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Chapter 9 The Foul Plan

"May, but I'm not the one who can decide this."

After saying that, Nara glanced at Nawang from the corner of her beautiful eyes.

Santika immediately understood and looked at Nawang with a clear face.

Nawang was helpless and finally nodded.

There is nothing more important than making Santika happy every day.

Seeing his uncle agree, Santika was immediately excited.

While Villa No. 1 was full of laughter, the atmosphere in the Wiryawan Family mansion, one of the four big families, was very gloomy.

In the reception hall of the Wiryawan Family residence, the light was dim, and a dazzling red coffin was placed in the center of the hall.

There were dozens of people sitting next to the coffin. They are the main members of the Family.Wiryawan and Juanda Family.

Two middle-aged men sat in front. One of the men was fat and looked rich.

It was Hartana Wiryawan, the leader

Wiryawan.

Another man who looks strong and sangar is the leader of the Juanda Family, Cakra Juanda, the big boss of the criminal world in Habuan City.

Behind Cakra stood an angry Kartini.

Kartini's anger is not because of death.Jimmy, but rather the humiliation of Nawang.

He and Jimmy got married for a

interests, so there is no love between them.

Brak!

Hartana kicked the table to melt the gloomy atmosphere.

"Sir Juanda, Nawang is too much! He killed my son. He must die!"

With a serious expression on his face, Cakra nodded in agreement and said; "Master Wiryawan, forgive me. A stray dog dared offend the dignity of the four great families. It's true he must die, but .."

"Sir Juanda, are you afraid of his rank as a colonel?" hartana asked curtly when she saw the hesitant Cakra.

"It doesn't matter if he's just a regular colonel. However, it was likely that Nawang was the leader of the Blood Wolf Regiment and actually had power. We have to think long term about the problem

it's!" cakra said after thinking for a moment.

Hartana was not happy when he heard this.

He thought to himself, not your son who died. Of course, you're not in a hurry.

Although Hartana is angry, he is not

showed it.

The Kencana Family and the Horizon Family were watching what happened. They plan to investigate Nawang's identity first

erst. Therefore, if Hartana wanted to take revenge as soon as possible, he could only expect help from the Juanda Family.

"Sir Juanda, others may be afraid, but are you afraid of Nawang?"

"You have many capable subordinates and Andre Hartawan, commander of Habuan City, is on good terms with you ..."

"I heard that Andre also came back from the border and he was a senior colonel!"

"As long as you want to help, Andre can suppress Nawang easily!"

Hartana's intentions are clear. He hoped that Cakra could ask Andre for help.

After all, the senior colonel was one level higher than an ordinary colonel, it meant that Andre could face Nawang easily.

Hearing this, Cakra sighed and said; "Mr Wiryawan, I used to contact Mr. Hartawan, but lately, friendship has come to nothing. I

worry about him ..."

"One trillion eight hundred billion rupiahs!" hartana is willing to pay a lot to take revenge for her son.

But after hesitating for a while, Cakra shook his head and said;" Mr. Wiryawan, this is not about money..."

"As long as Nawang can be finished off, Family

Wiryawan will divide a third of his property with the Juanda Family!" said Hartana while gritting his teeth and standing as if he would challenge Cakra if he shook his head again.

the one you were talking about? We are friends. Moreover, that little bastard dared to beat my daughter. If he doesn't die, I'll be humiliated!"

"Thank you, Mr. Juanda. I'll try to lure Nawang out at Jimmy's funeral in two days. I hope you can ask Mr. Hartawan for help" Hartana concluded with a terrible grin

cupped his hands.

"Don't worry. Mr. Hartawan has been at the border for years. He knows all the senior military officers. As long as he was there, Nawang had no choice but to kneel down and beg for mercy!"

News of Jimmy Wiryawan's funeral spreads.

The Wiryawan and Juanda families are in a tense situation and all the masters are ready.

On the second day, Nawang and Endaru came out early.

Santika still lives in the villa. Nawang secretly pays some people to protect Santika and asks Nara to take care of her.

Suddenly, Nawang was happy to have a woman like Nara.

"Commander Tirta, where are we going?" endaru asked excitedly while driving. He really likes to fight and

wanting to rush towards the place of the four great families to kill them all at once.

"I always felt that besides Randy and Nindi, there was someone else who had helped destroy the Tirta Family. We should check it out."

The reason why Nawang did not kill the four families at once was because he wanted his enemies killed in taste

endless pain and suffering.

Torturing people slowly is the most heinous thing.

It takes time to fish

the hidden manipulator is out, if it exists. That's Nawang's way of killing them all.

It was already noon time when Nawang and Endaru arrived at an old house on the outskirts of the city.

The Tirta family moved to the city center after they became rich. In other words, the old house was their family legacy.

Seeing the house before him, Nawang became emotional.

He opened the door and then entered.

That familiar sight awakened Nawang's memory so deeply.

But after a while, Nawang suddenly frowned.

After the Tirta Family was slaughtered, the old house had been abandoned for almost a year.

But now the house looks clean. Obviously someone cleaned it often.

"Who are you? Breaking into my house is illegal. If you don't leave now, I'll call the police!"

When Nawang was confused, suddenly a voice came from behind.

Nawang frowned and his gaze turned cold.

This mansion is the legacy of the Tirta Family. When did it become someone else's home?

Noticing the change in Nawang's aura, Endaru clenched his hands and prepared to fight.

Nawang and Endaru turned around, they saw a middle-aged man in his fifties standing in front of Randy. The man glared at them with an angry look, in his hand was a stick.

When Nawang saw the man's face clearly, he was slightly stunned, and his cold eyes instantly disappeared; "Sir Master, what are you doing here?"

"You ..." The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard that voice.

He looked at Nawang from top to bottom and then realized. That stick

he held it down to the floor.

His hands suddenly shook and his tears sagged; "Is that you, Nawang? You are still alive!"

"Yes, it's me Nawang, sir. I'm still alive!"

Nawang's tears are still. He then approached the middle-aged man and hugged him tightly.

Albert's tears were also. He patted Nawang's body with his big hand and said; "Good boy, you are really strong!"

"Sir, I am a soldier. How could I dare to embarrass our country?" nawang said as he developed a smile on his face. He hasn't changed at all.