THE MAFIA!
Chapter 157's

For a fighter, receiving an attack both brightly - bright and impromptu, certainly will not affect his negligence.

Dimitri and Jack just exchanged lyrics with a faint smile, as Billy began to run up to the two of them.

"Alright, Jack! looks like you're gonna have to help me finish my target first!" hiss Dimitri.

Jack, the man just smiled faintly. Without his best friend's words, he knows what he has to do. So as Billy and his machete get closer, Jack just dodges a little. A sharp wobble from China flashed right before his eyes. Leave a distance of two centimeters only.

Dimitri bent his body avoiding the slash of a machete that was thrown towards his neck, after failing to hit Jack.

At that moment, Jack had the opportunity to kick the nape of his leg very tightly.

But alas, instead of Billy in pain, the man was only in shock for a moment and immediately turned to Jack.

Jack showed off the sharp, pointed little knife he always carried with him.

"A weapon as small as that, won't be able to defeat my magic machete!" billy attacked again.

The two hands continued to swing, fighting Jack and Dimitri in turn. Two of Michael's men each held only two small knives. The Black Hold Clan's. They always use small arms with a million benefits and history.

Leaving his two main men behind, Michael ran into the old stadium, followed by Darrel behind him. And some of their men who have to ensure their safety

In accordance with Dimitri's information, then Michael immediately look for the player's dugout Dimitri intended.

It wasn't that easy to get to the position where Chan Lee was. The man had set up a million traps for Michael, and the men that Michael and Darrel had to kill first.

Thanks to Dimitri's reconnaissance, Michael was able to figure out the point where Billy set the trap. Until both of them can escape without even one trap.

Darrel and Michael are different directions. Michael to the right side, where Dimitri says Chan Lee is there.

While Darrel to the left side, where someone is waiting for his arrival. Both enemies know that the leaders of the Black Hold clan are looking for him.

Michael repeatedly thrust a small, gold-handled knife into the neck of Chan Lee's men. Then he pulled one of Chan Lee's men randomly. Locking the man's neck very tightly. Until Chan Lee's men sniffed because they were suffocating.

Not to mention the small knife that Michael had pointed right where the veins in the neck were pulsating. Adding a haunted impression to Chan Lee's men who saw it.

"Surge! if you all want me to forgive!" michael said threateningly by touching the tip of the knife right on the neck of Chan Lee's men.

Chan Lee's misfortune-struck men are increasingly seen out of breath. Red face, bulging eyes, until neck veins are visible.

BRAAAKKK!

The old and worn out door shattered after being in Michael's footsteps with just a single jolt.

the doorman gave up easily on Michael. Then Michael threw the body of the man he had made sandra.

And now the Mafia got into the room where Chan Lee was. There's only a lantern in there. There is no brighter light than that.

Smiling sinisterly, Michael looked at the jolted Chan Lee in shock as he watched him break the old door.

Someone was standing next to Chan Lee. It was as if protecting Chan Lee more than his life. He is the target of Jack.

"You're shocked? Michael Xavier can get here sooner than you think?" michael smiled coldly. He was still standing in the doorway. Staring fixedly at Chan Lee who stood with the samurai in his right hand.

"Hurrah!" sneer smile. "I've prepared myself more than you know, Michael Xavier! including preparing myself to win from a disgusting clan like Black Hold!" chan Lee chuckled cynically.

Michael sharpened his demonic gaze. To call the Black Hold Clan disgusting is to call himself disgusting.

"Well, what makes your wife and mother want to marry a disgusting clan leader!" continued Chan Lee. "Your beautiful wife should be my wife! Become Mrs Chan Lee! Not Michael Xavier the disgusting clan leader!"

"You're right, Ronal!" sahut Chan Lee called the man by his name.

"Shut your mouth, you son of a bitch!" michael's jolting. His blood seemed to boil got the sentences - the sentence of the lure from his opponent.

"Don't be mad, Michael!" chan Lee calmly said. "If you die in my hands, I'll take your wife home. Make him my slave! I'm sure I'm more manly in bed than you are, Michael!" continued Chan Lee. "And I assure you, your sexy wife will sigh favorably under my body! it could be that he will ask again.and.again...! ah Michael! I can't wait to taste the smooth body of a Chania Xavier!" Chan moved while closing his eyes. Imagine his enemy's wife making love to him.

The disgusting expression Chan Lee showed, was enough to make Michael take action immediately.

"Don't say much like a starving cat! you two, face me!" michael exclaimed as he took the samurai from behind his back. He raised it with both hands, breaking the air above his head. The samurai was now at his head.

"Oh yeah!" chan Lee and his men were together.

The two advance together to face Michael alone. There were some of Michael's men behind, but Michael forbade them to help. This time Michael wanted to tear out his own mouth - the disgusting mouth that had just topped it.

The tringg!

The sound of two samurai colliding into a sign of the war of two leaders has begun. Mutual samurai descendents who have won several battles.

A few moments passed, it was not yet seen who would win the samurai battle.

Michael's feet tracked the ground and then jumped into the air and spun several times. Making the Samurai in his hand slash through the air.

Michael's actions succeeded in making Chan Lee and Ronal silent fixated. Waiting for what Michael will do.

Wuush!

Unexpectedly, the tip of Samurai Michael was already pointing towards Chan Lee's neck. Chan Lee's reflexes retreated, but it was too late. The samurai tip had managed to tear Chan Lee's neck, until the man fell down.

"Master!" ronal exclaimed in shock, seeing fresh blood coming out of his boss' neck.

Michael took advantage of Chan Lee's moment that fell sitting down by continuing to intimidate using his samurai. Making Chan Lee keep retreating by dragging his butt.

Seeing his master in threat, then Ronal took out a small but long samurai. As he was about to point the samurai to Michael's back, something first managed to stick around his neck. Make it stick and tickle at the same time.

Yes, according to the initial plan Jack managed to stick his small knife right in the pulse of Ronal's neck. That man had a seizure and died at Jack's hands.

Jack came at the right time. Although Michael's five senses can sense if Ronal is moving, he feels Ronal is not a threat.

Chan Lee, meanwhile, continued to retreat until it crashed into an old wall.

"You know. I promise in my heart, I will tear the mouth of anyone who insults the Black Hold clan! And pull out the tongue of the man who insulted my wife!" hiss Michael with a demonic aura ready to take his life.

"And you know! Black Hold never forgives its enemies!"

Sriing!

The tip of Samurai Michael scratches the cheek of the Chinese Mafia. Make a small scratch, and blood flows there.

"Haha!"

Instead of asking for forgiveness, Chan Lee laughed. Making the silent room buzzed with Chan Lee's laughter.

"You don't know, Michael! there's one person who's gonna save me!" said Chan Lee. "He's an American Mafia! your Papa's enemies are such jerks! ahhhhhh!" chan Lee's laughter returned. "The Tenth Mafia's life is gone in his hands! and lastly, it's your life he's gonna take!"

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