Mafia Boss Fall in Love
Season 2: Wild Racing
Alio is now wearing a white shirt with black jeans. He was about to go to an Arena to take part in a wild race. It felt like for a very long time he had not measured the trajectory with a limit speed above average.
The man had a mini gun in his pants pocket, he was on guard for safety.
The invisible enemy could attack him whenever and wherever he was.
“Where are you going, Alio?”
Ziko who was enjoying a meal in the middle of the night also saw the man was very well dressed was curious.
“I'll go to the Race Course, Dad. It has been a long time not to bring my beloved car there to do a test,” replied Alio smiling sweetly staring at Ziko.
“You better not go, Alio. Father's hunch is not good,” reply Ziko honestly.
“I can take care of myself, Father.”
“Dad doesn't want you why, Alio.”
“Take it easy, Dad. I'm not a kid anymore.”
Somehow a bad feeling haunted Ziko, from when she felt uneasy. I don't know what's gonna happen. He hopes everything will be fine. Alio defied his ban, he was still glaring to go to the Race Course.
He stared at Alio's departure until it disappeared from his sight.
Alio opened the cover of his sports car, the man stroked the slender part of his car with a smile on his face.
“You have not been taken for a long time, it is time you have to go down to the Arena to silence those who doubt you.”
The man dipped his car parts, then he immediately got into it and started the engine.
The car drove up the Mansion grounds, splitting the road towards the urban highway at high speed.
The location of the Mansion is a little far from the urban area, even around the luxurious Mansion there are only forests. There was no home or source of life there.
Alio raised the gas at an above-average speed to get to the Race Course soon. He looked at the clock that showed twelve o'clock at night past five minutes, he only had five minutes to get to the Arena.
Arriving at the Arena, Alio stepped on the brakes firmly until the rear tire of the car twisted leaving a mark on the Arena.
“Are you ready to fight me, Brother?”
A man with a characteristic brown skin mature, his body slightly fat, brewokan, and his face looks sangar patted Alio's shoulders slowly.
“I am always ready to fight you, Mr.”
“Where’s your woman?” joi asked Alio with a big smile.
“I don’t have a woman, Mr.”
“Alright, let’s go!”
Joi smilingly looked at Alio, then all of them immediately got into their respective cars as the race was about to start in a matter of seconds.
Some sports cars have been neatly arranged, they have all started the engine and heated the car. Some men stared at each other from the car window with slanted smiles, believing in their abilities.
One
Two
Three
Gos!
Alio stepped on the gas pedal to the limit until the car he was driving held the leading position, he beat four cars behind him, the car was very fast at an above average speed.
The ability of his sports car is no longer in doubt. Because he believes that the car can give the best for him.
When a yellow sports car passed through it made the man hot until he finally lowered the gas and stuck it back at a very high speed, even beyond average ability.
All who watched became pounding watched the two sports cars in the leading position until finally the car driven by Alio hit the yellow sports car in front of him.
Brakk!