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Alastair's crying loudly made Davian who had just fallen asleep in the morning immediately approached the scene. Alistier calmed his brother down but still the loud cry broke out.
“Hey what's up hmm?” Davian hugged his grandfather.
“Mau brother hikss want brother Gala!!!”
“Abang Gala where hikss!!”
“Hiks home!! Brother home hikss”
“Sttt bang Gala is still busy”
“GAKKK!! Hikss ABANG GALA HOME!!”
“Why bang?” Alana asked with a panicked face and woke up to become one.
“There is a morning alarm” muttered Varez while rubbing his eyes.
“Mau same hiks bang Gala” Alastair a hiccup.
Davian was extra patient to face Alastair who was in a chatty mode like this, I don't know what makes Alastair like this that obviously no one knows.
“Young master” Arlan with sleep-deprived eyes approached him.
“Our members who are in the country xxx tell that they are suspected of conspiring for the job this time”
”save all the evidence against us. The rest is handed over to Varez” Varez said while contacting his cyber team.
“Whatever the conditions bring Galaxy and Jo home, protect our men who are there lest anyone know this thing” Davian orders.
“Five missiles are ready to be launched with coordinates in the state palace, government office and headquarters of the bjingn it” said Varez pay attention to his ipad.
Alana was confused exactly what happened she wanted to ask but was undone because feeling uncomfortable had made Gaalxy angry.
“Jo gave news, he said the hotel they live in has become the target of the authorities because someone saw that someone was on the roof of the hotel in the afternoon”
“Their satellite mess, destroy any evidence that leads to our side and Galaxy” Davian orders to Raka.
“This is actually why?” Ask Alana.
“Bawa twins back to room” Alana would not want to say his first brother's orders.
Alana brings the twins into the room, while Davian and the others together head to their specially designed workspace.
At the same time, Galaxy is muddling who sees himself up there. The hotel they visited was a hotel that was higher than the others so it was easy to shoot bullets from up there.
But naturally suspected because of its strategic place to do such a thing, Galaxy and Jo can not go anywhere because their hotel is kept very, very tight.
“Arlan tells us that we will leave the hotel around 3pm later. BBBD members have everything set up”
“Ck! I don't want to see Davian and the others but instead like this” Galaxy said with annoyance.
“President trash! Imaging makes people care for him but there is a certain purpose inside. Is he really dead?” Ask Galaxy to Josky.
“Young masters” Galaxy just remembered that their hotel is being watched and there may even be a bugging device in each of these rooms. But you can be sure in this room there is nothing but do not know that unlucky days are not on the calendar.
“Contact Davian and send me these coordinates. Launch one medium-sized missile for bluff”
“Young master? Healthy right?” Ask Josky.
“Jo, I no longer interest in kidding”
“Middle-sized missiles can destroy this one city young lord”
“Then?”
“Then?” Said Jo who didn't understand.
“Aish! Just destroy this country of trash. Ah sorry its president who trash his country is not” said Galaxy.
“Launch it according to my instructions, these coordinates where the trash is. Their location is big so it's okay to destroy. Their lives are useless to me”
“Kap.. ah well young master” Jo undoes the intention to answer Galaxy's remarks.
Galaxy stood beside the window, staring into the highway below it was very quiet because it was ordered to be banned out if the night resulted from the death of this president.
All the people mourn the loss of their president but they don't realize that their son's mastermind is missing or that their family partner has disappeared from the president. Not to demonize the presdien degree but to make this a lesson and insight for all of us.
“Unfortunately I can not crush tubhbya directly, skinning every inch of skin that is often treated using money from selling children”
“Ah is this a regret? Shouldn't I go to her funeral and kidnap her body? Then on display in front of the entrance gate to the governor?” office
“No no no should boil the meat and bones and then give it to his minions to enjoy the taste of his colleagues is not it?”
“Related indeed come at the end” muttered Galaxy shut down his evil thoughts that.
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