Let Go | wenga

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"Get your fucking dirty hands off her!" A shout was heard and the mafia members quickly took their guns from the table behind them. They became alert at the sudden shout.

Mr. and Mrs. Son's eyes widened in shock as they knew how much they secured the ballroom. They both looked at each other in panic.

"Shoot me if you can." Yoongi said in a teasing way as he started to run towards Wendy who's crying. She's overwhelmed.

The mafia members pulled the trigger of their gun but no bullet came out. They all felt confused and got so distracted trying to find what's wrong with their guns.

While they are at it, Seulgi showed up and made a roundhouse kick towards the mafia leader, which caught him off gaurd.

Hoseok then appeared from the front entrance, the door where Mr. and Mrs. Son were the nearest.

"Ehem.." He faked a cough, gaining the attention of Wendy's so-called parents. "You two are under arrest for breaking Wendy's heart."

He swiftly put handcuffs on their hands which they didn't notice and they tried to run away which caused them to tumble down since Hoseok only used one pair of handcuffs. One on the father and the other on on the mother. They hit their head on each other and fell unconcious.

"What? They're that easy?" Hoseok chuckled as he guarded them and looked around.

Yoongi put his jacket around Wendy. "Here. Wear this."

"T-thank you.." She whispered, still crying. She was so overwhelmed on how her friends came back to save her.

"Shhh.. Don't worry. Everything's going to be fine. I'm here." Yoongi gave Wendy a hug before proceding to the fight.

Jimin gave out jabs to the members trying to stop Seulgi from fighting with the mafia leader. He pulled a guy as he threw him to another member.

All the members fell to the floor, mainly unconcious.

"HAHAHAHA." A laugh was heard which made them feel shivers.

"You think we were not prepared for this? Sorry, but you underestimated us too much."

A big explosion opened the big door of the ballroom and more mafia members cam in with the real mafia leader in the middle walking to the ballroom.

"Let the real fight begin."