Trapped in Love Reply to the Revenge of the Mafia

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"Where are you going?" john asked as he watched Zoalva stand up while fixing his half-shifted suit.

"You feed San" said Zoalva. "You wanna come?" bargained for. The man's smile was like a double-edged sword ready to redeem into John's recesses.

John shuddered in horror. Of course he knew what Zoalva meant by saying he wanted to feed San, especially if not kill.

San is Zoalva's pet python. Black snake with a weight of 450 kg and a length of about 10 meters, this snake belongs to the Black Glorified Mafia group given to Zoalva, as a tribute because the man managed to protect the eastern region from the attacks of his mobs. Zoalva also managed to kill the moonshine who roamed around looking for his weakness.

"Ck, your job isn't done yet why'd the play go?" john was upset. "My head hurts thinking about your hundreds of millions in turnover. You're even good with your weird hobby" John scolded.

John is a confidant of Zoalva who is assigned specifically to manage and develop the Zoalva company while he is busy with headquarters.

"Ehem, isn't that your job?" Zoalva took off her body coat. "I tipped the company," the man took off his suit and threw it away and sauntered out.

John let out a long sigh while shaking his salute. Until when Zoalva will continue to kill. He did not feel guilty at all when executing the humans who had betrayed him.

"Zo, may you repent and forsake your cruel deeds" John murmured. "Actually I'm sad to see you like this. But I can't help you out of that black world either. Because we're not much different" said John.

John came out of Zoalva's room. He is the one who always stays in this company. For his acting role, John was a temporary replacement for Zoalva. So he's the one who took all of Zoalva's work, to walk as usual.

John's got all the company's finances under control. All company reports are his responsibility.

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Zoalva got into his car and drove the car at high speed. He couldn't wait until the headquarters to immediately execute the person who had smuggled the company's money. Look at it later, Zoalva will create a real hell for those people.

The man's gaze was like a double-edged sword that was ready to redeem the sense of sight for anyone who saw it. His gaze was sharp and gutsy like a killer who was preparing to kill his catch. No one dared to approach this man other than his best friend John.

Drt drt drt drt drt

Zoalva's phone is ringing. Soon the man took his cell phone. He snorted in annoyance when he saw the name listed there.

"What's up, Kenzie?" ask her ketus.

"Where are you?"

"Away to headquarters. What's up?" Ask Zoalva. Actually, he was a little lazy when he was contacted by the man.

"Ehem, come to the Mansion. There's something you want to talk to you about,"

"What?" Zoalva sounded like he was breathing rough.

"Come by. You'll know later,"

"Well," Zoalva immediately turned off her phone after she finished talking to the person across the street.

Arriving at the headquarters the man immediately descended with wide steps.

"Welcome sir" said the guards assigned to guard the headquarters.

The man did not return the greetings of his bodyguards. He kept walking in impatiently. This time he got another meal.

"Master," said Robin, bowing respectfully.

Zoalva sat in the middle seat that was already reserved for him.

He looked at the two middle-aged men who had already been battered beaten by Robin and his men.

"Tell me how much money did you guys eat without my knowledge?" asked Zoalva casually while lighting her cigarette fire.

"K-we don't understand what you mean sir," I'm one of them.

Both are frightened. Not only cold sweat but also the red liquid came out of their heads, due to the powerful blow that was thrown by Robin on the two men.

"Ehem, is that really so? Sure you don't understand what I mean? Or pretend not to understand?" Zoalva smiled wryly.

There was no word from the two men. Both of them seemed busy with their minds. Busy thinking I don't know what Zoalva will do to them.

"Not yet to say it?"

Both of them remained silent while looking down in fear. Replied also free as his Zoalva already know. However they avoid it, they will be punished.

"Okay, sir,"

"Master forgive us. We-we were just told by you, sir" said one of them in fear. Imagining their bodies in the fry alone has made the fur of their nudges stand in horror.

"I don't care" said Zoalva, sipping a cigarette in his hand.

"Master forgive us. Pity me Sir, my son still needs me. He's still in college" said one of them, crying from fear.

"It's none of my business,"

"Okay, our Master confessed. We did smuggle the funds because we were told to" said one of them. Well, then Zoalva would still consider not punishing them both.

"I know,"

"Sir, the oil is hot" Robin reports.

"Good," Zoalva trampled on ****** the cigarette until the fire died.

"You already know the consequences you'll get if you dare to play games with me?" Zoalva smiles smirk. "What's the last word you want to say before I fry your body?" Ledeknya while smiling mockingly.

"Master_"

"Robin," cried Zoalva.

"This is Mister" Robin gave Zoalva a small knife.

"Tie the rope,"

Robin untied one of the two men.

Zoalva came closer and smiled like a demon. He was truly the incarnation of the hellish demon sent into the world to kill the evil humans.

Sretttttttttttttttttttt

Sretttttttttttttttttttt

"Arghhhhhhhhhhh,"

"Arghhhhhhhhhhh,"

Zoalva gouged out the other man's eyes. Then he took the eye and put it on the bowl.

"You see,"

He immediately poured the contents of the bowl into a pan that had been heated and poured a large amount of cooking oil.

"Arghhhhhhhhhhh,"

"Arghhhhhhhhhhh,"

The person was shouting hysterically in pain while rolling on the ground while holding both of his blood-producing eyes. His eyeballs have been fried by Zoalva.

Robin's stomach felt shaken, the man spewed out his stomach in disgust. Although it was common to see Zoalva kill still he was not able to see the scene that made his hair stand firm.

Zoalva took the man's eyeball back into the bowl and sprinkled it with salt and other flavoring.

Then he gave the fried eyeball to his pet.

"Eat San. I'll give you the meat." He brews the bowl with the human eyeball and San devours it in a matter of seconds.

Zoalva took a large spoon. Then pour it in the bowl.

"Robins,"

The savvy Robin immediately paired one of the dying men with blood flowing in his eye area.

Zoalva smiled happily. He poured the hot cooking oil back into the eye sockets.

"Arghhhhhhhhhhh,"

"Arghhhhhhhhhhh,"

The screams of pain sounded roaring. The man rolled around on the ground while holding his eye area.

Brutal not having feelings has become his trademark. It became a joy in itself when he could hear the sound of screams, whistles and moans of fear from people who dared to play with him.

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