Watching the hooligans run towards the door like they were running for their lives gave her a headache. She breathed deeply while scratching her glabella.
It's easy for her to say that these thugs are just like a bunch of kids. A bunch of people who were just used to bully someone who was weaker than them. If not, they will only used their tough building body to scare them or their numbers to scare them. This must be the first time they met somebody different that they used to intimidate.
Looking at her body, she really looks like a little lamb, someone that really seems harmless. She couldn't blame them for belittling her, but it still irritated her.
They're pretty lucky enough because the one who have they met is her, if it's somebody else who was also someone from the underworld. She probably just go and lit a candle to pray for their wandering soul.
While fighting them, Deneza can tell that they only work out to make those muscles for them to look tough, but in reality it was just only for show! For display! For flexing! For flaunting! They didn't even know how to fight at all! They even have a tattoo to show off. Damn it! They are able to throw a punch, but they do not have much experience. They probably know how to fight for fun, but not to fight for their lives. A fight for their own survival.
She is able to fight only thanks to the environment in which she grew up. She didn't actually learn to fight by training but by through experience. When she was younger, she was capable of fighting face to face who was taller and older than herself. She learned to fight because she needs it to survive. She needs to be strong in order to live and protect those she wants to protect. She needs to be strong so she can fight alongside her companions to avoid the same nightmare they had for others. While fighting, she also needs to use her mind to calculate every move she has taken, because even with a small error might take her life easily. This was because the people they had to fight with were also the same like them. Professionals in various fields when it comes to fighting and very ruthless, merciless who wouldn't even blink while killing. This is the life in the underworld that Leilanie knows nothing about.
But after she's reunited with her family and got her freedom from the syndicate who was responsible on her, their abduction in the past and used them to do illegal things. Her friends, whom she considered her real family, they decided to practice martial arts. They still needed that. They still needed to fight and the experience they had accumulated in the past was insufficient for their fight. They've got to know every martial arts professional. Even how to use rifles or snipers.
She looks like a petite woman, but she's got muscles underneath her clothes. Just like men, she has her own abs.
"Where the hell on earth did Leilanie get those fools?" She said out of her frustration. But if the people Leilanie hired weren't as stupid as those thugs and not simple, she's probably in serious danger. If she was at her peak, no fever, not her weakened condition. She can still fight them, but if they're armed and she's running a fever, maybe she'll die here.
But then again, looking back on what just happened, she didn't know if she should laugh or cry. She couldn't believe it! She couldn't handle being kidnapped by those dumb thugs! What the heck! She felt frustrated and dismayed at this kind of humiliation she had just suffered, but she was helpless. If anyone in the underworld knew that, She, Nine of the Hostel Family from underground were kidnapped by these foolish thugs, she would probably be humiliated!
Her fever must have something to do with it. She hasn't even noticed that someone has been following her since she left her place, and she even lowered her guard because of her high fever. She forgot to stay vigilant. That's one of big mistake that she shouldn't have done. She doesn't realize until she senses something's wrong, but it's already too late for her to avoid it when someone suddenly shows up before her and made her sniff chloroform so she'd lose consciousness. She can avoid it by not sniffing and fight back to defending herself, but because of her high fever, her justification becomes that a 3-year-old kid and accidentally enhaled it.
When Leilanie came to mind, she had a headache again. "She won't stop unless she learns the lesson." She said as she squinted her eyes, looking bored and tired.
She lay upon the table and covered her eyes with her arms.
Her fever still hasn't subsided, and because of her activities not too long ago, it appears that the fever is back because she felt her body temperature increases again. She really had no intention of beating every one of them because her body needs time to rest. She felt exhausted and her body was so heavy. But she couldn't resist beating them up because of the humiliation she felt about their kidnapping. They are nothing but amateurs that know nothing about the dark side of the world! They are just a bunch of troublemakers in society who loved to play like a villain and loved to play tough and bully who was weaker than them! But in reality they are the best example of a cannon fodder, who was the best sacrifical soldier when a dark organization from underworld carried a dangerous mission against the military soldiers or just a best example of sacrifical lamb.
She removes her arms and opened her eyes, looking at the ceiling she let out another sigh.
When suddenly, she felt a chill down her spine like any hair on her body suddenly stood up. She's really having a bad premonition. A really, really bad premonition. Her sixth sense made no mistake when her freedom was in danger.
All of a sudden, she got up and felt her heart beating so fast. The only sound she could hear from here was her heartbeat.
"What the hell?" She said with confusion on her eyes, pulling her hair.
She laid down once again and closed her eyes. She doesn't know what's going to happen, but if something actually happens. Then she will really laugh the hell out of her.
"This is too troublesome!" She said out loud while, closed eyes with open arms.