CHASING THE PEARL OF HEAVEN

#49

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Allahumma Shalli'alaa Sayyidina Muhammad

Wa'alaa Alihii Sayyidina Muhammad

The former Marshal took off his glasses. Raden Tirto slapped Raihan Kusuma on the shoulder. The giant screen displays a grid-grid display the demolition of a secret underground house.

"I never thought, Sahrir Tanjung whom I always respect the heart to do this cruel. Gosh, so tons of shabu come from the warehouse?"

Raihan beside her smiled smirkily.

"Look, you found more stuff than meth, didn't you?"

The index point is directed at the location of the enlarged Azam, a dark room shelf - there is a drug rack. The man's horrific collection grew to include dozens of crates filled with bullets, pistols, long-barreled guns, bandic, cluritic, and, tiger fangs with skin - skin of animals that have not been cleaned and other antique objects.

"When only yesterday afternoon did I see him in the inauguration of a Marshal"

Raden took a long breath

Azam the henchman operating the screen looks very serious.

"We'll see later, how the public opinion if we can dismantle the war"

"Setting people will know at the right time"

Raihan blinked one of his eyes at Azam in reply to the snort from the man.

"Oh yeah, how's your wife, Azam?"

Raihan brought a tray of coffee after returning from the soup kitchen ten minutes ago.

"More silence when I leave"

Raihan laughing.

"Oh..so you want to say that Iqbal Aerospace's daughter is not willing if you leave, is that it?"

Azam reached for a shoulder, receiving a cup of coffee from Raihan.

"I'm not sad you're going to be the first member of my niece's force to give up your single life. Your attitude changed a lot after that"

Raden's words made Azam laugh.

"But many other bad qualities still accumulate!"

Candanya accompanied by laughter.

Azam was not offended at all.

"Slightly he helped me a lot"

"Like reducing your fear of the dark? Or bury your nightmares all this time?"

Azam was stunned for a moment.

"I think two - two"

"So she's precious to you?"

"My life is his vow"

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The semi-automatic weapon is hiding behind his gloves, will be used on standby if the QSZ-92 bullet is running out. Ah, a gun with an inverted locking system and a rotating barrel, has a capacity of 50 meters and a muzzle velocity of 1148 ft per second will certainly cheer cheer cheer cheer cheer if the bullet managed to burst on the body of Sahrir Tanjung. Azam chuckled, the thought made the nerves in his body flutter.

Azam walked settles - sinking down the deserted basemant, hiding himself from the concrete pillar of support. Body and hearing moved alertly, the sound that made Azam's index finger encapsulate his possessive Chinese-made QSZ-92.

Azam touched the button on his ear, pulled a recorder from behind the jacket and brought it closer to his lips.

"Khairul Azam__enter, ear number 5!"

Krasak - crusks there into his hearing.

"Hamzah, Basemant right 3rd floor please instruction"

"Stay alert and tighten reconnaissance on the right wing of the 2nd floor entrance. Instructions for Lukman Elhakim remain in position. Check and fill your gun with bullets, always in vain"

Azam glanced past the tail of his eyes, finding a human figure standing rigidly near the concrete support right behind him.

"Shoot where anyone tries to attack"

"Ready, go!"

Sahut Hamzah, then the connection was cut off.

"You go up to the 3rd floor, escort Hamzah and Elhakim..."

"Simanjuntak Dimas and Raden Tirta have not come to the site"

The implied code that Azam did not want to leave his father-in-law. But he even got a sharp glare.

"You think I'm a snot who needs your escort. Ride Khairul Azam, do not ignore my orders. Or this Hackler will pierce your hard head!"

"This area also needs care"

Keukeuh Azam's.

"Do you really want to hear the news that your father-in-law blew his daughter-in-law's head off?"

Azam snorted, leaving Iqbal Dirgantara without another word. Don't bother to look at it again. Then the race steps up the steps for the sake of the steps getting darker. Some of the fluorescent lights attached to the roof and walls do not work.

Hamzah was shocked when Azam patted his shoulder and pointed his gun at Azam's face.

"Oh sorry...Bang"

"I'm going up the shortcut, Raihan found a passageway that goes straight to the 9th floor"

Then his steps slid smoothly, his leather shoes did not make the slightest sound. Azam was so deft as to find a gap between the darkness. Azam focused in all directions, looking for the code that Raihan created "Silver X" the man said just now.

Azam ran - a small run in the direction he was going.

"Let's go up, do you want to see me die from suffocation?"

Ivory panting.

Azam swiftly grabbed the iron handle and tried to get inside, rather difficult. But still succeed.

"I walked through this tunnel for 20 minutes, the display was about 15 kilos a meter. Goddamnit!"

Ivory Gerricks.

"If it were that easy, we would've snatched that bastard up since dawn. Never mind, assume you're jogging!"

Azam shook his hand.

Ivory can run faster because Azam behind him, do not want to know that people are tired.

Azam removed the body of Ivory and placed his ear close to the gariz - an open line.

"We'll be out in a few seconds. 9 Floor, women's public bathroom number 4"

Ivory flicking fingers.

"Aha, of course you're poulting. You've been with a sexy woman. Aren't you?"

Azam took a deep breath, between wanting to smash Ivory's head with an iron wall.

"Shut your mouth, Raihan gave me all that information!"

"OK on..."

While checking the mouth movements in the lock.

Azam tried to open a large cover in the shape of a square. But the area is tightly locked. They have to wait. For 10 minutes waiting before Raihan finally came by breaking the door. The man of super-high Arab descent was dressed as a waiter with butterflies of rice perched on his neck.

"They were divided into groups, but I didn't see the man Sahrir Tanjung?"

Raihan whispers

"I know where Sahrir is, I'll handle it!"

Raihan.

"Come on, we gotta get out of here. Bodyguards along the hallway will always check once every hour.

"Shit...are we going to shoot again?"

Ivory squeaking.

"Too dangerous, I have something safer"

"OH MY GOD"

Ivory's squeals got weaker when he saw Azam take something out of his pocket.

"Only ordinary dope, your face should not be so baggy! What they did to me

much more evil.

Punten temen - temen, up her late...

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