Enyong From Garong Village

Chapter 7.

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There were gunshots heard several times when the Juragan was arguing with the leader of the garong named Mr. Rohman. The coffee shopkeeper asked Mr. Rohman to release himself, his wife and worker named Yuliet, a large-bodied young man who had helped take care of his coffee garden for five years. The coffee shopkeeper also asked for the money back if they do not want to be arrested by the police to be put in prison. The offer from the coffee manager was even laughed at by Mr. Rohman and his men. When he heard the sound of laughter, one of the policemen who was suspected was the leader fired hot lead upwards to stop their laughter that sounded like they were mocking.

"Lift your hands up, don't dare to fight back if you don't want to get shot. We have to shoot if you don't listen and follow orders." shouted one of the policemen. Instead of feeling afraid, but they garong even more tightened his laughter made the policemen become more furious, they ran about to snatch the garongs, they were, both of their hands held a gun pointed forward towards a group of men in all black clothes and also the youths of responsibility who looked still ABG.

"Nyeong! run away, take your friends away from here!" shouted Mr. Rohman ordered his only child to leave the place because Mr. Rohman worried about Enyong who had not mastered the science of immunity.

Dor ... dor .. dor ...

The policemen were forced to fire bullets at Enyong and his friends who were about to escape with bags belonging to a coffee shop containing money.

"Ah ..." Enyong suddenly felt pain in his left arm, fresh blood coming out of his left upper arm. Enyong was shot.

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The policeman once again managed to shoot Enyong in the leg. Seeing that, the coffee manager immediately ran as hard as he could to chase the teenage girl who seemed to be unable to walk anymore.

"Hah ... basic suck!" jeered the coffee maker while pulling his small bag in Enyong's hand.

"Hi .. the head of the plontos! How dare you mock me!" exyong shouted trying to defend the bag.

Bug ... bugs ...

The coffee maker kicked Enyong's body several times, which is currently lying on the ground because his legs and arms were shot. "Gee ... Enyong Bah's! sony shouted when he saw Enyong was being persecuted by coffee mongers.

"That man, how dare to hurt my son." muttered Mr. Rohman with emotion looking at Enyong who was being kicked by a bald-headed middle-aged man.

"You're flogging over there help Enyong Son!" shouted Mr. Rohman ruled Sony who is currently seen fighting against one of the police members who look very mastered martial arts.

Duag ...

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The policemen fired bullets into the chests and body parts of the garrongs. However, they were made dumbfounded because the bodies of the garongs looked ordinary, no one was injured when they were very sure that the shot of their weapons was on target. "It's really strange, they're not at all good at weapons sir, even though we believe we've been aiming for it properly!" one of the police officers said to their leader who was dueling with Mr. Rohman.

"Can't you?" the young man who was dueling with Mr. Rohman stopped his attack, he retreated a few steps toward his men who had reported about the situation he saw.

"Hahaha ..have you given up!" shouted Mr. Rohman while laughing mockingly.

"That man must be the leader, we must take that man down and we can catch the others." whispered the man who had dueled Mr. Rohman to his men.

"Change...! Enyong's dying!" Suddenly there was a cry of someone stopping the laughter of Mr. Rohman.

"Hah ... shit, take Enyong away for a bite!" reply Mr. Rohman with a loud voice. Mr. Rohman finally ordered his men to retreat. However, the police officers did not want to remain silent. They took the opportunity to continue to pursue the garong who seemed to have no intention of continuing the fight because there are members now.

"Now I know his weakness, haem .. so the girl is the son of their leader." muttered the man who had dueled Mr. Rohman with a faint smile. "Pursue them, don't let them get away!" orders to the other police officers.

There was a chase until it arrived at a long bridge that connects between two villages, below which there is a river flow that is not so swift. Suddenly ....

Byur ...

The garong jumped from a fairly high bridge. "Hah .. You guys, get off fast! To them, you five of them from the west, you, you and you from the east, five from there the rest come with me, we block from there. Let's see if they can escape, heh." The man who looked very young had ordered all his men to surround the herd of garong who had instead chose to throw themselves into the river. "Let's see them!" orders again.

The policemen carefully descended from the top of the bridge, they walked half-run to where their leader had ordered them to. Their leader also came down, he jumped from the rocks to the other rocks to check the situation, where about the existence of a herd of garong that was desperate to jump from the bridge. Long enough they circled the river looking for the whereabouts of the herd of garong earlier.

"Surprisingly, this is really strange, they should have appeared here. It's been almost thirty minutes, but they haven't come out of the water yet" the police chief murmured.

"Sir Arif! Hows it? Are there any signs of the garong?" ask the police chief to a middle-aged man who turns out to be named Arif. Arif is an old friend of the coffee mogul, the young man who was called by the coffee monger to come. Mr. Arif immediately reported it to their leader who had just arrived from the city a few days ago after getting a call from an old friend.

Once heard from his subordinates about the case of the sealing, their leader who was very young but had a military strategy that was quite reliable, immediately mobilized all police members to go to the scene.