CHASING THE PEARL OF HEAVEN

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Allahumma Shalli 'alaa Sayyidina Muhammad

Wa'alaa Alihi Sayyidina Muhammad

At the corner Raihan signaled that there were people on guard. Azam and Ivory advanced.

"Hey, did you see anything there__?"

"OUGHS"

The man in black fell to the floor after crashing his nape on Raihan. Other friends in the Ivory clean easily

"Where is the room that Sahrir occupies?"

Azam walked quickly to prepare the syringe on his right hand.

Reihan put up his earcrer.

"233, each transaction has a different number"

Azam glanced at his analogue clock.

"How tight is the guard there? And what if you count!"

"You should be that part of them if you want to be allowed in, 150 people I think"

"Ok, we have 15 minutes"

Azam put his index finger on his lips, raised his hand and stepped. Reihan and Ivory followed closely.

"But your gun!"

His whisper was rude to the guard. Azam would not let his prisoner move his neck for a moment when he injected drugs. A few seconds later the guard collapsed on the floor.

They move to room 223, Azam taking aim with his sizeable lens. The sound of the speed of the small object shot - fast slaughtered 10 people along the hallway. Azam clenched in, three guns pointed. Bodyguard - their bodyguard who was large enough to attack, but Azam was more alert to operate his new gun.

"Sit's quiet on the spot, if you don't want your heads blown up!"

Azam drew near to the back of the bodies of those who were sculpting.

"Shorten up and take them, but remember not to cause a fuss. Hurry back"

Raihan nodded briefly, executing Azam's orders meticulously.

Then Raihan and Ivory left Azam alone to clear up various kinds of evidence. The man neutralized his mind, thinking sharply to look for a search so as not to face off against the many people who would exhaust his energy. He finally poked out the window using a folding knife, installing rock climbing equipment deftly. Azam is now treading the 23rd floor, preparing to go up several floors and then shifted to find the existence of Sahrir Tanjung.

Azam anchored the end of the hook on the surface of the balcony of the 25th floor, the danger accompanied his desperate action. Azam crawled fast. Fortunately Azam landed in a good area, he immediately pushed the trigger towards the window . Two bullet blasts made the window glass hamcur headed - pieces. Destroyed was Sahrir Tanjung's stronghold that night.

Finding the man sitting quietly, was irritating. Azam thoughtlessly lunged forward.

"I'm gonna kill you"

Hiss Azam, pressing the muzzle of the gun to the sahrir Tanjung pilipis.

"Humans like you should be sure to die soon, hell will welcome you with joy!"

Sahrir observes a beauty in the resistance of the man who bullies him. A polite but deadly threat.

"You must be Iqbal Dirgantara's son-in-law, right?"

Azam did not answer, his breath hunting.

"Stand up!"

Sahrir stood by Azam's orders. Putting his gin glass on the table while pointing towards the Laptop in front of him. Where there are images of the movement of G30RM members in CCTV.

"It's good to finally meet you, Khairul Azam. Clever and rigid intelligence. Just like your disgusting father-in-law"

Sahrir's head was blown away by the pressure of Azam's pistol.

"Shut your mouth, don't make any more noise"

"Dare - how dare you little gibberish!!!"

"You feel great, don't you because you've managed to unravel all my secrets? Are you satisfied to see the real Sahrir Tanjung? Who hides behind the mask of honor! Which life is filled only with goodness and wisdom? And now you're content to see him as a demon?"

Azam laughed dryly.

"Unfortunately you must hear my answer no! I'm not at all satisfied that just looking at you as the embodiment of the devil, I'd rather be satisfied that you're cut off in my hands and see all your rotten people, you rancid bastard!"

Licking Azam's teeth sounds harsh.

"How dare you devise a plan to harm my wife and her family!"

"Oh.I get it. The Aergantara has found a pet dog to look after his family"

Azam smashed Sahrir in the face with his elbow, the man fell.

"Who do you think you are, huh? Just that kid from kiyai! Without a clear origin. When you're picked up from the trash, who knows?"

The hardship was sharp, with no intention of concealing his hatred.

Azam was stunned, his neck wriggling loudly. An intense sting arrived - suddenly draining his nerves. Damn, why does it usually appear in such a state!?Azam involuntarily loosened his gun, the pain felt different from before. Because it came together with a foreign echo sound that came out of nowhere.

I should've killed you a long time ago, you stupid boy...

What have you done, Huh?

You accepted that match that should be my right....

Damn, you're not my sister

Get out of the way and go for long...

Azam's ears buzzed - buzzing, his head felt on the two sides. Stopit! The voices disturbed him. Azam earrings a gun to the floor, the Glock-17 was destroyed with bullets scattered.

Sahrir laughed cynically as the sound of the helicopter roar picked up his hearing. The man quickly stood by the window as the roar of the helicopter approached.

Azam pecked, his breath gasping. His sweat soaked his neck and t-shirt. His hands clenched on each side of his body watching Sahrir escape. Azam cursed himself because his body was locked.

"You are really weak!"

Sahrir's last words before the helicopter went off.

Azam looked up at the sky - the sky, the lights above him were dazzling. Like a glare that darkens and slams. His entire body was aching from the sounds of his subconscious. He then activated the emergency call earcreat.

"Send me Hawk right now!"

Azam called Lettu Pandjaitan's assistant. His voice sounded less focused, but he had to keep chasing Sahrir. I don't think the conflict will end just like that.

"It's far more important than anything, quickly send Hawk now on the top floor. Come on, in 10 minutes"

Almost 15 minutes, Hawk finally arrived.Tanpak Cristian as the main pilot. Because the fuselage was too large, Cris was forced to extend a ladder. Azam took a swipe - a swipe to jump. Right after the blow he can reach the stairs and follow it with agility. Then join Cris in the cockpit.

Azam replaced Cris, who is now the co-pilot, flying to find the EMB-322 gliding in the air with him. Seen Iqbal Dirgantara using airway-ESG glasses and through the clouds - dark clouds.

falcons

"I saw the P2-ANW desault and the SX-300 swinging in the distance"

Azam tries to establish communication with Dirga.

"I'm chasing after the swimngen and you're following the falcon and keeping in touch with me"

Dirga's orders, seeing Hawk's body passing through him without excuse. Oh, that Azam was looking to die.

"When are we going to follow them?"

Cris asked for the 4th time since airing 1 hour ago

"Until they decide to fight on land"

The Sahut Azam cannot be shaken.

Semaki is clearly the puzzle unfolded....

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