
Jakarta, Indonesia.
Old building around the port of Tanjung Priok, North Jakarta.
A group of large, black-clad men gathered under the dim lights hanging over a large table.
The room was dark, there was only one light that became the center of light.
Like a prison guard room in a prison that is used as an introductory place for suspected crimes.
A codet-faced man on the face sat up with his legs raised and placed them on the table.
The man who looked like an east Asian man with narrow eyes, a yellow skin was flat wearing brown leather boots and a long black suit.
"This is the boss of the big boy's latest news," the man with the bald head and fat body threw a Poto on the table at the man who was sitting relaxed.
"How is he doing?" asked this man while taking a photo lying on the table. "After a long time of not seeing each other, this damned brat is getting charming," he grinned with a sly laugh.
"The news we just got from a spy in Shanghai says that he is enjoying a holiday in Korea" he explained.
"Mr K never thought freely before giving him a surprise" said the boss, referred to as Mr. K.
"According to the news, she is currently in a relationship with a woman, but her identity is kept secret, the public is still wondering what the woman looks like," Mr. K's men told the news agency.
"Find the news of the woman who is close to the brat," the codet man ordered. "All you have to make sure that the police in Indonesia do not know where we are" Mr. K worried about him.
"For the safety of bosses in Indonesia, guaranteed will not leak. We made sure that the Indonesian police wouldn't find this place" this fat man called Don looked very obedient.
All around Mr. K standing, there were so many fierce bodyguards with bodies filled with tattoos. He grinned with a satisfied laugh when he saw his target in a happy state.
"When the Frankfurt police?" ask Mr. K.
"They were made sure to cooperate with the Indonesian police" replied Don. "But we guarantee they can't detect our whereabouts!" firmly Don.
"For a while, let the brat enjoy the blowing air. We'll act when he's caught off guard" Mr. K raised his hand.
Like asking for something. The two guards standing next to him gave a stick a diameter of several centi.
"In it there is a fairly powerful electrical force paralyzing the prey, enough to make the boy helpless for a moment" explained his men.
Mr. K grinned with a small laugh. "Continue monitoring the boy's whereabouts, lest he find out that we're spying on him" ordered Mr. K.
"Ready boss!" they obey.
Sitting back, the man called Mr. K enjoys the suction of every cigarette that burns.
"You'll soon feel what I'm feeling" she laughed with a vengeful facial expression. "That damn brat!"
In this dark room, the three-headed man recalled the events of the past few years. He was vengeful, even wanting to disarm his prey as soon as possible.
The picture lying on the table, which threatened his safety, he crumbled into a useless piece of paper. He clenched his fists as hard as he could.
"I'll make sure this time he dies" Mr. K smiled forcefully. "Or, I'll die myself. I'll make sure he dies first!"
In the hands of Mr. K in addition there is a stick containing high-voltage electricity, there is also a fairly large caliber pistol.
He fiddled with the trigger of the gun while imagining the face of the man he most awaited his death.
He's Steve, the eternal enemy he'll never forget. Mr. K was looking forward to his death.
He got up from his seat, standing towards a wall with a picture of Steve's face on it.
The large face that adorned the walls of the building was worn out, making Mr. K more angry and furious every time he saw it.
His chest felt like breaking when he saw Steve's face. Unable to contain his anger, Mr. K throws Steve's face with a knife.
Right on the target, a sharp knife that is often used by the army is stuck in Steve's face.
"Life is poor" cried Mr. K. "Your days will end in my hands, little brat!"
He looked at Steve's face. His thoughts were already filled with a strong ambition of revenge.
"I'll collapse as soon as possible the wong companies spread all over Asia. Just like that sneak did, I'll get all this sorted out as soon as possible!" Exclaimed Mr. K, the man who is nicknamed the mafia from Hong Kong.
Extra part. This section deals with episode 44. Where Zico was whispering in Steve's ear.
If you do not understand can re-read part 44 even though it is not clear what they say, the author is also confused what they say.
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Yesterday there was a chapter 77 spoiler and the spoiler was just right. This time perhaps the reader will wonder who is the man in this chapter?
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