CEO's Dream Cully
At the end of the horn

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Turning to the Master's battle against the opposing black commander. Mr. Fuad despite aging, but did not show the slightest fear in his opponent who was thick-bodied like The Rock.

"Old man, go home. You're too old to play a game like this. You'd rather hold your granddaughter home than die silly!" thick-eyed Man sneered.

"Thank you for the advice. But let me try your skills a little, sir Fuad looked down politely.

His calmness in dealing with various situations is extraordinary. Even so, he also still had time to be polite and elegant.

"Don't cry if you'll feel pain after this!" said Gempal Man still with pongah.

"Please move forward first. Sorry if I fight a little hard," again Mr. Fuad showed his humility.

"Receive this, Old Man!!" The Fatty Man swung the katana towards Pak Fuad's Belly and Chest.

Mr. Fuad was just silent and calm without making the slightest movement even though the katana had already pointed towards his body.

But so many centimeters before the catana Gempal Man touched the skin of Pak Fuad, his body flexed immediately avoid attack.

TAPP

TAPPP

In a few quick steps to know that Mr. Fuad's body has moved to the back of the Fat Man.

BUGHHHH

Two empty-handed grip Pak Fuad stomped firmly on the spine of the opponent until forced to fall down kissing the floor loudly.

Less than a minute of fighting, the face of the Fat Man was covered in blood due to life and his teeth hitting the floor.

Trouble opponents of Pak Fuad rose to re-arrange the attack pattern.

BAKK

KRAKK

"Argh..."

"Your horses are too weak!" Mr. Fuad kicked hard on the Thumb Man's shin until the sound of bones moving broke.

The stocky man was only able to sit with his mouth grimacing in pain.

"Do you want to cry?" pak Fuad's lips returned the words of his opponent.

"I remind you, young man. Above the sky there is still sky. In the fleshy body of the snake, stored deadly poison. You're in a hurry to be complacent!"

BAKK

One hard kick in the head of the Fatty One ended the fight. His body collapsed helplessly.

"Conditions are well resolved. 10 Black people have been exhausted," replied Lyra quickly.

"I'm with the first team in a shootout on the top floor of the building. Broto intends to escape using a helicopter parked above this building.. Ahhhh..." Lintang suddenly shouted and stopped his sentence.

"Sir Latitude was shot!" shouted one of the first team members who was near Lintang.

"Mas Lintaangg!!" Lyra ran quickly up the stairs followed by all the DZ commanders.

Some of Broto's men who tried to block Lyra on the stairs were seen scattered to receive the rampage of Lyra's attack which still continued to run and run in panic.

The DZ commanders who came running tried to provide protection for Lyra to more easily reach the top floor as quickly as possible.

"Mass..." Lyra scattered towards the latitude lying on the floor.

"I'm fine. Stop Broto immediately before he escapes!" latitude Commandments on Lyra.

"Vian, give some help to Mas Lintang. Run down team and all commanders, shoot all barriers!" yelled Lyra with a reddened face.

Lyra breaks through the opponent's defensive barricade and runs after Broto. Mr. Fuad and Deo did not remain silent. The two run to help and protect Lyra.

DOORR

DORR

The sound of bullets flying deafened. Lyra managed to grab Broto's shoulder, however..

PLACKS

BUGHHS

A main guard drove Lyra's arm and kicked her to the ground.

BAAKKK

"Give this man to me. Mr. Fuad help Lyra stop Broto!" Deo returned the escort's kick that dropped Lyra.

Lyra got back up and went back to chasing Broto.

BRUKK

Lyra's drifting kick managed to make Broto fall down. But when Lyra launched the next kick, Broto was back up and gripped Lyra's ankle.

"May my guards lose. But not with me!" Broto swung his arm close firmly intending to break Lyra's leg which he still held.

WUSS..

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