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Kandas' plan because of Zahwa

Night Club.

"Hey, what's your name, I want you to give that guy a drink, look! I'll give you a lot of money." Persuade Fathir to the girl of the night sitting beside him, and point at someone a target that he will eliminate tonight.

"How much do you dare to pay?" Ask the lady that night.

"Whatever you want I'll give you." Fathir replied casually and coldly, without staring at the woman in the least.

"A house?" The woman's joke was like a joke, with a small laugh.

"Again, I'll give you 10 minutes."

Fathir Oun leaned his body on the sofa and closed his eyes, inhaling deep cigarette smoke and swallowing it, his heart was very upset and irritated, because Shaina really had moved away from him.

"What a joking master, heh.where there is only to drugging someone the master dares to pay for a house." The woman said in disbelief.

"You just do it, all right.......It's DP."

Fathir took out 10 pieces of money from his small bag.

"Huh? all right, well, sir." The woman took the money she was spending, then she watched the man, and took the same drink as the man.

"I'm going, let me accompany." The woman was having a pampered skin next to Fathir's target.

"Hmm." The man kissed the woman's cheek, the woman's chance, she took the man's drinking water and exchanged it for his own.

"Let's make a toast.

Cessss

The man drank his drink.

"Let's sir, we move places." Before the man fainted, the woman took him out. This is beyond the rule of Fathir, it turns out that the woman has the initiative.

Hap

Fathir embraces a man who already looks stoned.

"You go inside, tomorrow I'll be here again." The woman also believes, if not returned, he already dpat 1 million DP from Fathir.

Fathir's taking men away to the outside of town.

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"Where am I? oooh, my head hurts so much." A middle-aged man was seen grimacing while holding his dizzy head.

"Hmmm, are you awake? good, so you can feel what I'm feeling right now." Fathir said while holding a weapon in his hand.

"You rich people, of course, can buy anything, including any woman you want." Fathir said, his face was flat and looking cold.

"Whatdoyouwant? if you want the money I'll give you, but please let me go!" Please the man who has been tied to his two hands.

"Heh, you can indeed pay, but you certainly won't be able to heal someone's heart right?" Fathir again.

"I don't know what you mean, sir, how much you want, I'll give it."

Say that guy again.

"No, I don't need money, I just need your life to earn money."

Fathir pointed a weapon at the old man's head.

"Although sir, please, I still have the daughter of your wife, please, what about them?"

Deg

Fathir's heart trembled when he heard the word child. He remembered Zahwa. Moments speechless.

"No! I don't care about that, I don't have anyone." Her speech.

"Sir please.kasian my little boy, who will feed him, I have a 2-month-old baby, we just got a gift after waiting 10 years to get married." Say that guy again.

This time Zahwa's face was present in her eye sack, as if her little girl was saying

jangaaaan.

Fathir dropped his gun which he had been holding tightly.

"Sir, have mercy on us" said the man again.

Salman who saw the scene was stubborn, even though he was a street thug, but he never really killed people.

"Why were you at the club that night?" Ask Fathir.

"We had an appointment with my business partner, he told me to wait, I actually stopped at the nightclub a year ago when my wife was about to get pregnant. Master help me." Whine the guy again.

"Well, I'll keep eliminating you, but there's one request I'll give you that might save your life but not your body.

"????" The man looked confused

This time he saw Zahwa's laughter in his eyes.

SERIATE....