Women's Backlash Considered Weak

Winning the Fight

~BAB 16~

Tonight was gripping as Kenard actually brought the gang members to fight a fight with Shakula's group, one of the groups that supplies items to Eagle eye, to fight, they did not give up all this time even though the Black horses camp gave a warning not to help him anymore.

Shakule's group tonight is not alone they are also helped by other gangs to fight the Black horses gang, led by Kenard.

The night in the sky of the grey city of Fouara, the sound of motor roaring and earthy rustling shots broke the silence.

Kenard's face looked so cold, as he brandished the weapon towards his opponents who were trying to attack.

They were lying helplessly beneath him. He just kept going nonstop.

“You must treat the wound! Don't let the wound get worse!” he strangled one of his wounded men.

“Good Boss!”

He didn't want them to be reduced, just because of a minor injury that was ignored. One of them immediately moved according to him, treating the injuries of the men.

Seeing some opponents lying on the streets, the spirit smoldering, Kenard decided to bring his members to attack some small base gangs with unusual abilities.

Like a battery that after being fully charged, delivers an electric shock to the muscles of the hand by firmly grasping the weapon, entering into the enemy headquarters.

One of them came forward suddenly, kicked the gun in his hand and dropped, then threw a fist into his face.

“How dare you enter our area! Here off limits to your group!” the man shouted angry.

“You prevented me, or are you taking me to play with you?”

“Do you think I'll be afraid of your threats?!”

Kenard's eyes flashed, emitting flames of anger. He quickly clasped the man's hand and twisted it to the point of making him squeal in pain.

“I told you, don't try to play games with me!” his teasing sneered cynically.

He kicked the abdomen so many times that the opponent collapsed helplessly. Afterwards crouched down to pick up the weapon that had fallen on the floor.

Elliot stood up to see Kenard enter the room grinning. He raised his gun to fire straight at the door, provoking the enemies to surround the room where Kenard was.

The sound of gunfire was mutually simple. Shortly after Kenard came out fine.

He managed to subdue a gang member who contributed greatly.

Elliot clucked in annoyance at having done something to trap Kenard, but the man escaped, instead winning the fight.

Inevitably Elliot walked like a loser behind Kenard, cheering for their victory. All the Black Horses members boarded their vehicles.

It was like holding a convoy on the street. The roaring sound roared the streets like a black horse running fast.

...

The news of their gang's victory, led by Kenard, has reached Dominic's ears.

“Kenard managed to win the fight with Shakule's group, Mr. Dom. They are now bowing to us,” Shane said sending good news.

Dominic who was wiping the short barrel gun in his hand was immediately stopped.

He pulled his big lips smiling happily. “It's very good news, I'm getting proud of him,” he said.

Shane smiled with pleasure to see the master pleased.

“Good Mr. Dom.” Shane nodded obediently then relayed the order.

The shabby Kenard wore a dark blue shirt three buttons over the open, clad in a black jacket to meet the head of the Black horses, and, he sat on the sofa opposite Dominic who was holding a glass filled with wine.

Dominic gave Kenard one more glass. He took his men toast, as an expression of the happiness of his victory.

“Seeing you back and winning, I'm so happy, Kenard. Your ability in battle is indeed beyond doubt.”

Kenard smiled as he lowered his gaze hearing the praise. Sip wine in a glass.

“Xavia is not wrong, has chosen you as the leader of the gang.”

Kenard blushed before Dominic. In that room they were wine and so was outside.

“Kenard, I mean calling you here is to deliver the news I've decided. I want to raise your position, which was previously an ordinary bodyguard, now an important member of Black Hores.”

“Thank you, Mr. Dom.” Kenard smiled faintly.

He knew he had just risen to the rank of being an important person in the gang. But Kenard felt that even so, he still felt less in the eyes of Diminic.

Out of the room he felt unsatisfied with what he got today. Kenard still needs to improve his position again in the presence of Dominic until it is truly recognized as great.

Suddenly the slender hand belonging to Xavia was holding his arm. He stopped the footsteps of Kenard who had just walked out of the room.

“Happy Kenard, you won the fight again! You really are my proud hero!” xavia said proudly as he led Kenard on his way to the back garden.

There were some people celebrating their victory.

While in the corner of the park near the swimming pool, there were two chairs made of iron engraved empty, in the middle of the white round table there were two glasses of wine and a green bottle was still sealed.

Although in Dominic's room earlier, Kenard had already sipped a drink, of course he would not refuse Xavia's wishes.

He shuffled the bottle up and down, then opened the cover of the green bottle to spit out the soda.

Pour into the two glasses that are on the half table. Simultaneously he and Xavia took.

“This is to celebrate your success. Toast?” ask Xavia.

“Return!” Kenard's smile was deadly as the lifting brought the surface of his glass toast with Xavia. Both of them sipped a drink while staring at each other.

“I'm very grateful to you, Xavia. Because you've given me the opportunity to contribute to this fight,” Kenard said.

Xavia's white face turned to meet. Raising his eyes he smiled happily.

“Your greatness cannot be defined anymore, Kenard, you have exceeded the great word in my eyes, you are the pride of the black horse gang,” praise Xavia.

Again making Kenard look down embarrassed, he was out of words because of it.

“Xavia, since I've won the fight, Mr. Dominic has given me a higher standing. Then, what about you, don't you want to appreciate my victory by giving me a prize?” asked Kenard to tease the young lady of the house

Xavia's eyebrows shot up one side. “What gift do you want? I'll try to give it to you, Kenard.” Xavia was groggy from seeing Kenard's gaze walking towards him look different.

The man stood right in front of her until he was one inch away from her and then said quietly beside her ear.

“I want you to give me a gift, a kiss here.” With a seductive look he pointed to the right cheek waiting for Xavia to land a kiss there.

Xavia was silent while agitated, her gaze indeterminate looking at the objects around her. Kenard became worried, would Xavia refuse him?