Her back slammed into the brick wall and she looked at the person holding her, it was a bald man with a weird moustache dressed in a leather jacket and trousers, behind him were two more men dresses in same attire but had a mop of black hair on their head which look tousled.
On the left side of their neck rested a tattoo of a cobra .
These men were members of the black Cobra, Anne assumed their leader must have sent them to fetch her.
“Hey there darling…. Going somewhere?” As soon as the bald man opened his mouth, Anne wrinkled her nose at his breath, he definitely had a lot of drink.
She could bet they were slightly drunk but still sober.
At least sober enough to keep a strong grip on her.
“Let go off me right now” Anne’s voice came out cold and not as bright as it had been when she spoke with the bartender earlier.
The bald man burst into laughter and the men behind him followed suite, they sounded like they were laughing to a joke she didn’t understand.
The bald man turned to the men behind him ,still laughing at her.
“This cute thing is trying to act tough” He turned to look at her again as his laughter slowly dies out.
“It’s cute though but I’ll prefer you zip that little mouth of yours and cooperate. Our boss doesn’t take kindly to pretty things that try to talk back” He lifted his white tee he was wearing beneath the leather jacket, it revealed a gun.
Anne’s eyes slowly traveled down till her gaze rested on the gun.
She looked back up at him and exhaled slowly.
She couldn’t believe she really had to do this now.
The bald man mistook her sigh for submission and thought she had decided to obey , he decides to loosen his grip on her arm.
As soon as he does that, Anne raises her knee up with so much force that it collides with his groin.
The force was so much Anne was sure she heard something crack.
The impact made the man instantly place both hands on his groin, he toppled over groaning and grunting in pain throwing around curses at Anne.
At least he won’t give birth to more copies of himself.
She thought to herself.
“You little…. Arghh… Shit!…. SHIT!!”
Seeing the bald man kicked down by Anne, the other men lunged at her at the same time.
Anne was already trained by the gang she worked for , so fighting this men was just a pass time for her.
She sends a strong kick into the knee of one of the men approaching her and he fell on the knee yelling in pain.
As soon as she turned to face the last one , he pulled out a knife swinging it at her recklessly.
She dodged all his attacks and punches him hard in the face, his nose cracked and trails of blood flowed down the nostril and to his upper lip.
He grunted in pain cradling his broken nose and stared at her with so much fury.
As she’s about to attack again, an arm clamps hard around her neck, she realizes it’s the bald man.She stomped hard on his foot.
As his grip loosened for a split second due to the pain, she took hold of his arm, turned into him, and used his forward momentum to throw him over her shoulder.
He slammed onto the concrete with a painful grunt.
The man with the knife didn’t give her again space to catch a breath.
He flung the knife aiming for her neck but she disarmed him and sent a hard chop into his windpipe.
He fell to his knees wheezing and choking with a red face.
For the last man who limped on his leg because of her hard kick, she spun and sent a kick to his head.
He dropped on the floor with a loud thud.
She had successfully knocked him out.
Anne stared at all three men and a small smirk appeared on her lips.
She softly clapped off imaginary dust and walks out of the dark alley.
She had knocked out three buffed up men but she had done it in a red dress and black heels, well the slit at the front was really helpful.
She felt iconic at the moment because she didn’t cause any damage to the dress or her red lipstick.
Yeah she’s definitely a badass….
Anneliese wasn’t sure where to find this Mr. Daemon now if he had truly left the VVIP section, she had planned to search around for him before he’s long gone but those thugs had delayed her and ruined her plans.
She stopped herself from going back to punch their faces till they had no teeth left.
She was suddenly furious.
Mr. Daemon must have gotten tips about her searching for him and it would make her mission ten times difficult than it already was.
But who really was he?.
He’s not Mafia lord but she knew his name could instill fear in the heart of any man.
In the dark alley she just walked out off, a strange figure stood with gleaming silver orbs and a cruel smirk.
He stared at the three bodies then walked towards the bald man who was still groaning in pain.
He stepped on his face, and stared down on him with a condescending look.
The smirk slowly turned into a thin line.
“What a shame…. You got beaten down by a woman. I really wonder why your boss keeps you around if you’re this useless. Even the trash in that dumpster has better use than you. At least it can be recycled”.
He took his shoe a few inches above his head, the bald man’s eyes widened for a short second before the sole of the shoe came down really hard on his head.
Instantly, he grew silent and a pool of blood slowly formed around his head.