The Young Billionaire
M16
“Only if you throw all your weapons at the door of this house and your beloved boss will I release.!” Desta tried this way so that they could at least fight with some weapons thrown in front of Febrianto's house in case there would be a shootout.
But, Desta didn't really expect that to happen.
“What fool would believe a kidnapper?” muttered Desta while thinking of another way to fight in this kind of situation.
“OK, you all throw the existing weapons as he says.!” said the man.
“But chairman, what if it's just a trap?” ask the man who shouted earlier.
“Do you guys prefer the injured Widodo boss in there?” sniped the man bravely.
“No sir.!” answer all his subordinates.
“Then do as he said earlier.!” the man's orders.
“Good sir.!” answer all his subordinates again.
Unlike Desta, all of Widodo's subordinates threw all of the weapons they brought to Febrianto's doorstep without one remaining for themselves.
“Wow, it turns out your subordinates are all good children, yes?” febrianto said.
“I no longer know what to say as the boss of those fools.!” replied Widodo who tried hard to resist his embarrassment so as not to vomit blood.
“Hehe, like this I will be easier to get rid of you all” Desta put on a scary face that scares Widodo to trembling.
“No..! To-please don't hurt me.!” said Widodo, he was very frightened by his current condition, had no money, could not fight, and coupled with subordinates like that.
So, in this kind of situation there was nothing else he could do but beg for the mercy from Desta so that he would not kill her.
“Bos, they've thrown so many weapons..! Next what will we do?” febrianto asked as he listened to the sound of a gun falling on his doorstep.
“Before that, were you okay with injuries like that? The blood is still flowing, should you not cover your wounds with cloth first?” tanya Desta saw the gunshot wound on Febrianto's shoulder.
“This is nothing, boss..! a wound like this is just like a small scratch to me.!” febrianto said while patting his chest.
“Yes already, then grab one of the weapons then check if there is a bullet or not.!” said Desta ordered Febrianto.
“Oh, don't forget to bring guarantee.!” Desta glanced at Widodo and Febrianto nodded in understanding Desta's intentions.
“From you..!” Febrianto pulled Widodo's collar and dragged him to the back of the door, holding a penknife to his neck.
“If they shoot, I will directly separate the head from your body.!” Febrianto threatened Widodo with the intention that he would tell all his subordinates not to attack.
“Ckrek..” the door was opened and Febrianto showed Widodo's head first to make sure it was safe from gunfire.
Febrianto saw so many guns scattered on his doorstep, he looked at a long-barreled weapon familiar to him.
“M16.!” Febrianto took the weapon and examined it.
“OK, this one is full, and this one is..! This one too.!” Febrianto took out several long-barreled guns and pistols along with a spare of bullets that were unexpectedly thrown at his doorstep.