Capítulo 115: Chapter 115: Intimidation

"Fuck… I knew it."

With the sound of tires still skidding on the hard pavement; whistling in the air over and over again as more and more people surrounded them, Hannah's eyes were just focused on one person-- the cyclist that she had arrested earlier.

The dubious-looking people had guns and knives in their hands. There were also those, however, that was only cracking their knuckles and stretching their bodies-- and they were the ones who looked completely confident; smirking, smiling, licking their lips, or otherwise just plain chuckling as they just stared at Hannah and the group.

It wasn't until the last person stepped out of the car that they started to move, all making way for him. The man's ponytail swung in the air as he confidently walked through the crowd of gangsters; the gold chain around his neck, almost as eye-catching as the flower-printed shirt he was wearing.