Jams

the chapter up 48

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"Repot is also Ray's job. Macem stuff does he use busy roof nadah house? Okay, leak here and there. Are robots busy mopping, Mar?"

"He's jeans, Han. Jins generally ngedrive soulator, there is also a local work in the nest field. Ray was put to sleep on his queen's headstone. She killed queen Reinita, but your queen is only erased from your memory if murdered, while I ma Deti can still see Reinita."

"Who wrought this can, Cell?"

"Mbak Enik same Olive. It was a long time ago. The jins wars. Ray helped me with narcissistic war, and also World War Five. Beres in that mess, relapsing again in this era of multcelium. Hadeeh the mutants are still parachutes, Han."

"The jerk's dlang was the key time. He can enter space-time khan? That's why I'm hot."

"He's one of the intelligence officers in the Finalhunt group. Complete tools. If Epsi is in his hands, Inetri, Fanam, our community is doomsday Brother."

"That's not going to happen again."

"Emang ever happened?" ask Jihan, enthusiastically.

"Fanam fur bang, paralyzed as the content. Top Qarrat is a plan. The clone is alive, but it's sealed. This Jhid who nyimpen Black Soul. I don't know where else, he's simple."

"Temen lo it said author, jeans Bang Scope."

"Valid's. Is he the one who created, use the Asma Mbak Liner."

"Ehh.. What's Epsi?" look at Jihan on Marcel's stomach.

"Well," said Marcel, he found his stomach encircled by a laser. "Nooh. Elo too, Han."

"Ehhh.."

"Yes. Deti also Brother."

Deti raised two hands, looking at his waist.

"Duh Luna diem. The sign.. He's been gone since, '" Marcel said.

The girls' bellies are strung by a red thread, Al Hood's heirloom. The owner was sitting quietly biting the apple.

The body of the hood boy was already a little transparent they saw. Just as Jihan approached, Marcel and Deti's bodies were taken away.

The set! The set!

The wuutts! Jihan was pulled from where she stood.

"Go to ma.. naaa!!" jehan shouted along with his exact pace of bullets. "Berhen.tiii!!"

"Yes..aaa!!!" Marcels.

"Yahoo!!!" Deti.

The sat! A sit! The set!

Epsi took his hostage down and through the forest. The bodies of the three girls were made transparent, smooth exactly ghosts so they were light and anti-mash with wood entering. It was close to the speed of sound, 340 meters per second.

The wuutts! The set! The set!!

They looked like they were racing, Jihan was leading. While Marcel is a little ahead of Deti. They darted as high as a refrigerator or cupboard over the wilderness.

The set! Jihan penetrates the grass-roofed house.

The wuutts! Marcel entered the building.

The wuutts..! The new deti came a second later.

THE SAT! SIT! THE SET!

The three 'ghosts' stopped, floating in midair after two minutes of darting.

To be precise, they were taken to a concentration camp, the Minion main square, where heli and prototype cars were parked.

Krrta! The grrrth! Drrr!

Their bodies are dimensioned again, it looks real alias so solid.

Slowly they are taken down, Jihan looks around her, imitates Marcel and is cheated by Deti. All three are still held by Epsi.

Their eyes swept around the surroundings.

"Whose headquarters? Ex-fisherman, that pasus in the woods?" open Jihan, I don't know who she's asking.

"Nih camp Minion 41, a sub-central in West Java. Luna started hunting for her kayak, "the response was Marcel positioning Arc Electric forward, as soon as the scope lights on his rifle flickered.

"Akhs! Hiiy..!"

Dzying! Dzying..!

Marcel shot a mutant hand near Deti's leg.

Bwuush..! The meat burned.

"Ihh, what the hell is that, brother? Put the skin aside," Deti commented behind Jihan, the corpse she saw still moving, the back of a Stegosaurus-finned mutant, twitching.

Vichin-glikh..! Pull Marcel for the bullet.

The dzaang!!

Blesshh...!

"Stigmann. The battlefield at sea ato balong. Aquarium sono his home," point Marcel on a glass container.

"Damaged gini, the camp was attacked like?"

Jihan found several smoky tank-like vehicles still engulfed in flames.

"There's prisoners. There's people!"

Marcel accidentally saw the tent cloth moving like the wind, pounded from the inside by the occupants. Marcel ran to the address, some mutants lying on the ground jumped.

"He's a poultice like De. Are the war astralers the same as these guys?"

"Sister Marcel said the war is the same as the aliens."

"But.. Sadistic luna too, joking," commented Jihan, looking at kira and right, no one pretended to be dead. "Feelings on the stone, we stopped talking. Five minutes, but the place is dying gini."

"Don't know what, just ate it too he kept cold on his face."

"Hhh, is Luna still here huh?" jihan asked while looking at the stomach, the red laser looks translucent as Jihan handsomely waists. "You know he's nutmeg, delicious, make us awesome fit motion, De."

"Yes. But he chose the navel, cleared our stomach worms, brother."

"What time?"

"Pas Luna eats apples, Deti wants. Now no laper anymore, brother."

"What is my stomach doing Cobra? He's like he's here."

"Yeah could be again ngeramin Anakonda Kak."

"Gue likes to talk, De."

Wii.wiiit!! Call Marcel, move his head once glimpsed, gesturing to Jihan and Deti.

"Come on. Brother Marcel needs energy like brother."

"Yes. Tuh container used, many people are imprisoned pasus."

The wuutts!

The set!

Deti followed, also flashed.

Ckitt..!!

Ckiiits!

Jihan immediately grabbed the chain of prison doors, upon arrival next to Marcel.

The bars were still hot due to Marcel's fire, Jihan was quick to help the world-war 5 soldier

Greleek..!! Jihan pulled the chain that had padul padul walled after successfully cut it.

"Uncle Rojak, is Uncle Rojak here?"

Marcel was a bit of a leg up, the prison occupants were still keeping their distance, Jihan was in vain to take them out.

"Puebi we've collapsed in a cell. They're still scared of gini. The sentence has been broken this century."

"The immune generation. Maybe there's my great-grandson in the dalem, radio communication using sustainable language."

"But they're like seeing kunti."

"Liat elo! Uncle, your sister needs a blood transfusion. Help Bi Astria, Uncle."

Coming, walked a man from behind his crowd, and he was given space to walk.

"Sa. Sa-yah.. Rojak," said the old man in a shabby shirt, arriving in front of Jihan and Marcel.

"I'm sorry, I have to scan Uncle's temperature and clear blood first."

"Si. si-please."

Klikh! Remove Marcel, take off his rifle binoculars.

"Kak Sela spout. She's waiting for you, brother."

"Yes, Couplet. Patience" said Marcel, illuminated his forehead and face with laser binoculars.

Deti watched the surroundings and also one nearby tent, where an Astria separated from her group, was also observed.

"Follow my Uncle."

Marcel left Jihan. Mr. Rojak immediately followed, no matter the mutants scattered around.

"Sorry, the hood girl is our friend. Was he here before?" ask Jihan.

Some people nodded. One more person sighed, his gaze still pointing at Jihan.

"He's armed with that red wire."

"Oh this?" jihan asked with his stomach, his eyes still staring at the questioner.

"Rubber," said the woman in the nurse's dress. "Yes. The living cable."

"Quiet Mbak. It's safety. I'm Jihan and this is Deti. We came to be free, not to move."

Deti smile and bow Japanese style. "I Deti Rinjani. Luna's our friend. Greetings from me all."

"Come all. Our prayers are heard. Everybody's out. Prita, you take all the biolets. They're stuck at the end of the storage. East corner. I have to find a carry for the transport. We'll get out of here soon."

Jihan gave way to the girl who came over. "Hey.."

"Yes. Thanks a lot."

"Jihan, I have to go to the square take them. Our camp is an hour away. I'm Clara. The task unit looked for A2 data, also probed DNA that was immune to its own cell mutations."

"Ehh, umm. I-yes. Yes, it is Ra. I'll help you find a car or a carry."

"I'm going north, please find in the west only, there is a heli hangar near the C3 cage. I'm never there again."

"Well-ready. Yes Ra."

"Come on. Please all gather outside. Until the transport arrives."

The place had been muted, there was no attack they had to witness anymore.

Finally they want to go out one by one after the sister died the container first.

"Ati-ati Jihan's sister. C3 looks like the cage of something that this Mommy fears."

"Gue was curious, De," Jihan said to Deti, her body slightly raised, floating. "Build their comfort, turn on the spirit of the prayer people."

Several pairs of eyes looked at Jihan's feet, the gaze that had been held in place for so long. Amazed by the action and just saw humans so-called events.

The wuuts! Jihan darted west, through the existing building.

Ckitt's..!

Taph! Jihan stepped on the floor of the building that she had just penetrated the wall, but had just been transparent, had been hiking again.

"What's wrong with Rin?"

The Sky Child had just finished in that room. As soon as we checked, my screen detected a recognizable soulator

I sent a message, about the transport heli to Deti, so that Clara would know that the hangar was safe to visit

"Are Clara's parents afraid of C3? Is there a jeans soloter here?"

I'll extract it if the scan against will is valid. My predictive radius hasn't reached out about Clara

Sllph!! The door leaf split in two, imprinted the name C3 on it.

Jihan who approached the door immediately stepped inside. Behind the door was a scene similar to the post-wear Endfield.

"O Allah Luna. Elo no apologies for this.."

The hallway that Jihan tapaki had many body pieces and corpses pasus. There was a red splash, also a mutant green blood on the wall. Jihan stepped slowly, straddling the obstacles that existed, quite large the corpse. Not only was the wall dirty by the wet blood, the wall near the mutant Belalai was broken.

Sllpg! The main door opens.

Yuri..!!

"Astaghfirullah." said Jihan hold the chest to find that Kingkong's head had been severed, separated from his body that was rolled in the middle of the room.

Jihan look right, the lab's been a mess of all the facilities.

Slowly Jihan's feet lifted, treading on the floor considered wrong, can damage the position of the goods. "Susceptible sound can wake up C3."

He's gone

"Huh? Here's King kong, the C3?"

Thus

"Maybe the status of this camp was once a stormy parachute. This camp was the trigger for the riots at Field Glas. In the fight because of this massacre, Rin."

Hhh. no comment.

Jihan floated between the rasp of the LCD monitor and the tables, eyes pointing to the circular lights still hanging from the ceiling of the lab. There is a broken cable, where the electricity is flicking.

Grinikikh...! Ctiikhs..!

The light lights up and then goes out again. This doesn't bother Jihan.

The girl was fixated, swaying at the height of the cupboard, staring at a man busy freeing herself from the red rope that tied her neck, hung to the ceiling, and holding her back, and still moving over the existing giggles.

Jihan looked at the beads of light hovering there, unable to do much, Epsi shook the tica.

Lectures. Minion main leader. He's a descendant of the former commando. The command he held still came from Dlang. They're here as hill fences. The location is fenced off by drones so that Luna remains monitored

"Is he soloter? Napa Epsi sealed him Rin?"

This is another way the Sky Child communicates. Luna is looking for data validity. He hacked, if he purposely let him live, there's something important to you

"Mk.."

I have to extract it, separate the legal drivers that are still inside

"So he's not a soloter, is he?"

This ticket is what Paradok took at Citymall, only the driver is gone

"Ehh, you mean?" repeat Jihan, the sentence she heard asked to be repeated. "What is tica, the soulator of Riko Rin's will?"

Thus. My scan range indicates the server-recognized library

I'll do the extraction while FinalCutter prevents contamination from Lecturi

"Yes already. Do Rin. Make evidence. I agree that no man tickets should be kept safe on the server. Gentayangan gini be like a spy, an enemy in a blanket. The right to use the deceased khan."