The 'grandson-in-law' gave him a once over and grinned.
"You must be the tenant. I'm Chris. I live here." Alon scoffed. This guy has some guts.
He kept talking and started to survey the house but Alon just put his hands on his hips and watched the guy. Airi remained in the shadows as she watch Alon try to defend his house. She doesn't have any business with them anyway.
Chris started to point on some places and his friends started approaching the house so Alon deliberately stretched out his leg and tripped the guy. Chris ultimately got his face shoved on the sand.
His friends stiffened as Alon laughed at him.
"Hey, that's just sand. Don't trip. Otherwise, you won't reach my house."
His pride bruised and alcohol still in his body, the guy angrily stood up and attacked him. Alon just dodged his attack and playfully ran around him.
"If you can't even beat the owner, how will you manage this estate?" he taunted him.
Airi sat down and just tapped her index finger on her knee. What is this idiot trying to do?
When the guys noticed that their 'friend' is on the losing end, the each took turns into attacking him. Some of them are already sober and were able to land some hits.
Those were hits that Alon can just endure but their numbers keep him running and moving which is now exhausting him.
When his breathing got heavy, Chris took advantage of this and jumped on him.
Alon staggered down but still managed his stance. With his labored breath, he signaled for the elderly couple to run towards the house and shut it close.
While they're worried of the young master, they also knew that their bodies are not strong enough to endure any physical activity. They walked and ran as fast as they can towards the house.
Some of Chris's friends tried to stop the old couple but the men just found themselves tripping down from some unknown and unseen blockage.
When the old couple finally reached the house, they shut it close and started towards a tower they've setup for emergency situations.
"What are you doing? You just let them get away like that?" Chris yelled as he gripped on Alon's body.
Too exhausted to struggle, Alon stopped moving and tried to get as much rest as he can. Getting ready for another brawl, he tried to focus into freeing himself but did not see another guy throwing a punch at him.
He dropped on one knee as he held his stomach in pain. Jeez. They're too many, how can he keep up?
Before he can even struggle to stand again, he found himself being pinned down on the ground.
However, he saw the guy who punch him get thrown to the ground, totally knocked out. Huh?
"No cheating." A soft voice came from the shadows.
Alon felt his head grow wide when he heard the woman speak and realized that she did not go back to the house.
"Maria, what are you doing?"
"It's Airi." she responded as she walked from the shadows, still wearing her pajamas on.
"What?"
"My name is Airi. I thought you should know." Then she stepped into the light.
"Maria or Airi. I don't care anymore. Get the hell out of here. Do you see how many they are, they will eat you alive."
"Then what are you doing? Stalling for some time? You'll be dead before your crew even arrives."
What she said is true, he's just trying to stall some time. He knew that his crew will be arriving anytime soon so he can just endure for a bit.
"And you'll end up just the same. Run back to the house now."
"No. I want to play, too." She smuggly replied and walked towards them, the gentle roll of the waves are heard as she spoke.
As the soft winds blew on her face, it showed her pretty face and her clothes hugged her body, accentuating her curves.
Some of the guys whistled and others just looked on. One of them has a different reaction, though.
"Run! Let's get out of here, now!" he's the youngest of the bunch and most probably just got dragged along with the older guys.
Airi tried to get a good look at the guy but the sky is still dark and the young man already started briskly walking to one of their motorboats.
"Stop him!" Chris ordered and two guys came dragging the young guy back to the shore.
When she got a glimpse of his face, Airi laughed. He was the same guy that hit her bike.
"Are you really this unlucky young man?" the adolescent trembled and groveled at her feet instead, rubbing his palms together and bowing in respect.
"Spare me Ma'am, I have nothing to do with these guys. They just dragged me here."
"Hey!" Chris yelled while still pinning Alon down.
"We're trying to celebrate your release from prison and you betray us like this?"
The young man turned to Chris and replied with a serious face.
"Cousin, listen to me. I'm trying to save us here. And stop pinning the guy down. She might get mad."
Chris obviously did not heed what his cousin just said and pointed at his friends to take him away from the woman.
Seeing the beautiful lady in front of him, Chris easily let go of the exhausted Alon from his grasp and walked towards the woman.
Alon struggled to stand and roared as he jumped on Chris's back, trying to grapple with him.
While his fighting stance looked good, Airi noticed that it's not enough to overpower the number of opponents he's facing now.
With his body fully exhausted, he got kicked down again and the others jumped in and kicked him as well.
Those guys, though, suffered the same fate as the one knocked out unconscious amongst them. They did not even notice it as everything was fast but they did hear her say again.
"I said no cheating." she stretched her hands up showing a bit of her toned abdomen.
The guy Chris's lustful desire overtook him again and he continued walking towards the woman. Alon just roared his anger in his helplessness.
"I told you to run." he did not notice a tear escape his eyes.
Not that he felt anything for her. It's just that he felt frustrated not being able to protect his guest.
He should've trained. He should've sent for the emergency lights instead of making her wait here.
What would her family feel if she becomes dishonored? Alon gripped on the sand in fury as he felt his body being held down on the sand.
On the other hand, Chris's hand is now reaching out to the beautiful woman in front of him. Just a few more steps and she's already on his reach.
The woman stepped forward as if to meet him. She also reach out her hand meeting his.
But instead of clasping her hand with his, she gripped it tightly and bent it backwards.