VENGEANCE OF ILLEGITIMATE CHILDREN

Adu Racing

Gradaaac….

Gradaaac….

Gradaaac….

Ngaw

Ngaw

Lucifer's motor noise deafens the eardrum. Meysa who was looking just shook her head heard the sound of the motorbike. But when remembering Lucifer explained that he could only afford such a motorbike, Mesya appreciated because when buying the motorbike, Lucifer used the money from personal savings.

"Be careful and don't go home at night."

Lucifer nodded but he didn't promise because tonight it's time to make some money.

Lucifer's driving his bike, splitting the cold night. Long enough he arrived at the race place, making Rifky and other friends restless because Lucifer did not come even though the audience was crowded to watch their race. Many are also reserved for both making the place more and more hot and supportive of their support.

Gradaaac…..

Gradaaac…..

Gradaaac…..

Ngaw

Ngaw

Rifky who memorized the sound of Lucifer's jambrong motor immediately approached.

"You've been a long time, bro. Don't know if we're nervous, afraid that you won't come because you're being held back by your brother," Rifky said, prompting another friend to lash out.

"Fear not being able to money what other fear," ledek Dion.

"Surely afraid of losing a bet." Answer Hamdan

"Damn lo," rifky annoyed. "We just go straight there. They're waiting for you,"

Lucifer nodded and went to the race venue. But before that Lucifer put on his mask and sunglasses so that not many knew him. Because if anyone knows him, as a rider, he doesn't want to get into a lot of trouble when he's out there.

Two race cars are lined up in parallel. He saw that someone was already in the car, impatient to challenge Lucifer. The young man brandished his thumb and a second later dropped it, dismissing it.

Lucifer is silent. And get in the car. A loud voice echoed in that place. Both girls and boys watched the race, including Alex and Gio who supported Lucifer.

No one knows who Lucifer really is because Lucifer himself uses a false identity whose true identity is only known by some of his friends.

Mr. L….Mr. L….Mr. L….

They shouted in cheers.

Mboommmm-s….

Mboommmm-s….

Mboommmm-s….

The sound of the car when the gas stepped on the ear.

A sexy woman wearing a Tangtop and a short anrok on her knees stood in the middle of the two cars with a small flag in her hand. The woman waving the flag the sign of the game will be in noble.

3….

2….

1….

Mbooommmmm

Ngungs……

Ngungs……

Both Lucifer and a young man named Pras stepped on the gas pedal and with a car wheel drove at high speed splitting the slightly quiet night road.

Nguya….

Nguya…..

The car overtakes each other. The two glanced at each other not to lose. Increasing speed again and continue to go at full speed.

Nguya….

Nguya….

Within 20 minutes they were almost the same towards the finish. The cheers of the audience grew increasingly boisterous, waiting for who was the winner in this race.

Both Lucifer's car and Pras's together to make the audience his heart was torn.

Wuus…

A flag fluttering sign the game is over. 

The car stopped suddenly, making the two cars spin beautifully. And the game ends just to determine who the winner.

Because the two cars look like they are parallel, they also look at the results of the recording to determine who the winner is.  When turning the vidio, they mempause see whose car used to touch the finish line. And when you know who the winner is.  One of the organizers announced the winner out loud.

"Mr L.." he cried loudly.

Huuu……

A boisterous voice rang out again when he knew who the winner was. For those who bet and lose, are so upset while for those who win they are so happy because they get so much money.

Pras who lost came over and they were together like friends. 

"Congratulations" Pras congratulated while Lucifer nodded. 

Lucifer saw the watch in his hand, almost 12pm it was time to go to the port to pick up the goods with other friends. 

Lucifer turned his head to the right and Kediri looked for the whereabouts of Rifky and the others. As his eyes looked at Rifky who was engrossed in winning the bet, he left and left Pras.

"I go first," Pras nodded his head looking at Lucifer's back that was getting further and further away. 

A colleague of Pras approached, patting her on the shoulder. "It seems you're interested in him."

"This kid is very interesting."

"Yes, you're right."

Lucifer is with Rifky, Dion and Hamdan.

"Now, your money won earlier," Rifky handed over 50 million. "And this is the betting money we've split 4. Each one can be 10 million."

Lucifer took it and put it in a plastic crackle. 

"Then I'll go first,"

"Where are you going?" Ask Rifky.

"There's important business." Lucifer waved his hand and left.

Rifky, Dion and Hamdan are actually wondering where Lucifer went. But they did not dare to ask, afraid Lucifer was angry and would not be friends with them anymore because he wanted to know people's affairs.

Lucifer did not reveal any connection to the other group. He did not want his friends to stay away from him because his work was quite complicated. How not, he is a man who often fights and shoots. He did not hesitate to kill the enemies.

Drrt…

Drrt…

Lucifer's phone is vibrating. 

"Where are you?"

"Again on the road to get there,"

"We'll wait because we're leaving soon,"

Hm….

Lucifer is currently using his sport bike, wearing a black helmet with a t-shirt and torn jeans. Maybe if you look at Lucifer like a delinquent. But it makes him even more cool and mature.

Ngong……

Lucifer is driving at high speed. It did not take long, now he arrived at a magnificent building on the edge of the city. Has a large yard and a towering fence. I wouldn't have thought it was such a dangerous place.

Lucifer took off his helmet and got off the bike, into the luxurious house that he had been waiting for.

"You've finally come. Now we're leaving," 

Everyone nodded and got into the car. Several cars drove out of the courtyard of the mansion. Lucifer wears his black gloves and wears TWS on his ears. 

"What is coming?" 

"Drugs,"

Lucifer turned to him, "Drugs? Aren't we taking things like that?"

"Many fans. You'll be calm. Anyway if we sell that stuff it's got to be thankfully a lot,"  

Lucifer was silent. Actually he objected to this. In addition to risk, gradually the police will certainly sniff his work.

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