* Bang bang* The deafen sound of gun shots rang in the air. A girl holding a gun pointing towards a fat middle aged man with tattoos all over his body.
" It's better for you die." The girl spit does cold words to the man who slumped and fell to ground.
" Zacky!" A man shouted from behind, making the girl to turn around.
...
A man was standing behind the girl as he looked at the other man in front of her.
" Who is this?" The other man asked.
" Oh." The girl muttered as she grinned. " He is my personal bodygaurd.