Forced Relocation of Conglomerate Girls
Chapter 38: The Empty Tong Narrates It

"Robbin, what's our next move?" john asked without turning his head, he was busy assembling the usual set of components prepared before starting the task on the field. Because he did not get the advice he looked. "Put down your phone or I'll throw it!"

"I'm sure it has nothing to do with what we're working on right now" Berry said. His right-hand man was full of innate, thus closing the door with his feet.

Because Robbin is the type of person who is not easily provoked, decided to be silent. He turned off his phone and put it on the table while pursuing a computer screen.

"You want to catch her wet, right?" johannes quipped as he got up from sitting. He led to a cupboard measuring two meters by one meter on the right side of the door.

There were times when Robbin's calmness was on the verge, he said in a sarcastic tone, "Don't interfere in my business!"

The situation provoked Berry to turn his head, he turned his head in turn towards Johanes and Robbin. The man opened his mouth, but spoke.

John snorted angrily and refuted Robbin's words, sitting back at his desk. "You can focus on our mission, rather than stalling by watching your phone every minute!"

"Currently, exaggerate." Robbin threw away his face. Indeed, in reality not so fast tempo, although quite often.

"What do you talk about, anyway?" Berry can no longer stand each other's attitude of attack said his two best friends who were as if sworn enemies.

"OK, catch my word, Ber. I've also been fed up with her attitude lately!" Show Johanes, the man is putting his shoulder back in his hair. "Just think he's married to the woman we met who was in the hotel with Hanes."

"Cute beautiful Asian woman, but—" Berry did not continue her sentence, she was horrified to see Robbin's current look. The face looked tense, as if it was about to devour people alive without a push of water.

"Well, exactly, Ber. Doesn't she look like .. uh, yeah, I don't want to mention your ex-boyfriend, Rob," I'm Johanes.

Created a time gap of about ten seconds, Berry rubbed his chin as if growing a beard there. He smiled before expressing his opinion. This one man really likes to spread dimples. "So, what's the problem?"

"The woman could have had a special relationship with Big Boss' son" Johanes said.

Berry went silent while biting on the inner lower lip before responding. If you remember again, John's words have a point. The couple in the hotel at the time seemed friendly, but as a broad-minded person, he was averse to negative speculation.

"I think Robbin knows the woman better than we do, Jo, and it's very likely that we thought it was wrong" Berry said.

Sok wise, it is in the opinion of John now judging from the way he looked at Berry.

Poking his index finger into Berry's cheek led his speech. "Take the bright side, after Robbin near L—eem, married to the woman the inherent shyness in her is lost. He smiles a lot of himself, doesn't he?"

"Pass, he's going crazy!" There was laughter on the sidelines of John's speech.

"You should have noticed, Jo, when Robbin was secretly observing his wife's activity on his cell phone, "tease Berry, his thick eyebrows were moving up and down. "We'd better take it to a mental hospital or to doctor—"

"Just kid!" Robbin rebuked with red cheeks, embarrassed to be caught flowers in front of his friends.

"Look, Jo, don't you want to be like her, too?" Berry was increasingly teasing Robbin at the time.

"Whatever!" Robbin raised his hand indifferent sign.

The three returned to their respective tasks until surprised by Robbin's spontaneous movements.

The chair that Robbin was sitting on bounced backwards as it moved haphazardly and the two sides turned their heads in unison.

"Is there a problem?" ask Berry and John.

"The bastards took my wife!" robbin then walked out of the room after giving a brief explanation. The horrific incident happened ten minutes ago when Clay was not under surveillance.

"Robbin!" berry followed the long steps of his friend.

Cricketer Robbin's body hit several people who blocked the road. He took the emergency stairway instead of the elevator, his legs now climbing two steps at once.

"Robbin!" exclaim Berry, throw the key captured Robbin, agile.

Without delay Robbin got into the car, blame the engine and then stepped on the gas pedal. The four-wheeled vehicle was speeding up beating the speed of light.

Robbin knows where to catch up with his wife, but the streets are transformed by a labyrinth that is difficult to find the end. He stopped several times as the traffic signs changed colors.

From a distance, Robbin sees John's car following behind. He knew for sure that they would not allow himself to move alone.

Impatience prompted Robbin to honk repeatedly until he was hit by another road. However, he did not care, once the loose streets of the car sped up.

Robbin and Johanes drove the vehicle far away from the city and stopped in the front yard of an old building. The rocky wall looked moist and smelled of moss, on the side of the roof almost filled with vines.

The lights automatically dimmed as soon as the car engine was turned off, the three men descended and moved slowly as they approached the stylish building.

The atmosphere around here is freezing and quiet. Suspicion sent caution many times over, Robbin coded John and Berry. They are a solid team, so it is easy to receive cues from each other.

Instinctively as secret agents they are aware of spies blending in the darkness.

The sound of squealing and faint peaches, sounded sharp enough in his third ear, until the sound of gunfire split the silence. Luckily the hot lead was successfully avoided and penetrated into the ground until the surface of the brownish red earth was thrown into the air.

The reflexes of Robbin, Johanes, and Berry managed to save themselves from the unexpected attack of people in hiding. The three comrades spread out in three different directions.

With the moonlight, they sneak into the old building. The shadow of the revolver's armed hand shuffled towards Berry, John swiftly lunged at the man until his weapon fell from his grasp.

"Aakhs!" a stifled cry sounded.

A fierce struggle between John and the man occurred, raw bogem lodged in each part of the body alternately. The sound of the two fighting was not loud enough to be heard from a distance.

Until John exclaimed, "Robbin, go!"

However, someone blocked Robbin's steps, he twisted his shoulders and clenched his palms. Then, take the horses. The sturdy plontos man was ready to subvert the opponent.

"Come on! Comehere!" her word.

A short slanted smile fell on Robbin's lips, he was not used to acting while talking. Like kata— keg empty sonorous sound—not the slightest bit attached to the soul.