Chapter 57

Denril Bow is known for it's tranquility and peacefulness attributable to the way that most clique individuals didn't exactly visit the area, it filled in as home to the delicate and defeatists, thickly populated by females, the female were viewed to as the delicate while the couple of guys remaining around there are by and large viewed as weaklings. Switch was the harmony and quietness case on that specific day when a shot was heard out so everyone can see, after the gunfire some of them that had sufficient boldness figured out how to peep through their windows and saw a white transport loaded up with equipped men who were clearly clique individuals, things deteriorated when they saw the appearance of certain folks in their welcome coat and green beret, at that point they realized inconvenience has fallen upon their area. Host's eyes was red, his pulse could be heard boisterously in the calm house. He gazed at her face again and kissed her on the once and for all before he dropped