Remember Me, Baby.
Let's Finish Them (2)

From the reflection of the floodlights of the weapon that fell near Andrew's feet, a shadow emerged from behind the figure that had just fallen to the ground. The shadow came forward hesitantly, then stopped when the light hit her tiny, pale face. At a glance, his hand that was holding a sword looked slightly trembling.

“You all right?” whispered Keiko as she approached Andrew and stood before him. The bloodstains dripping from the sword in his grasp were seen in contrast to the silvery lightning of the passage and was struck by the light.

“Yes, I'm fine. Thank you,” Andrew replied after recovering from his shock. Keiko just saved him.

“Sama-sama. Come on, get up,” Keiko said as she reached out to Andrew..

Andrew just stared at Keiko. Keiko's appearance was like that, looking a little fragile as well as emitting a dangerous aura. He didn't know whether to feel sorry or admiration for the girl.

“Do not look at me like that,” the girl continued when she realized Andrew was looking at her with a complicated face.

“From where you .. I mean, another girl won't ...” Andrew grabbed the hand of his lover and stood up. “Other girls will surely cry out in fear,” the man continued, picking up two guns from the ground and turning off his searchlight.

Keiko forced herself to laugh softly and reply, “You forgot, Mr. Roux? I'm the daughter of a mafia.”

“Hum ...” Andrew muttered softly and held Keiko's hand. “Come, daughter of the mafia, we get out of this place and make you an ordinary girl. I'm a little horrified to see you holding that sword ..” god.

Keiko laughed nervously. To be honest, his body was trembling a little. Although this was not the first time he had killed, it was still a little uncomfortable when he realized that he had just forcibly taken someone's life.

Andrew seemed to understand the anxiety of his lover. He rubbed the back of Keiko's hand and said, “Don't blame yourself. In this case, if you don't kill the man, then we'll die. So ... thank you for saving me.”

Keiko muttered softly and forced a smile. Andrew was right, if he didn't do it, then they'd be dead. Perhaps Ryuchi would have told his men to torture him slowly before finally killing them.

“Sisa two more people. You can?” andrew asked as he looked at the floodlights on the left and right sides of the log cabin. It seemed like the two remaining enemies had returned to their original positions.

“Um. Let's finish them off and get out of here.”

Andrew then led Keiko's hand to walk to the starting location, where Hiro was still waiting while leaning against the tree trunk. Although it is not clearly visible, Keiko can feel that Hiro is tired of enduring the pain. His breathing sounded a little stingy and heavy.

“You all right?” hiro asks when he sees Keiko coming back with Andrew. He breathed a sigh of relief because the girl was fine. Just now he was about to follow in the direction the two men left earlier. Thankfully they came back first.

“Do not worry, we are fine,” replied Keiko.

“Me and Keiko will take care of those two people. You stay here, your condition is not possible,” Andrew said as he advanced and peeked out from behind a tree.

Hiro seemed to want to argue, but Keiko first said, “Sit's here. I'll pick you up when it's safe. Don't worry, I'll be fine.”

The girl immediately grabbed Andrew by the hand and pulled him away before Hiro could hold them. Relying solely on the light from the moonlight, the two men stepped slowly, ducking past the shrubs and bushes.

“I will advance first, you stand guard from behind. Can not?” whispered Andrew slowly.

“Um. Fine.”

Krieeit ....

The sound of an open door carried by the night wind, sounded quite loud in the middle of the silence of the night. One of the gunmen at the front of the log cabin stepped in, while his companion waited outside. The man circulated his gaze warily, occasionally shone a flashlight at the end of the weapon at the neatly lined trees around the hut.

Andrew picked up a stone and threw it to the right side, causing a loud crackling sound when it hit the tree trunk.

The man in front turned his head swiftly, then highlighted the source of the voice. He looked closely watching, then slowly began to walk closer.

Andrew walked around carefully, equating his steps with the entanglement of his enemy's legs to dampen any rustling that might arise from the move. After reaching behind a thick thicket, he again picked up a fairly large stone and threw it when the gunman was looking back to call his friend.

There was an exclamation in the form of murmurs unclear from inside the cottage in response. Finally the gunman stepped forward alone while cursing. He highlighted the bushes next to Andrew and forced Andrew to lay on the ground holding his breath.

After the light of the lamp moved to the opposite side, Andrew looked up to see his opponent's position.

Real nice.

With one quick move, Andrew jumped up and ambushed his enemy from behind. He slammed the dagger into the man's neck with all his might. However, before the sharp weapon was lodged where it should be, the target was already convoluted while floating a twisting kick. The attack hit Andrew's chest in a landslide, causing him to complain and bounce a metre away. The dagger in his hand bounced off somewhere.

“Beched! Wanna frame me? Huh?!” swear the big man with shiny eyes. He then shouted to his partner in a loud voice.

In an instant, a man of no less athletic stature immediately lunged out of the hut. The man wearing the safari hat brandished his weapon with a grim face and slammed the tip into Andrew's head.

Andrew twitched to the side, scooped the ground and threw it into the man's face.

“Fuck shit!” roar the man in the hat, "I'll kill you, Son of Jal*ang!"

He rubbed his face in a panic, not expecting Andrew to make a sudden attack. However, his movements actually made the sand and dust grains that entered his eyes scratch the lining of his eyes. His roar grew louder as the pain that stung his eyes. He reached out and walked without direction, fumbling in the darkness and continuing to curse nonstop.

The other man in the army jacket immediately jumped forward and pointed his gun at Andrew's head. Unwilling to make the same mistake as his partner, the man did not put too much distance away from Andrew. His hand held the handle of the weapon firmly while mounting the horses in case Andrew suddenly attacked. In his head, he had imagined the prize he would get if he managed to bring Andrew before his boss. He can take a vacation and do whatever he wants. Oh, it's gonna be so much fun.

“Do not move, or your head will splatter everywhere,” bluff the man while grinning viciously.

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