Bloody Wedding!
Chapter 98 (Colt 1911 and G2 Combat Kal. 9 mm)

After their affair was over, Zanjiil returned home, while Lula went to the cabin which Zanjiil had given her an address.

Lula set off on a motorbike, his tall body often outwitting the focus of police on duty on the road. People always think he's an adult and has a sim.

After 1 hour on the way, Lula arrived at a forest located on the eastern side of the edge of town.

He parked his motorbike in a thick bush a few hundred meters from the cabin.

In a sense of security, Lula the professional killer stepped foot without the slightest sound.

Then he infiltrated behind the palm fruit to monitor the cabin whose door was wide open.

Before long a pair of grandparents came out of the cabin, then both of them sat on the sofa on the terrace.

“The one that Grandpa killed, right? Did I kill her grandmother too?” Lula also took out a 1911 Colt and G2 Combat Kal. 9 mm pistol from the inner pocket of his leather jacket.

“Both should be separated.” Lula who is a lot of sense, will provoke the attention of one of them to separate, by throwing the roof of the cabin kitchen.

He turned around, looking for a way to be invisible to the two parents, to go to the back of the cabin.

After making it to the destination, Lula throws the glass of the cabin kitchen with stones.

And prang!!!

“What is it?” grandfather's voice rang out to Lula's hiding place.

“Ha? Papa talk what? Eaten? Didn't you just eat?” said the grandmother who suffered from deafness.

“Mama wait here, papa want to check to the back first.” the grandfather got up from his seat and headed for the kitchen.

After the grandfather got to the kitchen, he was made to jerk “Yes Allah, who did this?” he said astonished, because usually no one else came to their cabin area.

The curious grandfather opened the door that led to the forest.

The net is wailing to find out who did it.

Lula, who was ready with his pistol, counted forward while pressing the trigger of his grandfather's legacy gun. “1,2,3!”

Duars!!

With bullets of 5.7 mm caliber and a speed of 1,225 feet per second, the grandfather's body collapsed to the ground.

Bruk!

The grandmother, who was sitting on the terrace, could not hear the sound of gunfire that destroyed her husband's life.

Lula who was now in front of the grandfather who had been lying on the ground stared normally.

“Task done!” at the request of the grandfather's grandson. Who wanted her grandfather to be made to eliminate without a trace, Lula had to do extra work that is dragging the old man's body towards the burrow that has been provided by the grandson on the hill near the cabin.

“Isn't this way going to make it bother? Should love poison, or push into the river rushing right sorted.” Lula head bobbles.

After saving his weapon back, Lula carried the body of the grandfather on his shoulder.

Lula who had trained physically and mentally, did not feel the weight of the burden on his shoulders. To reach the destination, Lula takes many uphill roads, and the distance from the cabin to the destination takes 2 hours.

Arriving Lula, he who was tired immediately threw the body of the grandfather into a hole measuring 2.5 x 1.5 square meters.

As he was about to turn right, suddenly a samurai landed on his neck.

“What are you doing here?” the masculine voice of the man he had not seen his face was so familiar to his ears.

Lula slowly covered the glass of her SHOEI helmet.

“Lift hands, or this samurai will slash your neck!” the threat Lula gets makes her forced to follow the wishes of the man. He raised his hand slowly.

“Back right!”

Lula carefully turned his body.he was shocked not to play, when the man in front of him was Faiq, the Indonesian teacher at school.

Is he grandfather's grandson? Or is this fool just passing by? inner Lula.

It could be a problem, if I get caught, I can't let him live if I see my face, Lula's mind.

Lula slowly lowered her head, as if wanting to open the helmet.

Faiq who was watching Lula's movements involuntarily lowered his samurai.

That opportunity was not wasted by the intelligent Lula.

Dugm! Lula butchered the stomach of Faiq's field with his helmet. Until the Indonesian teacher was toppled backward, which has a 20-degree slope of the ground.

As a result, Faiq was separated from the samurai who became his tool.

Lula who was upset at the teacher, gave a lesson by hitting the handsome man's face with his hand wrapped in black gloves.

Buk up! Buk up! Buk up! Lula also rose up on Faiq's stomach to satisfy his long-standing resentful desire for his teacher.

Faiq who had not been able to rise from the ground became an easy target for Lula.

Without making a sound from her mouth, Lula continued to beat the teacher to a pulp.

Lula who was cool at one point, unknowingly gave Faiq a gap, Faiq's sprightly hand gave a streak of punch to Lula's stomach.

Buk buk!

”Akh!” Lula was quite in pain with the impromptu attack she had.

Lula who wanted to end their fight had intended to kill Faiq right then and there. But when he was about to pull out his gun, the sound of several people heard from the thick forest.

Damnit damnit! inner Lula.

Lula was forced to put his gun back in. Then he quickly rose from Faiq's body and immediately fled.

“Why should I meet him anyway?! Make a fuss.” after Lula gets to the motor again. He quickly started the engine. Then the gas left the place.

The grandmother who was still on the porch laughed gigglingly.

“Finally, you're dead too! Nothing will stop me from mastering your treasures bastard man, hahaha!”

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Zanjiil who had come home came to his wife.

Tok tok!! Zanjiil knocked on the door of her eternal lover's room.

Krieett!! With a pair of eyes, Kissky opened the door.

“Zanjil!!” unusually, the fierce Kissky hugged Zanjiil's body first.

“What's with you?” Zanjiil rubbed Kissky's head.

“I'm a nightmare.” Kissky said with a sad face.

“What's bad?” ask Zanjiil, though he's not curious.

“You marry again, hiks.” Kissky's words make Zanjiil laugh.

“Hahaha, isn't it good that I have a wife of 2? It can lighten your duties, if you have children first, then he will help you to take care of him, if he cooks, you sweep the house, and.”.

“Close your mouth!” Kissky cut off Zanjiil's words.

“Yes, well, I was just kidding, where might I have another one. One is not finished yet, plus it can make vomiting,” explained Zanjiil.

“Nih, I brought souvenirs for you, let's eat in the kitchen.” Zanjiil grasped his wife's tiny hand, then went down together using the elevator.

Ting! When the elevator doors opened, Zanjiil and Kissky met Hera who was mopping the floor.

...Seriate......