
SANJAYA GROUP
A head section of the accounting division ran towards Hans' room. He stopped at the reception desk in front of the secretary's room.
Hans' assistant who was the receptionist looked at the man while winking repeatedly.
“You know the rules on this floor right?” the bespectacled young man stared at the head section of the accounting division with an angry look.
“Yes. I know, Sir. But this is emergency. Mr. Agung, he's trying to stop an armed hostage in a hospital room. Where is Mr Hans now? I have to deliver Mr. Supreme's message to Mr. Hans!”
Assistant Secretary flabbergasted.
“Meeting room 3!” he automatically informed Hans of his whereabouts.
“Thanks!” one of the head sections was running while swearing in the heart, “D A M N ! Turns out Mr Hans only differs one wall from our meeting room!”
The head section ran and opened the door of the meeting room where Hans was. The people inside were shocked and stared at him.
Hans seemed to be taking a call. Before the head section spoke, Hans' palm was already pointed at him. Asking him to hold back.
Hans stands. Then facing his guest.
“Ma’afkan me. There's a very urgent incident that I have to deal with. Meeting we have to withdraw first.”
“But Mr Hans!” the distended-eyed monolid man protested Hans' actions.
“This situation is very precarious. Ma’afkan me. If your company is still interested in working with Sanjaya Group, then my assistant will give you a new meeting schedule. But when not?” Hans shrugged both his shoulders, “What can I do. Maybe our company is not a match. Good morning.”
Hans left the meeting room in a hurry.
“Mr Hans!” the bloated man called out to him, “I want to meet Mr Alwin Sanjaya! I don't accept being treated like this. You are just a secretary at Sanjaya Group!”
Hans's face turned cold. There was no longer a business smile face attached to his expression. Even the head section that threw out the meeting room door stared in horror at Hans.
Hans turned his leg. He was facing towards the monolid-eyed man.
“Betul I am a secretary at Sanjaya Group. But my position in every meeting I attend is also as the chairman of Sanjaya Group. That is, my decision is Mr. Alwin Sanjaya's decision.”
Monolid-eyed man who had been standing suddenly sat down. Hands shaking.
Hans took a step forward.
“Mr Tjipta, for your attitude this, ma’af. Our company cannot cooperate. Later I will tell Mr. Alwin who is currently in Kuala Lumpur.”
“Tu..Mr. Hans.” his voice vibrates, “Sa.I ask ma’af. Please ma’af me!” He took it out of his chair.
His body rests on both knees. Both of his hands were beside his body with his shoulders drooping.
Hans was no longer interested in speaking. Because he knows, if he speaks again then the next will only sound whining demand ma’af.
The head section trembled looking at Hans who was approaching him. He wiped the sweat on his temple with his sleeves.
“Order Mr Agung?”
“Come to our meeting room. We were still connected to a video call for an online meeting when suddenly Mr. Agung vanished from the reach of his camera to pick up a dropped pencil, then Mr. Agung suddenly reversed the position of the camera.”
“Who is being held hostage?”
“I don't know, Sir. But from her uniform she is a person from AMANSecure.”
Hans jerked the door of the meeting room next to him open. The accounting division people fell silent. Hans stared at the TV screen in front of him with a tense face.
“Zoom in patient bed area!” Hans ordered one there, “This video call was recorded right?
“Iya Mr Hans.”
Raditya was stalling for time by asking a few questions.
Hans took the gawai. Contacting his men at Shadow Team headquarters. Explain the situation.
Track how many people plotted using hospital CCTV footage.
“Gung? You hear me, Gung?" hans's words were not answered by Agung.
From the Supreme bluetooth headset stored in the pocket of his shirt makes them able to hear clearly the dialogue in the inpatient room.
At that time, the hostage guards thrust their elbows into the hostages' hearts, causing the hostage taker to withdraw his gun safety.
“Oh no!” Hans looked in horror at the TV screen.
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VVIP INPATIENT ROOM 1
Raditya looked at the man with a mocking look.
“If you shoot me, you sure can escape this room?”
That guy laughed.
“My friends will protect me well.”
“You underestimated our abilities of all who are in this room?” Raditya asked again.
The man laughed again.
“Ma’af to others. We have no problem but ma’af, you also have to we disappear.” still laugh.
The man's laughter made the handcuffs on the bodyguards loosen. It was used well by the guards. He lowered his elbow then poked the man's heart fur hard.
Pitingan. He nodded while complaining. He attached the damper end of his gun to the bodyguard's head.
“Dead you! You're the first to feel the heat of this bullet!” his hand pulled the safety of his gun.
Grandma didn't miss the opportunity. The moment the man attached his gun to the bodyguard's head, he was already standing behind the man.
With quick movement, Agung raised his legs and bent his knees forming a 90° angle with the body tilted 45°. Then do a yeop chagi kick, a sideways leg kick as hard as you can in taekwondo martial arts. The target of his kick was precisely the man's head.
The Great Kick made the hand that grasped the weapon stretch out to the side. Right on the side wall of the man.
THE PZZZT! THE PZZZT!
Twice the gun exploded. Visible white smoke from the end of the reducer. The man's body slammed hard to his left side. His head went under the bed of Raditya. Silence did not move with the msih weapon in her hand and the smell of gunpowder.
Agung jumped to step on the hand of the man who was still holding the weapon. Mr. Budi swiftly released the man's hand from his weapon.
Guards who were curled earlier also fell due to the Great kick. He tried to stand up. Assisted by the Great.
After standing well, the bodyguard placed his index finger on his lips.
“There are still 2 friends in front of the room.”
“Move Mr Raditya to the bathroom!” Agung looked towards Pak Budi, “Quick! His friend would definitely check in a moment after hearing the muffled sounds of the eruption. Man, help me lift this man's body to the top of the bed!”
The man's body was already on the bed with a half-sitting position, Man asked the weapon used by the man to Pak Budi.
Taking 2 pillows from the patient's family bed, Man piled his pillow and fired his gun twice more on the pillow.
The smell of gunpowder filled the room.
Raditya who was already in front of the bathroom door frowned looking at Man's behavior. Likewise with Mr. Budi.
But quickly, Mr. Budi brought Raditya into the bathroom. Not long after they were in the bathroom, a sliding door opened.
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