure to trigger eruptions - the next eruption. Either from which stronghold will start, and from which stronghold will be the avenger.

Deborah squinted her eyes, as if she had not been interested in giving up.

"Stop!" shouted Madalena trying to end the tense atmosphere created.

But alas, none of them heeded Madalena's screams. The gunpoint was still at the starting position, without shifting at all.

Feeling uninspired, Madalena thought again. Looking for other ways to stop all this.

"To be fair, what if Deborah and I were dead. So we're all breakeven! And end the mess that's been going on for years!" said Madalena this time managed to invite all pairs of eyes to turn to him.

Madalena certainly did not accept the sentence uttered by the great Mistress Sebastian.

Deborah is no exception. Hearing his name called as a shooting target, of course, made him not accept. It was not death that he wanted. But avenging the betrayal of Michael and his Papa then seizes all the treasures of Smith Arlington.

"Well! you think I want to die with you, Madalena!" deborah. This time he looked at Madalena with hate. But the muzzle of the gun still pointed at Chania. "You're the one who died!" continued.

DORR!

One eruption sounded so echoing in the room. But it turns out that the eruption that came from the weapon in Deborah's hands this time did not make a follow-up eruption from the side of Michael and Frederick.

How not, the muzzle of the weapon that all leads to Chania's stomach, in just a split second has been pointed towards Madalena who is still sitting on the sofa. With a single pull, the bullet shot out of its nest.

Unfortunately, the bullet did not hit the target he wanted. Except through the stomach of a girl.

The gun that had just launched its bullet fell on the marble floor from trembling hands. Seeing the fresh blood flowing from his daughter's stomach, made his body freeze for a while.

"Oliver.." I can't believe it. "No Oliver!" mumbling again. He raised both hands. Looked at him so pitifully. The hand of a mother who inserts a bullet into her own daughter's stomach in the most painful way. Without feeling tears dripping from his eyes.

On the other hand, Chania and Sania had already compactly scattered on the drooping Oliver withstanding the pain in his stomach.

"Hurry up and lift him up!" chania's orders to Royce. The Deborah bodyguard.

Without answering, Royce immediately re-sheathed the weapon he had pointed at Michael. And immediately raised his young Miss body. He ran outside to be taken to the hospital.

Chania invites her husband and twin brother to follow Oliver who is in Royce's arms. Unknowingly all the weapons had already come down by themselves.

As for Deborah, the woman was still transfixed with a gasp of breath. Want to walk but not be able to. The legs suddenly limp as boneless. Consciousness is lost somewhere.

He feels so sinful. That cruel woman is unforgiving. But for his two daughters, he was willing to do anything.

And now, it was his own hand that slid a bullet into the belly of his first daughter.

"Your daughter still has a good soul, Deborah!" said Frederick. "You should be ashamed! Don't you remember, if Selena used to be so gentle. Even more sincere than Oliver."

Deborah flinching. The woman was still so shocked by what had just happened.

Frederick, however, who felt Deborah was not yet fully well, pulled his wife's arm not to get too close to Deborah.

"We go home." Frederick said to his wife.

"Yes." replied Madalena following whatever his wife's will.

"Sir, the handover of the inheritance will be done after Miss Oliver recovers!" sahut Roy before Frederick's footsteps were heard.

"Yes, just set it up with him!" Frederick appointed a lawyer on his part. To make it easier to communicate.

"Ready, Master!"

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The patient's safe was pushed by running by several male and female nurses. They seem so hasty - gesha.

In the gurney, Oliver lay with his eyes closed. His stomach continues to shed fresh blood. Every minute that passed, further adding to the pale of his face.

Behind the gurney, there was Michael, Chania, Sania, and Jack and Royce who continued to follow their employers. As much as possible provide protection in every danger that threatens his master.

All those who followed stopped when they got to the front door of the Operating Room. Only patients and medical personnel can enter.

Everything in front of the operating room could only stand still and pray. They seem hopeful - please be anxious. Seeing Oliver who has lost a lot of blood. They become worried. Afraid that the girl's life will not be saved. Remembering Michael was looking for his pulse and felt very weak.

A few minutes later....

Clek!

"Patients need A+ blood type, hospitals are out of stock! is..."

"Take my blood, Sus!" the sweet voice of one of the people waiting. Even cutting the sentence of the nurse who had not had time to finish his sentence.

"What is your relationship with the patient?"

"We're brothers!" answer Sania.

The sister took a glance at Sania and Chania alternately. Looks very similar. Since Sania who looks not pregnant, it is appropriate that Sania who offers herself.

"Quick do your job! why are you observing us all!" jembur Michael on the nurse yah g immediately averted his eyes when he saw the sinister face of Michael.

"Please come in, Miss!" said the Sister.

Sania looked at Chania at a glance. His eyes showed that he was begging to be supported so that all was well.

Chania nodded. Placing her hand to rub Sania's arm that started to walk forward. Entering the Operating Room to remove the bullet.

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Frozen, the middle-aged woman sat in the limousine seat. His body was silent, yet tears were unceasingly dripping from his eye pellets.

Her two daughters are now lying in the same hospital. Under different circumstances.

Selena with her disease. Oliver with a bullet strapped by his own birth mother.

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