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Survival Teachings From My Mafia Mate

Ahio Isme, an awkward which full a problematic girl meets the cruel mafia werewolf named Darius Acier Hanserheard. Darius's sense of smell is bad so he has difficulty finding his mate. This was a small blemish throughout Darius's luxurious, great and great and flawless career. How could it not be, Darius can hypnotize other people into artificial dimensions at will. No one can be free except by Darius' will. The head of the mafia embezzles money, oppresses small people for profit, and does not hesitate to hypnotize people to become victims of big business projects or kill them. "Even though I have a bad sense of smell, you smell good and I like it." Darius watched Ahio study it until the girl felt like she was being skinned alive. A cruel mafia leader clicked Tongue. "You have to be ready to be worthy of standing next to me. You are special, a great indigo human if you receive the right lessons. Let me make you fly following your desires, my baby girl."

Myboo_Victim · Fantasi
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95 Chs

Chapter 54 I Teach You

The memory of Ahio's horrific death and torture is still warm, always haunting the a brain.

The shaman arrived with some food, a spoonful of chicken porridge arrived in front of the mouth of the angel of death. "Open your mouth."

"Tsk, your commanding tone doesn't mean to help. You-"

Ahio was shocked and reflexively vomited food in response to the rude shaman feeding the angel of death.

"The porridge is still hot, Fathur. Be a gentleman." Jarvas approached to take care of Ahio's food. For Jarvas, Fathur cannot be relied on. He intended to seize food in a shaman's hands.

Streghhh....

"I'm still hungry." Lian held Jarvas' hand.

The man sighed, before the end continued to feed the princess. The angel of life glanced at Ahio. Only through eye contact can all of Lian's feelings be conveyed.

This is what is in the heart of the angel of life.

'You deserve it, you killed many people and this is just retribution in this world, not yet in the afterlife.'

Ahio was busy blowing on her tongue so felt cool again. She looked down deeply.

"I don't want to eat. I'm full. I'll eat later tonight."

Fathur returned the porridge bowl to its original place then grabbed Ahio's arm to follow him out through the hallway filled with multi-colored lights.

Lian ignored about that while Jarvas stared until Ahio and Fathur were out of sight.

"Seriously, I want to help Ahio."

"No need, she's just receiving life lessons."

"What is she doing?"

"Killing people to bring Darius back to life."

Jarvas continued to silently feed Lian. Great disappointment in his eyes.

Along the way Ahio looked down, angel of death's face pale and gloomy.

Brakhhhh!

Ahio was cornered against the wall.

Brakhhhh!

Fathur punched Ahio's side wall. The body of the angel of death was petrified. Breath suddenly stops, lungs stop working.

"Are you sorry? I once taught you, dictated to you, told you to kill many people? Or perform conspicuous actions?"

Ahio was silent, guilt surged through her stomach. Now, a Stomach felt like it was being pressed so hard that she wanted to vomit.

But Ahio was silent, the corners of her eyes dripping with clear, salty water.

"Answer Ahio Isme."

Ahio's teary eyes melted clear crystal water.

"Yes."

Fathur stepped back to give Ahio room to breathe. "Listen to this, if you need to kill people, try to hit the target, you don't need to do unnecessary actions."

Ahio looked up, tears dripping down her face.

"You mean?"

"My words are clear, and you can't be too stupid."

Ahio looked away.

Criuckhhh...

The angel of death clutched a Stomach and looked down deeper. She was completely embarrassed, her self-esteem not only felt like she had been trampled on by Darius, but she had fallen into the abyss.

Self-esteem plummets to its lowest point.

The angel of death looked up and swung her feet deeper into the hallway until came to another room.

Fathur did not stop her but followed Ahio behind her until the angel of death arrived look a small roar.

Smoke billowed but did not fill the room or make the view blurry.

Lucifer's devil form smiled mockingly at Ahio then disappeared.

Ahio's tears flowed remembering her devil-like behavior in the last few days.

"No wonder he's happy, he succeeded."

Ahio went deeper planned to lock himself up. "Hey, what's up?"

The angel of death cried silently. As best he could, Ahio didn't sobbed for loud. "I'm hungry. The food menu that was delivered didn't suit my appetite. Can I request spicy fried noodles with full toppings?"

Ell smiled faintly, "Do you want rice?"

"Yeah, a side dish without rice isn't a meal event."

Ell nodded. He went into a room and Ahio went deeper into the 'house', she was a little awkward, studying the room's furniture.

Behind Ahio, Fathur's face flatly moves on to leave. 'See the lesson in your attitude, Ahio.'

Fathur left carrying a large pile of resentment.

***

Lian was in a big car, beside her Jarvas was driving, focused on the road.

Angel of Life got out of the car, the door was not opened by Jarvas but that was not a problem. The girl hurriedly entered the house, she had mixed feelings, of the many feelings that emerged, worry and fear dominated.

"Who are you?"

Lian pushed her way through a group of bodyguards she knew. Before that, they used to obey Lian, call her Miss, and be respectful. Now They don't even know about Lian.

"Sorry Miss..."

The bodyguard followed and wanted to attract the angel of life.

Plaque!

Bughhhhkhh!

Jarvas hit a bodyguard's vital point on the nape of the neck then continued following the steps of the sole heir.

Two of Bodyguard already lay.

"Go, copycat!"

Lian came face to face with her daddy who came out of the large, luxurious door followed by Mrs. Zebua. Beside the parents there was a woman with the same face as Lian.

"Daddy..."

A knife shot almost at Lian's face, it was right on target and went fast, luckily it didn't touch because Jarvas brushed it off first.

Lian turned only to find a sturdy and burly bodyguard.

"Lucifer." Angel of life thought.

Girl sighed. Jarvas arrived beside the sole heir. "Let's withdraw first."

"Um, but I want take to act a little."

"You're too reckless."

Different on the mouth and on the heart, Jarvas took the offensive stance. Taking the stick from his formal coat pocket, he swings a stick and that thing is lengthwise. The tip of a stick sticks out a sharp blade. The feature turns into a spear.

Jarvas charged at Lucifer, and when a devil's deadly fist almost hit his chest, Jarvas' staff rested on the ground, planted firmly and firmly, Jarvas jumped up.

Somersault feet up and head down. A deformed stick sticks out to the side of a bodyguard's head and then...

CRASKKHHHH!

The sharp tip of the spear penetrated a bodyguard's head, blood spurted out onto Jarvas' face, he pulled out the sharp blade and moved super fast, plunging a knife into Bodyguard's vital organs more and more.

STRAPHHH!

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