Siren Song Chapter 114

Published at 17th of August 2019 10:04:50 AM Chapter 114

Liang Jian Amal eyed the wound too see it was an unconerning graze . He tied a rag around the wound listening, he glanced to the side making sure his gun was still leaning against the wall at the ready . He would get through this alive, Chang was waiting for him .

After making a makeshift bandage to staunch the blood flow he brought it back to his hands listening to the sounds of the men leaving the area before rising to leave .

Liang Jian Amal made his way to the door way and saw a small metal object roll into the room from the window . Instinctively he threw in his body away from the object trying to avoid the blast . Instead of the explosion he expected there was a blinding flash and a booming that sealed everything in silence, except for the ringing .
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As the world spun and tilted around him Liang Jian Amal mechanically tried to get to his knees, using the flat surface as an anchor . The rapid shifting of his vision made him feel like he needed to vacate his already empty stomach .

'I need to get up . I can't stay down like this . '

He pictured her in his mind trying to block out the addelment . In his almost soundless bubble he didn't hear the men line up beside him . One pulled out a long curved knife, intent on taking revenge for his fallen comrades .

He stuck the long knife into Liang Jian Amal's calf where it had already been shot . The piercing pain shot through him like lightening . Reflexively he started to point his weapon to the cause of the pain, only to have it fly out of his hands as the man kicked it away .

The larger burlier man grabbed him by the front of his shirt, screaming something to his face as he wielded his bloodied knife . Liang Jian Amal tried to work his fingers to the back of his belt where his ari b'lailah was seeing the knife near his throat .

The man holding him turned to something behind him before dropping Liang Jian Amal and walking away from him with a black look on his face . When the man moved away he could see that his eldest uncle stood behind the man looking down on him .

Mamud Ilyas al- Hassan looked down at the younger man on his knees in front of him as if he was a disgusting insect . His lips slightly curled with disdain . His lips moved but Liang Jian Amal could only heat the faint echoes of his voice but not the words themselves .

"You look just like my late little sister, and you're just as foolish as her too . You should have kept your nose out of this . You bear the name "Liang" not "al-Hassan . "

"Though I'm sure you might just have value to me at the moment due to the circumstances being what they are . Take him, I want him alive when I present him to Ya Abi . "

Two of the men grabbed his arms and dragged him out . Liang Jian Amal tried to resist and reach for the knife in his belt but was met with a hard cuffing to his already ringing ear . The hard blow intensified his already distorted equilibrium, leaving him barely even able to hold on to consciousness .

"No . " He gritted his teeth fighting to stay conscious and become coherent .

"Find out if we have any vehicles left, we're leaving now . " Mamud Ilyas al- Hassan commanded one of the men not restraining him .

As the man stepped into the light of the courtyard his head erupted in a red mist and dropped to the ground like a puppet whose strings had been cut .

Chapter end

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