Unbreakable Bond (Accept Me Or Die)
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Ongoing50m
Last published Mon, Apr 10, 2023
A story of a Mafia and Vampire
In the dead of the night, in a silent valley near the deep forest.
A guy was seen holding a gun while playing with the tips while another guy was pleading for mercy.
"Who sent you?" A very simple question said with a cold voice that could kill. He shivered and wish he could just disappear but at last that's just an impossible wish.
"I......pl..ease..the..ey threatened me" he said sweating.
When the cold guy heard his reply he corked his gun.
"I will tell you.....please don't kill me" he pleaded. The cold guy gave him a questioned look and he hurriedly said:
"It's Scorpion"
Immediately he said that he was shot in the head and he lay down dead.
"Gift his head to Scorpion" the cold guy said to his second in command.
"Yes boss" the guy replied.
Unknown to them an eye witnessed everything they did from the beginning to the end.
As soon as the cold guy turn around, he heard a whimper from the back of a tree. He signals to his companions and they all kept quiet. A silent whimper was heard again and two of his men move towards the source and came back dragging a girl who can barely stand with them.
"Boss I think she saw us" said on of the guys.
"Kill her" he said simply and walk away.
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