Psychopaths are Getting Bucin

Psychopaths are Getting Bucin
GHOST!!!!!!!!



"Glen...French..." Reza approached the two.


Both Glen and Frans stood clumsy, they were caught now. If only the blood had not flowed until his hands would not have been the problem. Why also they can both act sleep and also fear blood.


"Emmm....Anu boss..." Glen's looking for an excuse.


"Pretending?" Reza.


"No...We were.pi passed out, sir! It's fainting, isn't it Glen?" Frans nudged Glen's arm.


"Ah yes, right! Fainting, boss!" sahut Glen's.


"Can that be it?" Silvi spoke up.


"It's just a coincidence" Frans scratched his non-itchy head.


"If I knew you guys were just pretending I'd let you guys lay in the middle of there, let's get shot in the fast lane to the afterlife!" exciting Reza.


"Sorry, boss! I'm scared, boss! Swears!" Glen raised two fingers.


"I'm scared too, sir!" frans.


"If you're afraid not to work here, just go home and ask your mama!" Reza's angry.


Reza approached Dave and the others, they were still under the influence of sleeping pills. Reza's men are coming. Some people tidied up the place, the rest helped Reza move Dave and the other family members to their respective rooms. Glen and Frans also wanted to help. But Reza, Silvi, Joe, and the others were indifferent to both of them. They both felt like they were not there.


"I'm helping, boss!" Glen was about to help Reza lift Zack's body.


Reza was silent, not responding.


"Let me help, non!" Frans offers Silvi a hand that will lift Katy's body.


Silvi was also silent, there was no response.


"I help!" Frans approached Joe.


Joe was silent, from the first time it was ironic to talk but not this quiet. Frans saw Sonya, her lover was helping other servants to clean up. His girlfriend will answer.


"I help..." Frans held Sonya's hand.


Sonya glanced at Frans at a glance, then shifted her gaze. He shook Frans' hand.


"Why don't they respond to us?" Glen patted Frans' shoulder.


"Stop that...." Frans frustrated.


Finally Glen and Frans just help to clean up. The rest they both just looked, everyone ignored them both.


The living room was not completely clean yet, there were still some corpses that Reza's men had not transported. One of them is the corpse of one of the fake servants. The one whose left eye was pierced by Reza's knife. Glen and Frans were curious to approach the corpse. They were curious because the corpse looked the most prominent of the corpses of the other rowdy servants.


Protruding face, and body shape hehehe. They are ordinary men too, right? Even so the two approached the corpse with eyes covered with their hands each in fear.


"Actually pretty, but a bad darling huh?" Glen peeked out from between his fingers.


"I have a boyfriend, so I'm just curious!" sahut French.


"Okay okay," Glen relented.


"Udah yuk, disgust!" Frans pulled Glen, took him away.


Glen and Frans moved away from the body. They were already feeling nauseous and disgusted at the sight of his blood. They sit together on the sofa, want to catch up with Reza and Silvi is also free. They will be arrested again.


Glen was getting busy with his phone. His job as secretary was piling up. Reza's confidant sent out a lot of files and some reports. Glen was relieved, there was no case of money being lost anymore. Glen checked the files one by one and passed them on to Reza.


While Frans, because he was bored, he finally played mobile phones as well. Shifting the screen of the phone is trying to eliminate saturation. He also sent a short message to Sonya. They have just become enemies.


While being focused on checking the files, Glen felt his feet in the middle of something. At first he didn't care about it, but his leg was nudged again. Glen glanced at Frans sharply.


"What?" frans said, he was not comfortable looking at Glen like that.


"Why gangrene?" ask Glen.


"My feet have been quiet here!" answer Frans.


Glen took a long breath. He continued his activities again. He glanced at the elevator, Reza and the others still had not descended as well. A split second later, Glen's leg was nudged again. This time it was harder than before. Glen nudged back.


Glen's leg was nudged again, making Glen very upset. He stomped his feet hard unexpectedly his feet stepped on something. Glen glanced at Frans, if he stepped on Frans's foot but why didn't Frans get distracted. He doesn't look like he's in pain.


"Not sick?" ask Glen.


"What?" sahut French.


"Your legs! I stepped on!" answer Glen.


"Make it!" exciting Frans.


Frans got off the couch, he walked away from the couch. To show Glen. Glen looked up at him. If it wasn't Frans' feet then what is he stepping on now? And who nudged his leg from earlier? Glen gulped his saliva, he caught his breath. He looked at his feet.


"There's a hand!!" screeching Glen, he jumped towards Frans.


"Where????" Frans dyed.


"That's what!!" Glen pointed to the back of the sofa.


From behind the sofa slowly appeared the head, then clearly visible the face of the figure. A self-styled waitress with a knife in her left eye. Frans and Glen stared at each other. Both are equally afraid.


"Mama.... There's haguuu.." Frans choked.


Gedubrak,


Frans fell to the floor. He was shocked to see the woman's body wake up again. Now Glen was alone.


"Oh, he fainted!" lamented Glen.


Glen tried to nudge Frans' leg. Hope Frans realizes he's not alone. Frans did not move a bit.


"Not a ghost, his feet are dirt," said Glen, he ventured to approach the woman.


"B******* are.ka lii..an!" exclaim that woman.


Glen squinted his eyes, he advanced step by step. The evil woman was still able to challenge when her eyes had been stabbed with a knife like that. Whether he got the courage from where, Glen touched the knife that stuck in the woman's left eye. Then he pulled the knife and buried it again.


"Armghhh!" Glen came shouting loudly, this is the result if the pretentious.


The woman stopped screaming, Glen stopped too. Glen looked at the woman again, the woman leaning completely on the sofa. Losing a lot of blood made him powerless to support his own body. He's alive already a miracle. Suddenly the woman's hand moved, landing right on Glen's shoulder.


"I was kidding!" said Glen.


Glen's legs were trembling, the woman's hands were covered in blood that almost dried all. Glen had no power to move his body. He expected courage to come as it was, but it did not come.


Gedubrak,


Until finally Glen fell on the floor following Frans. The originally pretentious one finally fainted as well.


"Wah wow...Still alive are you? Great too!!" reza's voice echoed throughout the room.


"They fainted too!" Reza overstepped Glen and Frans who had fainted.


Reza approached the woman. He felt very happy to find the woman he stabbed was still alive with a state of concern. Reza looked around, lucky no one. There were only his men who were busy tidying up the corpses. The servants had also returned to the pavilion, Reza gave time for them to calm down for a moment.


"Do you want me to treat?" Reza smiled smrik.


Plugs,


The woman rejected Reza's hand that touched her chin. Reza just put on a smile. This is the kind of model he is always looking for. With this woman he will find out information related to the attack as well as get pleasure. Honestly Reza wasn't sure this woman would help him get information. But at least Reza was sure this woman would help him to get pleasure.


"I don't accept rejection! Come quick before you die here!" Reza dragged the woman behind.


He's gonna take her to the small base. There is still plenty of time until everyone who is exposed to sleeping pills wakes up. Silvi also won't look for her because she is waiting for everyone to wake up.


"Boss, how are they?" ask one of Reza's men, make Reza stop his steps.


Reza's men were standing next to Glen and Frans who had fainted.


"Move them into the garden!" reza's orders.


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Reza dragged the woman to the small headquarters. He made sure no one saw him, except CCTV. But it's easy, Reza's an expert in that field.


Krieett...


As soon as the iron door opened, a stuffy smell gushed out the nose. This room is rarely used. Reza laid the woman down in a normal place.


"I miss this place" Reza touched every object there.


Everything is still as neat as it used to be. Nothing has changed. Reza took bandages, plasters, scissors, and Nacl liquid. Without saying much Reza put a belt on the woman's body. He threw out Nacl's liquid, then without giving Reza's cue to pull out the knife.


"Armghhh!" the woman screamed in pain.


The knife did not stick in, indeed the knife that Reza used was only a small knife earlier. Reza closed the woman's eyes with a bandage and gave her plaster. Pressure on the bandage makes the bleeding stop.


"Gillaaaa you!" yelled the woman.


"Calm down, I'm just helping you!" reza Sahut.


"Take off me badebah! There's no point in you taking me, I won't say anything!" exclaim that woman.


"Relax...I just wanted to ask, what's your name you're a beautiful woman!" Reza smile.


"Cuihh!" the woman spit on Reza.


Reza just smiled, not showing anger. He pressed the woman's eyes harder.


"Sick, stupid!" yelled the woman.


"I asked you nicely, what's your name? Why are you spitting on me?" reza Sahut.


"My name is Julia, satisfied you!" answer the woman.


"Good..." Reza stepped away, he sat on a chair.


Reza said nothing afterwards, chewing his gum in silence. Julia continued to rebel, shouting indistinctly. To make Reza careless with his cry.


"Can you shut up? I'm eating gum!" exciting Reza.


"Kill me!" tell that woman.


"It's not that easy, though," Reza smiled.


"I won't say anything!" exclaim that woman.


"Don't ngeyel, nyesel later!" Reza took one of the knives.


The woman was not afraid of his decision. As Reza grew more challenged, he exchanged his knife for a bigger knife. Apparently the woman's guts are still big. Reza changed again, becoming the biggest knife in size.


"A..i.ti don't have to be afraid!" said the woman blabbered.


"Alright Julia..." Reza looked at the woman.


Zaasshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,


Reza just swiped the tip of the knife slightly on the woman's thigh. But his blood instantly flowed, undoubtedly the sharpness of the blade. In the thigh there are many nerves that can trigger excruciating pain.The woman groans in pain now.


"Armghhh!" Julia groans.


"Tell me!" said Reza.


"Okay okay!"


"We four trained agents were paid to eliminate everyone in this mansion." said the woman, choked with pain!


"Who pays an agent as hard as you?" ask Reza.


"He is......."


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No-one is the same Glen Frans!


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