Anara And Mr. Mafia

Anara And Mr. Mafia
Chapter 192


Right at midnight, where everyone is already anchored in dreamland. On the opposite side, it looks very crowded with the sound of gun shells between the two mafia camps. Shots after shots rang out loud in the ears, even the fist was also unavoidable.


Doorrs...


Doorrs...


Doorrs...


One by one, one of them lay down because they were hit by gunfire.


"How about, Young Master? From the enemy there are still many who survive" he said with someone he called the young master.


"You go down, help them to finish off the enemies immediately" he commanded.


"Is it just me? Aren't you going to fight them?" tanyakanya.


"I'll fight them later. Now you help the other members" he replied very casually.


Right now they're monitoring from the top with what's going on down there.


"I give you 15 minutes, everything has to be done" he said. The person he ordered just stared at him silently.


"What's? Why don't you come down too? Do you want me to throw it from up here?" he said because what he ordered did not go down, just looked at him with a little crybaby.


"Aaahh, no-no, I'll go down to help the others." He answered and hurried off and came down to help the others.


The person simply shook his head with a face that looked extremely irritating.


It's down there...


Upon the arrival of the person below, he just took out the weapon he was carrying earlier. That person had instantly slashed at the enemy that had still survived so far.


Dorr ...


Doorrs...


Dorr ....


Three bullets he fired at the enemy in front of him. The shot hit the hearts and heads of the enemies.


Bugh...


Bugh...


Kreeks ...


The man broke the neck of one of the enemies to death by turning it very hard.


Door...


Dorr ...


The person managed to avoid the shots fired by the enemy on him.


"Shi*t," he said because he almost got hit by the shot.


Dorr ...


Dorr...


Dorr ...


he returned the shot brutally mercilessly.


And up there....


"Well, I'm not wrong to raise it as my accomplice. He can be relied on" he said, observing the man he had ordered to help his members finish off the enemy.


"But it's so boring that I'm just here to be quiet." He said with a wiggle to the right and to the left that no one was there.


"Leave it, I. I'd better enjoy how they're capable of." He's back to observing how the fight is down there.


Back to the fight...


Dorr...


Dorr...


Dor...


Dorr ...


Dorr...


Dorr....


A few minutes later, the gunshot was still heard. The brawl is still happening, they are equally unwilling to budge.


Bugh...


The sound of people landing in the middle of the fight that occurred.He immediately took out his favorite weapon and hacked off his enemies.


Sriing...


Sriing...


The weapon he used was not playful, he took out the katana he had brought earlier and cut down all his enemies. Instantly his whole body was filled with blood due to the splashes of blood from the enemy he slaughtered before him.


Shuuts...


Jamb...


he took his dagger quickly and threw it towards the enemy who was on his right side. The dagger hit the heart of the enemy.


Spring...


Spring...


Katana again swung at the enemy before her. He never looked at his enemy for pity, he who had disturbed him would have no mercy from him. All his men were no longer surprised by what he did if he had finished off his enemy.


he took the gun belonging to the enemy who had been lying down and just fired at the other enemy.


Dorr .. dorr...


Dorr .. dorr...


Dorr .. dorr...


The barrage of gunfire he aimed at the remaining enemies. And it only took 5 minutes all the enemies he eradicated with nothing left.he approached towards his accomplice with a body that was like it was bathed in blood.


"How long have you been killing them all ?" the upset.


"Sorry, Young Master. They are too many and they are also quite strong" he replied.


he rolled his eyes lazily hearing the answer from his accomplices. "You clean everything up, I'll be back."


"Wleek..my body smells rancid." He smelled his body that smelled of blood. Though he was used to bathing in blood like that, but he spoke like that as if he had done it for the first time.


"Aren't you like this too, sir?" say one of its members.


"Have been quiet, you better take care of it here. I'll come back first" he said.


"Heeh. Who told you to infiltrate my territory. Feel the consequences." The smirk is clearly visible. He did not wait long to leave the site and returned to the headquarters to clean up before he returned to the ministry.


In the middle of his journey, he looked back. "Ooey .. don't you want to go home?" he shouted at his accomplices who were still there with the rest of the men.


If usually the leader of the mafia is cold, then it is different from him. He looks rancid and sometimes bar-bar too. The nature that he has turned out to be innate from the time he was born, until adulthood his nature is still the same nothing has changed.


Even so, he was also no less ruthless when dealing with his enemy.


"Eeeh. Yes, wait for me" he said.


"You take care of the rest, I'm back with Young Master. Treat those who are wounded" he said to others.


"Okay, sir," he answered.


he even ran a little after his Young Master who had already stepped a little far from there. Not lingering, the car drove to the headquarters first before returning to each other's homes.


Does anyone know who is the boss of the mafia? He was the son of the ruler of Europe, whether in the business world, or the underworld. Who else would he be if not Julian William, the youngest son of Sean William. Currently, the mafia that was once led by the papi was in his hands.


Sean gave up the post when Julian was 18, and now he's 20. Which means, approximately 2 years of the big mafia under the leadership of Julian. His rancid and ignorant attitude can not be lost even though he became the leader of the mafia, in the attack he still shows his attitude.


The members of his mafia are sometimes also surprised by his attitude, he is different from his brother or his papi. But, even so, Julian was no less ruthless than the papi.


Skiing...