The Life Of The Modern Consorts

5.Her Wrath!

The four men who are laughing and jeering the most lustful man among them stopped at their actions as they felt a heavy and thick killing intent covering the area.

'Strange. How many people this individual killed to have this level of killing intent?'

The leader thought to himself.

His expression changed in an instant as he noticed something, a small shadow.

"Car---!"

He didn't manage to finish his words as the most lecherous among them stumbled and then fall completely.

He focus the small flashlight in his hands...

What he saw terrified him greatly. A scream almost escape his mouth but he manage to forcefully prevent it.

But the two seeing their teammate in a pool of blood, eyes and mouth open with a hole in his left chest cannot resist the feeling of horror.

The two want to scream but didn't manage to as a small and delicate yet the force it contained is very powerful hand plunged into the left side of their chest, ending their poor little life.

The leader was scared silly by the things he saw that his tall and muscular body tremble like a lost and abandoned dog in the street.

The ruthless small figure looks to be in crazed.

Her once lovable and exquisitely beautiful face was now distorted into a pure bliss expression with some droplets of bloods staining her flawlessly white and slightly chubby cheeks.

Her lips is curled into a devilishly bewitching smile but the feeling it gives if people see it will be a pure terror. That pair of ink black eyes held nothing but pure killing emotion as she lunched into the last man who is now planning to run in the of the stairs leading into the second floor.

"Lan'er?!"

A worried voice sounded as a very beautiful woman in black nightgown opened the door.

Just a simple word yet the girl who was like a killing machine earlier, chasing the man stopped in her pursuit and stood there in daze.

Like a lost child in the vast wilderness.

However the man take this a chance to save his life from the death door.

He knows that this oncoming woman is this devil child's mother as he grab any opportunity he can hold unto, where he is best at.

How could he survive into the underworld as an important figure in a pretty huge gang without a bit of ability?

Of course he have his own merits as an elite member of a gang aside from his raw strength.

That is, he knows when to go forward and when to retreat.

Like a snake. Slithery and hard to catch.

These are the people who government want to catch the most.

Those who know how to bid their time.

Patient criminals.

Opportunists.

He grabbed the descending woman and point a gun at her head.

Now that he has a hostage.

His backbone seemed to come back.

"Approach. Or she die!!

Stay put!!"