Descendant Mafia

Reactivated

SORRY BANGET😭😭 FINGERPRINT DETECTOR I BROKE KAYAK😭 INSTEAD I DO NOT USE CODE PASSWORD, JUST FINGERPRINT. PANIC WEH, TODAY JUST RE-ES😭 ENTER NT, Alhamdulillah it is I can still enter, even though the time to restart because it cannot be opened😭

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Just as Revin was about to rewind his steps, his body jolted as it hit someone. He turned around and looked at the figure of the man who was looking at him sharply.

"Do it." He said with great emphasis.

Revin panics when his hands are held, he is seated right into a special chair that Revin himself does not know what the chair is.

"APART?! FREELANCING!! MY FREELAN!! WHO IS HAH!!" Jerky Revin.

Revin's head is attached to a hat-shaped object that has many hoses, his hands are injected by something to make Revin more rebellious.

"Lo injecting what into my ha!!"

"Gue .. I don't know you guys ... y'all .. siaapaa ...,"

Revin's eyes suddenly felt heavy, his vision blurred. Until his eyes darkened and closed his eyes.

Inside her consciousness.

A 5-year-old boy was being held by a black-robed man with a gold ornament on his rope. The man took the boy to a hall stage.

"Is there a party?" Ask the boy.

The hooded man opened his hood, his handsome face was seen. Galang, this time bring Revin first to his base.

In his robe of pride, Galang stared at his entire mafia. Near him stood the figure of his right hand, namely Hendrick.

"Here, I stand as your leader. Want to introduce our new member, Fillbert Revino Greyson. He is my nephew at once, the first grandson of the previous leader."

Clearly, the mafiosos were shocked to hear it. They looked at each other to make Galang smile thinly.

"We are you what toy? how about wearing a fucking clown suit?" Babe Revin.

Galang smiled, he crouched down and handed a gun-shaped weapon to Revin. Point the gun at the ceiling of the mansion.

DORR!!

"Welcome prince." Galang whispered right in Revin's left ear as the boy fell silent in shock.

The picture of Revin's childhood, Galang who always invited him to train as a mafia without the knowledge of others.

Even the science of hacking Galang taught his nephew, until the age of ten Revin had mastered the martial arts that Galang had. Many know the type of weapon and all its functions.

In fact, Galang's ingenious nature decreased to him even more beyond belief.

Until the fateful incident that occurred eight years ago, Revin again remembered it. Where his beloved uncle is dying because of their enemy.

"Reply, om ask. You destroy him before he destroys you." Before finally closing his eyes.

"NO!! HICKS ... !!"

"YAMOMURAAAA!!!"

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Elsewhere, Reynan. Aileen, Anastasia, Jingga and Anora as well as her friends even Adelio were caught by Yamamura's men. They were being tied up in each of the chairs while gazing towards Yamamura who was standing before them.

"Please!!" Reynan's touch when his body was searched by Yamamura's men.

"Have you guys got the necklace yet?" Ask Yamamura.

"Not king, he doesn't have it." Said Yamamura's men.

Yamamura frowned, he moved up and approached Reynan. Indeed, on Reynan's neck there was not at all the money necklace he was wearing.

"Hide where the necklace is!!! where's that necklace!!!" Yamamura Sentak.

Anora and her friends smiled, Yamamura was fooled. Even until this moment, the middle-aged man had yet to meet the true leader.

"He's so insane." Bisik Olive's.

"Yes, crazy rank he each thought Reynan was the leader." Brisque Dino.

Incidentally, they were sitting next to each other. So that the two can whisper to each other.

Yamamura pointed his gun at Reynan's forehead, not making Reynan shake in the slightest.

"Where did you hide the necklace?! say!!" Yamamura Sentak.

"LADER!!"

Yamamura pulled the trigger of his gun, his index finger preparing to fire Reynan's head. Reynan looked at Yamamura boldly, not the least he trembled by the bluff.

"DON'T YOU!!"

Everyone turned their heads towards Altezza, Altezza came with a tablet in his hand. He handed the tablet to Yamamura.

"WOI! DYLAN!! KOK LO CAN SURVIVE!!" Shouted Adelio not accept.

"Y-yes! lo-lo can survive that!" Reply Aileen.

Altezza looked at them with a flat gaze, as he was about to step closer. The sound of the goods being slammed is quite disturbing his hearing senses.

BRAK!!

"SI4L!! END1 THE BOY!" Yamamura's protest at Anastasia who had been quietly bowed.

Anastasia raised her face, casually looking back at Yamamura who was looking at her with emotion.

"You may have forgotten about me, Yama, I'm the sister of the notorious gangster Sulthan Bryan. You got me, sure my brother managed to attack your base, didn't he?"

They looked at Anastasia with gawking gazes, easily Anastasia untied the bond Yamamura gave her. She walked casually while removing her skirt until now she only wears black pants complete with weapons behind her skirt.

"It's not just that, he ...." With a pointed Reynan Anora looked at the haughty Yamamura.

"He's actually just your crook Yama, and the real leader. She ..."

"He was the first grandson of Marcello, the leader before Galang."

"NO WAY!!" Yamamura.

Anastasia grinned, she pressed her watch and showed a hologram. Where the photo of Marcel recently captured and also Marcel in the past.

"You don't recognize him?" Ask Anastasia.

"Isn't the old man .. the man in the picture." Inner Altezza.

"He is dead!! and him! he is Gilbert's father-in-law! not the leader of Araster!!"

"Fright!" Anastasia's strangulation made a confused look on Yamamura's face.

Anastasia turned around, she again showed the figure of Emily who was holding Revin.

"He, do you remember him?" Ask Anora.

"Harumi." Yamamura muttered doubtfully.

"No! she ... wife of Gilbert. You know Yama, everything is related. Gilbert's wife is the only daughter of MArcel."

"No, that's not possible. He's already ...."

"No mean? you're so stupid, Yama." Anastasia Sela.

Yamamura gestured for Altezza to attack Anastasia, but before that.

"Slow Yama, soon Araster will be re-enabled. Congratulations on your failure."

"No-no, no way!!"

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Galang's pride cloak was neatly attached to his body, the sword along with other weapons he had placed in the inserts of his robe.

Araster pride necklace embedded in his d4d4, his usual neat hair is now made a little messy. The sharp gaze that no one else had ever seen, was now clearly visible in his eyes.

"Are you ready, Prince?"

Instantly the man raised his face, Revin. He was a real leader. No more joking glances, just gazes full of vengeance and ambition.

"Hendrick, is everything ready? we're gonna announce who Araster's real leader is." Revin said in a low voice.

"It's prince."

Revin began to step out of his room, he walked with the attributes of the leader of Araster. As Revin was about to enter the Hall, the sound of the trumpet made all the mafiosos look at him with their heads bowed.

"GIVE A WELCOME TO PRINCE!!"

"WELCOME BACK PRINCE!!"

Revin returned their greetings, he looked at all his members. His uncle used to lead everything, but now he is the successor to the uncle.

"This is what big om wants, right? take it easy, after this I make sure. Yamamura will no longer be able to breathe." Inner Revin stared ahead with a sharp glare of eyes.

"WITH THIS, ARASTER IS RE-ENABLED!" Shouted Hendrick in a loud voice.