Who is the Mysterious Woman?
episode 49's
...welcome to read...
>> At, Cafe Frost, Mall Central <<
After the men and all are ready with their respective tasks Deryl and Asther are across the Cafe staring at Dio and Anggara.
"Wait on! I forgot!" Asthers
"What?" Deryl
"I'm sending Dio to Cafe Brown at 22:50. If I take Dio on the same poisoning thing, how?" Asthers
"Hmmm..." Deryl
"Cancel the plan now" Asther
"Why?" Deryl
"We'll be watching him remotely" Asther
"Hm?" Deryl glared at Asther
__22.50__
Tonight, Deryl and Asther are not far from Cafe Brown's place and they decide to make an Improv plan.
"Where is this? Not exactly a kid" Dumel Asther
"Please, I'm looking forward to it" Deryl
"You know what, Asther
Shortly annoyed it was lost to see Dio coming to Cafe Brown with Anggara's men.
"Bring the men?" Deryl
"Ciut" Asther
"Test, Ria are you beating me up? If I order numbers like you did it like a plan" Asther said on his bluetooth earphones.
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"Okay" Asther
Asther wears his glasses and I have Deryl's jacket moved to Asther's left side. Just be careful if anyone can find out.
Asther sat by the window to see what Dio was doing. But, Dio and Anggara certainly wouldn't know if Asther was near the window.
He started calling Dio and don't forget he changed his phone number for the next time? Asther changed the numbers easily and no need to buy any more cards.
It was enough to make a row of numbers and he made it himself. The number will not be detected or registered with the government.
What if the number is the same as someone else's number? No, because Asther had confirmed it for a long time and he managed to create dozens of fake numbers for his enemies.
"Don't hello-hello I know it lo. Whereabouts? Lo where?".
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"Group ..."
He could not help but laugh at Bo Muyi's words. "This is the reason why you called me? Just want to ask me this question? Do I look like a fool who would forget lunch? "
He would eat after he finished buying and finishing everything.
The young girl seemed to be acting funny while talking to him right now. His words rang out when he could feel a sweet feeling over the phone.
She never knew that she would actually be so happy when Su Cha acted cute for her sake.
Bo Muyi had never had such an experience before, he could feel something flowing down his chest.
However, Bo Muyi was suddenly startled by the pieces when Su Cha and Di Yao were together in the past.
Did he act in the same way as now, say such words to the man or even act cute in front of him?
Jealousy suddenly crept up like a snake firing its tongue. The feeling was so pitiful, it made Bo Muyi feel frustrated. He did not know why he suddenly thought that way. Nonetheless, just the thought of the man gave him a strong urge to kill him immediately.
Bo Muyi pulled her tie in annoyance when she realized that she was still making a phone call with Su Cha. He said, "Umm."
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Terry staggered with a bottle of vodka in his hand. He walked down the sidewalk in the middle of the night. The atmosphere of the road through it is quite quiet. It's on the outskirts of downtown. Terry just got out of one of those cheap Nightclubs in the area.
Terry stop. Watching the empty streets. The appearance is very chaotic, the tie straps are irregular, the shirt that comes out of the circle of his pants, the red face due to drunkenness and the disheveled hair typical of drunk men. Even Terry forgot to zip up his pants after having sex with one of the nightclub whores.
"Damn!!" it's Terry when he feels his own still stiffening behind his pants.
Terry shook his throbbing head, patting his head to slightly make it back to his consciousness.
"It looks like tonight you're in need of a friend, a handsome."
Terry turned towards the source of the voice, where a black-haired woman and a kribo, wearing a short skirt brushed her big ass with net-net stockings wrapped around her legs.
"What if I'm with you?" the woman walked over, wrapped her hands around Terry's neck. His eyes glanced at Terry's expanding possession down there.
Biting her lower lip sensually, inserting her hand between her open zipped slit, squeezing hers. Terry laughed, getting barbaric treatment from the workers***commercial suburban street. He was not surprised, because the road that passed was the PSK area of downtown streets.
"Don't kiss me. The main rule, I wasn't kissed by a whore." Terry said as he turned his head up, avoiding the woman's lip attack that night.
"Why? Though I'm very good at kissing, you're sure to like it a lot, handsome."
Terry blinked his eyes, enjoying the gentle massage the woman had done on hers. Siall! When Terry was about to push the woman's shoulder to the wall in a dark, narrow alley, completing her long ardent passion, his eyes caught a brunette-haired, waist-long young woman wearing a half-thigh-tall skirt, walking past him.
Cute.
The two of them glanced at each other. Terry tilted his slanted grin, but the woman immediately lowered her head while speeding up her steps.
Terry reached into his wallet, took the 300 dollars he would give to the woman who had now crouched the night would take out hers to get the first service. On the side of the road?! Oh God, too barbaric Terry's kekeh in heart. Enough adrenaline, but Terry's desire changed. He wanted to channel his mounting passion to the young prostitute who had just passed by.
...Thank you 🙏💕...
