Kent was suffocated by Rika's attack. He had never been in this situation before, even when living with Ann Reed, she had never actively attacked him like this. A man's instincts began to push Kent to rush at Rika despite the fact that they were both on the plane. But reason didn't want him to cause any more unnecessary trouble, especially since Ronald had warned him about Rika. Kent absolutely dares not to trade off a different experience on the flight with peace and exciting journey ahead. He hurriedly touched Rika's shoulder and pushed her away. Kent said softly, "I think you've misunderstood something here."
Rika was extremely disappointed, she sat down on the chair, pretending that nothing happened. Embarrassment running down Rika's face made Kent feel a bit regretful over his words and reaction. Rika took a deep breath, gulped down the soft drink on the table, and then turned to look at Kent: “I'm sorry to have gone too far. Maybe the alcohol made me lose my tempe
Inside a large room smelling of warm wood somewhere in Tokyo, this place is designed with typical zen style interior. The room creates a synchronous correlation between the child and the surrounding nature. It makes anyone who sets foot here have a feeling of relaxation, rest and peace of mind. The light brown color of the wood and the white color of the thin fabrics bring a feeling of lightness like a layer of incense floating in the wind on a chilly day. In the midst of the quiet scene is a gentle groan, hissing through the layers of fabric on the wooden door, a glimpse of a boy is tightly entwined with two girls with half-closed and half-open kimonos. in each other's arms. Outside the corridor connecting with the miniature garden was a bloody corpse with a severed head lying unsteadily near the fake painted boulders. The crimson color from the body is like a break point for a simple rustic painting between the white snow background and the yellow light flickering in the night. Th
Business Class on the flight from New York to Osaka remained quiet. Flight attendants are like guardians guarding this area. They do not allow any passengers in the economy class to enter. Partly because the blood stains Ronald had caused on the floor had not yet been cleaned, and partly because the three pathetic men were still tied to the chair. The Head Stewardess sitting in the flight attendants area did not dare to say a word. She just quietly sent out text messages in a hurry. Her surreptitious squirming made the other flight attendants begin to feel confused. Meanwhile, both boys, Kent and Ronald, were staring at the CIA agent. He gradually woke up with a face covered in blood that from the beginning, Ronald had instructed the flight attendants to stay like that. It was always amusing to see others in pain and gore. Although Kent felt that Ronald's monstrous hobby, he had to pretend that nothing happened. Ronald waited for the agent to open his eyes, then asked him: "Why did
Memories quickly flooded into Ronald's mind like the raging waters of a great flood. Blood, tears, screams, gunfire, darkness and light… all blended together like a party of space and time. But the feeling of pain and fear once again rose up in each of Ronald's veins. It made him cringe like a child huddled in the corner of the closet to hide from Mr. Ba Be every night. The petty fragments of his mind suddenly stirred up every nook and cranny of his soul.“Why Orochi State? Its mother!” Ronald sighed, he punched the agent in the face as an unconditional reflex. He howled like a madman and Kent had to cover his mouth with a handkerchief. Ron left the place but Kent was quick to grab his hand. Right now, he needed a lifebuoy to hold onto and no one was stronger than him. Kent looked at Ron with pleading eyes, a light flashed in his head, he said: "Is there any problem between you and Orochi Gang?"As he expected, Ronald and some terrible yakuza organiz
Ronald's gaze was like a demon from hell conceived to earth to bring about terrible doom. His eyes were as cold as steel but filled with a strange, terrifying emotion that made people have to be strongly tamed. And Peter Kent now is like a Temple swordsman facing the Demon Lord to save the soul of the Chief Stewardess. Kent's rage was like a powerful fire that exploded in a flash. He gripped Ronald's wrist so tightly that Ronald felt a stinging pain even for a brief moment. Ron was quite surprised by Kent's explosive strength now. He turned to look at him and slowly released his hand. Even Kent surprised himself, he didn't expect Ron to give way. The Chief Stewardess, filled with fear, looked down at the floor of the plane. A hatch is closed by a rather hard latch. The Head Stewardess' pale lips moved into a low-frequency sound that made Kent and Ron hold their breath to listen: "In…under..."Ronald smirked, his casual smile as if nothing had happened. At this point, K
Perhaps fate has brought Kent and Katlyn to meet in a situation that is not as beautiful, nor as poetic as they both imagined. But the burning emotion inside the soul is the truth. Never had Kent been so sure of such a thing. He realized Katlyn was his destiny, the best thing for him for the last six months of his life, and he really wanted to share this brief time with her. Kent slowly got dressed and walked out of the bathroom. He immediately met the agent's unfriendly eyes. He looked at him and shook his head slightly: "You're quite comfortable in this situation, aren't you?"Kent didn't answer, he walked over to Ronald's seat and started rummaging through his bag. He was delighted when he discovered the tube of topical medication. Kent smiled as he was about to return to the flight attendant's area when suddenly a scream mixed with a silenced gun made him lose his limbs: "A!""What's going on? You've been gone for a while and you already have a problem?" The agent
Just as Ronald had expected, Rika ran to the right of the wooden crate, and as soon as she poked her head out, the muzzle of his gun was pressed directly to her temple. Ronald pressed the tip of the gun to Rika's face close enough that she could feel the lingering burn and the oddly strong smell of gunpowder. She knew that she had no other choice, so she surrendered to Ronald like an obedient prey waiting to die under the lion's claws: "Are you crazy? Did you know we're on a goddamn plane and it's carrying a bunch of goddamn possessions?"Rika's panicked look had absolutely no effect on Ronald's cool composure. He looked at her from head to toe, his eyes flickering with contempt. For the first time, Rika felt fear in the face of strangers, she did not understand why her legs became so weak that she could not stand: "Give me back Kent's bag?""He took money from Orochi Gang, so I have the right to take it back." Rika raised an eyebrow at Ronald but he purposely clenched
At the large villa in Aoyama Itchome, where the ginkgo trees are basking in the wind and snow. Hikatsu remained seated beside the door frame, his casual kimono unable to stop the cold from outside the courtyard. He didn't feel the cold at all, his eyes turned to the fake painted rocks where the yellow light was just a thin thread stretching on the ground. Hikatsu's mind was still deeply imprinted with the wounds of the past. He sighed softly, his cold, lifeless eyes blurred for a moment and then returned to their original Gang. The man in the black jacket appeared again, this time he only dared to stand from afar, crouched down and reported slowly: “Sir, Lady Rika has escaped from the Business cabin. Katlyn was killed. But it seems the item was still on the flight. He is still waiting for your next command.”“Is Katlyn dead? Find someone to replace her.” Hikatsu said coldly, he raised his hand to raise the warm cup of tea to his lips, took a small sip,
The plane started to wobble slightly as it entered the turbulent area. The entire basement compartment shook violently. Ronald had to lean on a wooden crate to stay steady. As for Rika and Kent, it's not like that. Since Kent is neither a athletic guy nor a healthy person, he was unable to keep his balance and fell on Rika's body, dragging her along with her. Anyway, Kent was a little lucky when his whole face was resting gently on Rika's round chest. His instinct told him to hold still a little longer before Rika shoved him away and gave him a fiery slap. However, Rika remained silent, Kent saw that and did not dare to move. He seemed to bury his head in her chest. It wasn't until the plane left the turbulent area and stabilized again that Ronald reminded both of them: "What game are you two playing there? Osaka is full of hotels.”When Kent heard this, he quickly sat up and sat up. He turned his face away to avoid Rika's gaze that was directed at him. Rika felt her he