THE MAFIA!

Chapter 158's

The samurai tip was already stuck to the neck. Scratches and incisions have made his red blood flow just like that. But the Chinese Mafia has not felt defeated. He felt there was still a chance for him to win the battle that night.

The long words he uttered, in the middle of his life might soon be floated. But unfortunately, Michael was not at all daunted by the threatening words that came out of Chan Lee's mouth.

Michael kept his demon face. A face ready to take the life of one more Mafia.

"You mean this old man!" the sound of barinton emerged from the door whose leaves had been destroyed by Michael.

Chan Lee looked back at Michael with his eyes round. Sometimes he got Michael who actually smiled thinly.

"A...What!" lirih Chan Lee's. "How can it be that easy you lose!" asked Chan Lee stuttered. Staring in disbelief at someone he hoped could be a savior angel for him.

"Well!" smiling cynically, Darrel pulled the neck of the man he had managed to paralyze in the second dugout. "Eze!" darrel said coldly calling the name of the American Mafia. "One name I really hate!" the thrill of throwing Ezer's body full of blood right next to Chan Lee. Until the weak body hit the wall very strongly. "Having the chance to be able to exterminate it, then I will act so beautifully!" darrel said with his love.

He played the ends of the samurai in a circle in front of Ezer. Provides a final threat to the Harcourt family's arch-enemy.

"Now you know? who should die first?" michael asked coldly. "You're the one who has to die! Goodbye to Chan Lee!" michael continued to stick a little tip of his weapon right on the pulse of Chan Lee. "I'll make you die together!" hissing sharp. "That way you can party together in hell!" he continued among the breath of Chan Lee who was almost finished.

Chan Lee glared, staring hatefully at Michael. "Lussio will reply.. se.mua this!" his Chan Lee sure. "Your pa.tra, a.. will die!" continued. "Aakhs!"

At that moment, the samurai tip stuck Chan Lee's neck. At the same time Chan Lee convulsed and died on the spot. In the hands of the Mafia Master.

"Haha!" darrel's laughter intimidated the remaining enemies. "It's your turn now, Ezer!" exciting Darrel. "But it feels too easy if I have to kill you the same way my brother-in-law killed you!" his Darrel.

"Am.campoon!" ezer said weakly. The mafia that is said to be tough is ultimately weak helpless.

"There is no word of mercy for an enemy like you!" exclaim Darrel loud.

So Darrel kills Ezer by kicking, punching and tracing Ezer's body, until the man is killed.

Darrel's breath gasped, he felt relieved to have a reason to kill the man who had been his enemy for decades.

Two handsome Mafia took a breath of relief. Indeed, they are tired of dealing with such a thing, at the age of those who have stepped on the head of four. But how else, the Mafia world continues. Enemies keep coming from generation to generation.

***

The journey home is taken by Black Hold troops in the same way as when they came. Bring home a title of victory with a still rumbling chest.

Chan Lee once said that Lussio Lee will avenge his son. So Michael believes that Jio will be the target of Lussio.

The brain kept thinking, how to make Jio a formidable crown prince. Although Jio is currently very tough for a child his age. But to be the strongest Mafia is not enough with all that.

He even had to prepare his second son, Gerald Xavier. To be the great Mafia sister. Although Gerald has started training. But Michael could not be satisfied. Even Jia had to be wrought even further when necessary.

"Children must we send to Master Shifu's temple!" michael said to Darrel. "Jio, Jio and Yellow!"

"You're right, Mich!" answer Darrel. "When do we send them?"

"Front month!" answer Michael. "After all, they are sons of the Mafia. Our next generation!"

"So fast?" ask Darrel in disbelief.

"If necessary we can send them next week!"

"Front month, Michael! I'm sure it's not that easy to persuade their mother to release her sons to your distant Master Shifu!"

"Hem. I know we need a fight to persuade Chania and Oliver! but we should be able to! after that the Reno children also had to leave after they had even ten years!"

"Hemm.. I agree!" the 45-year-old man.

***

Michael and Darrel step foot into Michael's palace at the same time. When the day is past midnight. Of course, making the family waiting for him stand up.

"Honey!" chania exclaimed at the chest of her husband's field. "You're finally home!" lirih Chania kissed the chest area, where the location of vital organs such as the heart and liver are located. She made sure the heart was beating, and the blood was still flowing just as it was when her husband left.

"I'm good - well me, Baby." replied Michael kissing the top of Chania's head several times.

"I'm glad you're back in good shape, honey!" said Oliver hugged the body of her husband who splashed a lot of blood there.

"I'm definitely back, baby!" darrel answered doing the same with Michael. Kissing the top of his wife's head. "Where are the kids?"

"All the kids are sleeping in Jio's room, baby!" answer Oliver. "They continue to pray for your safety, until their eyes are closed."

"I've guessed." replied Darrel smiling. Darrel is convinced, Do'a their children must have come to God who determines everything.

***

After spending the night with a short break, continuing to be grateful for making it back for the family, now all who still live in Michael's palace, gather for breakfast.

Morning, when the mind is still clear, then in the sense of being the right time for Michael and Darrel to convey their intentions. That is sending Jio and Jia as well as Jellow to Master Shifu in the interior.

"Should it be that fast?" ask Chania lirih.

As a mother, of course, she felt hard to take off her two sons and her nephew to forge knowledge that would surely make their lives far from free. Moreover, there is not allowed to just communicate with family.

"For their good, Baby." replied Michael staring at my wife. "Mafia descendants like them, can't just rely on bodyguards."

"Rubber, Chania!" sahut Darrell. "They must become much stronger than a guard!"

Chania looked down inside. Her husband is a great Mafia. But in fact children are not enough just to be trained by him.

"Let's go, Chania. I took care of Yellow, our only son. But I'm sure this is what's best for him!" sahut Oliver's.

"Hemm.." answered Darrel, wiping his wife's arm.

While the children mentioned were about to depart, they looked ordinary. No one seems to mind their parents' decision. Realize that you are the son of the Mafia. The next generation of the black world.

If you talk about their current abilities. They are indeed strong enough. Their IQ is also above average. But do not be proud. Because we don't know how powerful the opponent is.

"Well, I'll take them off." Chania said with a heavy heart.

"At least you still have Gerald at home, Chania. Just imagine us?" ask Oliver. "We only have one son, and have to let go along with Jio and Jia!" said Oliver staring at the son alone puppet.

"Make it again!" chirps Reno arrived - arrived. Make everyone look at him. A small punch from Sania instantly reached his arm.

"Am I wrong?" ask without guilt.

"Not like that either!" gash Sania whispered a little. "Many children!"

"Why indeed?"

"Haaa.." everyone took a deep breath.

The ridiculousness of a Reno does not end.....

"How long have the kids been there?" ask Chania then.

"Seven years!"

"What!" pekik Chania stared in disbelief at her husband's answer.

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