Moving On
New Enemy

Zeroun exits from inside the elevator that connects him to the 125th floor. The man glanced towards the paper he had in his hand. The address of the person he is now looking for.

[Floor 125 number 1667]

Zeroun walked leisurely towards the number listed on the paper. One by one the room numbers he noticed so vigilantly. In the corner of the hallway, his steps stopped. The number 1667 was clearly on the doorstep.

Zeroun opened the door to the room. His heart was a little suspicious when he saw that the room was unlocked. With a watchful step, he entered the room.

Inside the room, Zeroun did not find anyone there. The room looked very neat as if it was uninhabited. Every corner of the room he checked so carefully. However, he found nothing in the room. One more place, which he hasn't checked.

Zeroun harbored high hopes that he would meet the person he was looking for in the bathroom. Staying alert, he pushed the bathroom door so cautiously.

It was seen that a long-haired woman had soaked inside the bathtup. Red rose petals adorn the white floor below. The woman's hair is brown. His skin was white and smooth, turning his back to the position of Zeroun back then. One hand held a red wine.

His hands are seen rubbing his body with bath foam. There are song lyrics that come out of the smooth sound.

Zeroun stopped his footsteps. There is little doubt that he entered the wrong room. Luke is never wrong. The man will not make a mistake in his important mission this time.

“No politely peek women shower.” The woman let out a voice with a small laugh.

“Who are you?” asked Zeroun cautiously. One gun was still in his hand.

“I? You're the one who suddenly came. Why should I ask you like that?” The woman continued her bath with a carefree face.

Zeroun pulled his gun, there was no more playing time for him. Whoever that woman was, she had to finish him off that very second.

DUARR!

One shot overlaid by Zeroun. With a quick step, the woman dodged. Take a hanging towel, wear it quickly. I don't know when he found those two guns. The woman stood in a ready position with two pistols in her hand.

“Welcome, Zeroun Zein. Nice to meet you.” One sly smile was engraved on the beautiful face of the woman.

Zeroun was more convinced, that now he did not enter the wrong room. But the 29-year-old never thought. Now he faces a huge Mafia led by a woman. The unidentified woman, reminded herself of Serena.

In the past, he had thought that Serena was the most dangerous woman in the mafia world. But this moment he realized. All that is wrong, when he faced with a woman who led almost all the mafia in the European continent.

“Happy to meet you, Miss.” Zeroun carved out his trademark thin smile.

“You are the first man who managed to meet me directly. Looks like I have to give you an award, for your brave attitude.” The woman dropped her gun.

Zeroun still remained vigilant, whatever the sudden movements of the woman. He must be able to face it.

The woman took the rose beside her, threw the rose in front of Zeroun Zein. Quickly, Zeroun avoided the rose.

Within seconds, the rose emitted a thick smoke. Zeroun pulled the trigger right at the position the woman was standing in. Shot after shot he took out. Wish one of those bullets hit the enemy's body.

Zeroun walked quickly to catch up to his enemy. The smoke fog disappeared, along with the woman. Zeroun kicked the cupboard before him with an annoyed face. There's a letter on that table. Zeroun took the letter, read it with a face full of anger.

For our second meeting, I will give you a chance to fight directly with me.

Zeroun gripped the paper firmly. Throw it on the floor. His footsteps headed towards the open window. However, there was no one he managed to meet outside that window. Zeroun turned his body to find Lana and Lukas' position at that time.

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Luke did not stop there. The dagger he pulled he jabbed on the other part of the body. Making his enemy change his expression with a face of pain.

“Awas,” shouted Lana.

One hit landed right on Luke's back. The man fell to the floor. His eyes began to blur and were unclear. The face of Lana sitting in the distance was faintly before him. In an instant, everything turned dark. Luke was no longer conscious.

“Bos,” shouted Lana with a worried face.

There is one more enemy. However, he had no more energy. The big man was now holding a block of wood that was so big. Walk slowly towards Lana's position.

Lana didn't want to dodge, with all her might. He stood up again to fight his enemy. The man raised his wooden stick and was ready to hit Lana in the face.

One very strong kick made the large-bodied man take a few steps back. Zeroun stood not far from where Lana was. Look at the chaos that is happening. His gaze stopped on the unconscious Luke.

“Bring Luke away from here.” Zeroun looked at Lana's face carefully.

Lana nodded, then ran towards Lukas. Supported the man's body with all the strength he had.

Zeroun stared intently at the face of the man standing before him. One kick he took out right in the man's face. To make a block of wood in the grasp of his enemy fell.

Upon seeing his enemy off guard, Zeroun pushed the man's body towards the window. Looks like Zeroun is equipped with power that is still full that night. The glass broke when it hit directly with the man's large body. No longer having a handle, the man fell out the window. Passing through dozens of floors of the building where they fought at that time.

Zeroun tidied up the suit he was wearing. Walk casually towards the lying enemy. Pull Luke's dagger, then leave the mess.

“I'll definitely find you again.”

he said in his heart, when he did not manage to defeat the main leader who had attacked his ship.

***

Emelie and Damian are on their way home. They both sit in the back. One royal driver took over the wheel that night. There are many cars in front and rear to accompany the speed of their cars. Emelie's gaze was just that she was throwing out the window. His heart was still shrouded in regret, having not managed to get Zeroun to meet again.

“Sayang ..” Damian grabbed Emelie's hand.

Quickly, Emelie threw Damian's hand out of her hand.

Damian chuckled as he looked at Emelie's attitude back then.

“Alright, this time you can do as you please. Let's see next time. Can you avoid my touch again?” Damian smiled cunningly.

“I never thought, is there no man in this world that much better. Could the Queen match me with a two-faced man like you.” Emelie gave a small smile as she imagined Damian's sickening attitude.

“Be careful what you say, Princess. A Princess of the Kingdom, never taught to issue such harsh words.” Damian glanced at the driver in front of the wheel.

“I can also put out more harsh words than this.” Emelie threatens Damian with widened eyes.

Do not want the problem to get longer and tarnish his good name. Damian kept his grievances in his heart. Throw her gaze away from Emelie's face so as not to get more emotional.

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