
Brandon and the thirty men who had come with him did not appear suspicious. So, uh, they can all just get away with getting into a drug warehouse belonging to a man who is now talking in front and explaining that they will be sent to another country to smuggle some kind of narcotics first group.
In that vast room there were approximately twenty people guarding. Brandon did not focus on listening to the drug boss, instead he was waiting for police officers who had not yet entered into when thirty minutes had passed.
“Do you guys understand?” ask the drug boss.
“Ya.” Brandon and thirty others complied while waiting for help to come in.
“Good, don't look suspicious.”
Brandon's chest was pounding when he saw the drug boss started to stand up and was about to leave the warehouse. ‘How long, can the mission fail if late,’ murmured inwardly.
“Alex, I trust them to take care of!” The narcotics boss started swinging his legs towards the door.
Brandon glanced at the thirty State Intelligence Bodies, giving a gesture that signaled a question as to what to do. But, answered with a soft head to stay still and wait for other teams outside to act.
Alright, Brandon also complies with others to take the illegal drugs that want to be circulated. But, he immediately turned around when he heard the sound of a warning sign shot.
When the drug boss opened the door and was about to get out, it turned out that there were police who were already on guard. Immediately catch before he managed to escape and fight.
“Do not move, you guys are already surrounded!” said one of the team commanders. With caution and a definite step, they went inside.
Except Brandon's still free to move. He breathed a sigh of relief because the rest of the team came at the right time.
“Alex! You're not looking for information! You idiot! Could bring a police officer to know our hiding place!” The narcotics boss immediately shouted blame to his members before his body was taken out by two people who blocked his hands. “You have to clean up this mess!” his shout gave the order before it was finally nowhere to be seen again.
Now Alex just glared annoyed at his friend who was smiling satisfied to see him snuggled. “Damn you, Brandon! You set us up?!”
“Just like when you framed me into an addict, I did the same retribution to you.” Brandon smiled with the corner of his lips raised.
“Come road!” tell the police officer so that the drug dealer members move immediately.
Alex glared at Brandon as his body passed by the man. “Awas you!” threaten her.
“Please enjoy your punishment, rather than ruining a generation, you better fix yourself to be useful,” Brandon replied. He was not afraid because all hands were blocked by the authorities.
Hearing Brandon's rant, Alex gets even more angry. “Just kill you!” he shouted while rebelling to escape the police checks. He forcibly snatched the gun from the authorities' hands and, without calculation, fired it straight at Brandon.
Dor's!
Not having time to avoid because it was too sudden and the speed of the bullet was so shot, Brandon was hit by a shot in one part of the body. He fizzed in pain as blood began to seep out from the wound. “Down you, Alex! There's my daughter-in-law's daughter at home!”