THE MAFIA OF LAW
SECTION 007'S
A suitcase containing a stack of hundreds of millions of dollars placed Christ on the table. He also issued a letter of agreement to take over the palm oil land belonging to Bagas.
“I won't linger here anymore. You just need to sign it, get the money, then I'll leave this place soon.”
Boss Acong grunted. He read the contents of the letter agreement and instead tore it up. SREK!!!! Throw it back in Christ's face
“Basic, Bastard!” Bram stood up from his seat and was about to attack Boss Acong.
Some of the Acong Boss' lackeys put a clock on Bram's neck.
And that is the nature of Bram. He was always rash in doing something. Unlike Christ who is calm in the face of something.
Even Bagas fully entrusted what Christ would do rather than all his confidants who acted rashly.
“Quiet, Bang. Sit back.” Christ looked at Bram.
“Do you think I would be interested in the ill-gotten money that your boss got? Even the oil palm land I have will make ten times the money you bring.”
Christ smiled a little. “I did this so that there would be no bloodshed between you and my own uncle, and this is the only way to do that.
If you don't agree with this, I'm sure uncle and all his men will attack you soon.”
“Hahahaha. You little rat. What do you know about the black world? Are you threatening me now?”
“Of course not. I'm not threatening anyone. I'm just giving you a choice you can't turn down.”
“Ah, stop. It's up to you. Until the apocalypse I won't sign the letter.” Acong's boss didn't heed Christ's advice.
“Better, you leave here immediately. I'm sick of seeing you both.”
“Good. You'll regret not accepting my offer.” Christ closes the suitcase with money and leaves.
At all for Christ did not feel emotion with Acong's words. He just smiled a little and stepped away from the front porch of the house.
“Why did you just leave, Chris? We haven't even gotten anything out of him yet. I'm sure the Boss will be furious,” said Bram.
“You just calm down. Bang. I've prepared another plan.” Christ grinned widely.
Right Christ and Bram were in front of the gate, two warplanes passed right above the Acong Boss' house. The two planes flew 500 feet high and rotated over palm oil and the home of Bos Acong.
One of the planes flushed into the palm oil fields of the Acong Boss, and the other plane doused the Acong Boss' house thoroughly.
“What is it?” tanya Bram saw two planes passing by.
“Tak what. Just a small party.” Christ smiled. “Come we go.” Christ opened the car door, then entered it, followed by Bram who was still curious.
“Street, Sir!”
“Good, Mr.” The Sopi directly ran the car out of the gate.
Just five meters from the gate, Christ opened the window.
TING A match of iron he ignited and threw it out the window.
WHUSSE!!!!
The fire quickly caught on. Both planes were Christ's other plans. The plane doused gasoline thoroughly to the land owned by Acong Boss and also his home.
The fire is spreading fast. The palm trees began to burn evenly, even the fire had started to snatch the gate, and might soon devour the house of Boss Acong.
“Wah, you're so crazy, Christ. I didn't think you'd do this,” exclaimed Bram.
