Chapter 5
Pursuit.
May 2016.
Jian city paved road, kilometer 127 on unhindered track.
"Damn it! How long will the loan shark keep chasing!"
Twenty-five years old, wearing a black suit, white shirt, cursing in annoyance in a German sports car.
Cars worth two to four trillion, equipped with super-sophisticated security. The windows are made of impermeable steel glass. Then, the car body covered in marble is strong, any type of weapon attack will not be able to damage it.
The young man named Arayan Xander, tried to avoid the five cars that were chasing him behind. The cars surrounded Arayan from all directions, making it difficult for him to get out of his current situation.
He moves to the left, then the car on the right pushes him. Even if he advances, the car in front is ready to block him.
Each of them wielded a long-barreled weapon, which was ready to pierce Arayan's head. One by one the bullets continued to target the car. However, out of a hundred hot lead, none can scratch Araya's car.
A few minutes ago. Arayan and the bodyguards behind him, tried to cross the Jian city unhindered street. Ten minutes ago, when they crossed this road nothing happened, it was still safe until, finally, five minutes later. Through the rearview mirror, Arayan could see five black cars, which he didn't recognize at all, trying to catch up with his group.
Not only that, one by one the cars escorting Arayan fell on the spot, overturned and exploded at the same time.
Arayan panicked, because those who tried to chase carried weapons, in the form of long-range long barrels. Arayan recognizes the weapons and looks of each driver.
"Red Scorpion Organization!"
One time seeing Arayan already felt shaking. The young man was trying to find a safe distance from the members of the Red Scorpion, who were now after his life.
Arayan couldn't hide his sadness when he learned that the personal bodyguard he had just hired had to die in less than 24 hours.
The Red Scorpion members continued to dock, on Araya Xander's car which now no longer had a bodyguard, even so the car that Arayan had was difficult to just get through.
"Just give it up, spoiled brat! You better not think about fighting back, or your life will be at stake. Hahaha," a member of the Red Scorpion shouted from behind the car.
Arayan was not afraid of the threat. For him this was nothing new in his life, it could be said that almost every day he was in the same situation, defying death to be precise. However, Arayan always came out as the champion, even though he had to be willing to lose many of his bodyguards.
One kilometer from Arayan's current location. Someone was on a two-wheeled vehicle, fully equipped and speeding.
The distance between the motorbike and Arayan is not far. As far as the eye could see the driver could see that there were five cars speeding ahead.
Without slowing down, the Rider intended instead, to approach Arayan and the Red Scorpions.
After getting close, he unhesitatingly took out a gun from his trouser pocket. From the top of the still moving motorbike, one bullet was launched to shoot the car in front.
The windshield of the car shattered instantly, the speed could be said to be out of control. From a hundred meters away, the biker fired a second time, and made the man behind the wheel his next target.
One direct hit to the head. The driver fell and his car hit the road divider, then rolled over.
Araya who was right behind the overturned car, did his best to dodge to the other side. His driving skills and experience in dealing with situations like this make it easy for Arayan to control his car.
One car has been uprooted. Arayan looks at the biker in front of him, "Who is he?" Arayan thinks if the biker there, is a member of the Red Scorpion, but why is the direction of arrival different?
The motorcyclist continued to fire shots without pause. Until the members of the Red Scorpion realized that his existence had a bad impact.
Arayan was fascinated by his shooting style, as well as the accuracy of the motorcyclist aiming at his opponent. Without Arayan knowing it made his focus split in two.
The Red Scorpion member on the left crashed his car body, in order to immobilize Arayan. Sure enough. Arayan gets knocked over the edge. Control of the car becomes unstable.
The motorcyclist passed the shaky car, without Arayan realizing in front of him, there was a lamp. He hit him at high speed. His head banged forward and knocked him unconscious.
Now there are four cars left on the road. The Red Scorpion Members stopped their respective cars, just as the motorcyclist stopped.
One by one the Red Scorpion members got out of the car, showing a fierce and cruel face, with the aim of the motorcyclist being scared. In fact what they think is not true.
Not only fierce faces, they also have a crest, a red scorpion on the sleeves they wear. The Red Scorpion is the biggest Gangster organization in Jian city.
In its history, the Red Scorpion controlled parts of the city of Jian as well as, some of the surrounding areas. The headquarters of the RED SCORPIONS are scattered in several corners of Jian city. The number of members is also not counted.
They are known as high-profile drug dealers, assassins who are usually hired by government officials. Not only that, the higher ups of the Red Scorpion, are also known as the best God of Gambling. However, no one had seen the Chief Red Scorpion this long. His figure is very closed to the public, so that no one knows what he looks like, only members of the Red Scorpion can meet him, and even then only special members.
One member of the Red Scorpion, has issued a samurai which is indeed the mainstay of the organization's weapon.
Then, the others also took out the samurai, in order to immobilize the rats that had thwarted their mission, to kill Arayan Xander.
The motorcyclist didn't have a gun in his hand, just an ordinary pistol, he had thrown it long before. He was very confident of being able to defeat the Red Scorpion, without a weapon.
"Your guts are big too! You don't know who you're dealing with?" one of the Members asked in a loud voice.
There were about seven members of the Red Scorpion, who immediately surrounded the Motorcyclist. Their faces are fierce, their bodies are stout like steel, have Scorpion markings on their temples, as a symbol, that they are members of the Red Scorpion. However, that identity did not make the motorcycle rider in front of them run away in fear. Instead he stood casually flicking his hands.
"Ha ha ha ha." The driver laughed loudly, as if what was in front of him was only a collection of ants looking for food. So no wonder he laughed.
"You guys are just a bunch of trash humans who want to be enslaved for their lives. Really useless. Hahaha."
The motorcyclist added, laughing cheerfully. Not long after, he took off the headgear that was still covering his face.
Visible to all pairs of eyes. Her hair was flowing straight and bright red. He shook it off as the helmet slipped off his head.
One by one, the Red Scorpion Members looked at the Motorcyclist, who turned out to be a woman. Who could have guessed that?