Joe William
Flooding of blood in Garden Hill
That morning, at the western door of the project site, people from the Dragon Empire disguised as the public began to move in on the demonstration.
Across the fence, at the project site, look Arslan, Riko, members of Dragon Empire and hundreds of members of the Miller family who were first in Garden Hill seemed relaxed to see the protesters doing the oration.
For Arslan, Riko and his men, they are relaxed because they have other plans.
For hundreds of Adolf Miller's men. For them, this is common. At least just ordinary orations. Therefore, they consider this is the work of the villagers who are still dissatisfied because they have not received compensation for their land that is cultivated to be the project site.
The more the sun rose to the top, the more brutal the protests they carried out were.
They began pelting the bodyguards sitting on top of the post tower with Molotov cocktails.
Seeing the hot situation, now Arslan ordered his men to get out of the fence and pretend to attack the protesters by wearing masks and protective hats so as not to be recognized, he said, they also now pretended to fight against people who were outside who were also members of the Dragon Empire organization.
There was some red liquid now in Lee's throw towards the demonstrators as if they were currently bleeding. And it didn't escape the camera lens shots of the reporters.
Several reporters are now busy explaining in front of the camera about the current situation in which the demonstrators have been severely persecuted.
The presence of these reporters immediately got a response from the Miller family members who still have not taken action.
"Hey. Let's see there! Are they not journalists? Where did these guys come from? Has this project been leaked?" Ask one of the guards.
"I'm sorry if it's like this. Let's share the task! You report to the great Lord Adolf Miller the chaos that is going on here. Also tell him that there are a lot of journalists who got into the site of this project of his." Said one of his colleagues commanding.
They rushed to divide the task to contain the protesters, and also to contact Miller's family about the incident. But late. Because now the demonstrators have entered the project area. Even about two hundred meters long the zinc fence had been collapsed muted by the masses.
From the fallen fence, that, now the people of Dragon Empire who were followed by the community escorted by the Drako people began to jump besieging hundreds of men belonging to the Miller family and without direct command to attack so that the fight between those who did have careful planning against the men of the Miller family. It is certainly an unbalanced fight.
When Arslan signaled to Daniel, the understanding Daniel began to give a warning to the Journalists to stop their activity recording and photographing the incident.
After the sign from Daniel was received by Arslan, a massacre ensued.
This is because from inside the jackets of each of the demonstrators began to issue sharp weapons and immediately read out those who had been marked as Adolf Miller's men.
Not until fifteen minutes, there was nothing left of Adolf's men who were assigned to guard the project site.
Facing the people from the trained Dragon Empire was certainly not a snack for those who were able to bully only the villagers.
Once this they met the stone that caused them all now lying without lives, aka modar with very sad conditions.
After the massacre, now the people from Dragon Empire gradually disappeared from the area along with several private cars that immediately picked up the reporters to load the media news as soon as possible.
Several heavy equipment now appear to have come to the site of the massacre, scraped a large hole and hoarded all the bodies of the victims of the massacre en masse.
After everything was done, it was calm as if nothing had happened.
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Kriii...
Kriiii...!
"Hallo Uncle Ryan."
"Joe. It's all done as you planned."
"Good Uncle. Now get everything back to base. The three of us also immediately returned to Metro City. I'm waiting for you at Villa Smith."
"Alright Joe. We'll run away from this place soon. Let the rest be played by Mr. Sham with those political elites who are tormenting this society."
"All right Uncle. Don't waste any more time. I'm afraid if Adolf Miller finds out about this, it'll be hard to hide uncle's involvement. What I'm afraid of is not the muzzle of a rifle. But the camera lenses of the reporters."
"Haha. Say goodbye to MegaTown, Adolf Miller! This is how the host expels strangers who do not know themselves. Want to be a prankster in my country, maybe you can. But get rid of my Dragon Empire first." Joe said in his heart and smiled to himself.
"Why are you smiling like that, huh? Has your level of madness reached its highest?"
An old man stood looking at Joe who was laughing. So that made the young man a little flutter.
"Hehehehe. Cakes. Just surprise me." Joe said as his head rakes.
"Here I hold your forehead!" Said Mr. Smith while putting the back of his hand on Joe's forehead.
"Hmmm. You don't have a fever. Didn't hurt. But why are you suddenly crazy?" Said the old man immediately scrunched his forehead a sign of not understanding.
"Snouts! Tega once said his great-grandson was crazy. I am still sane race race race!" Joe said while pecking.
"Then, why are you laughing yourself huh? The little boy sedeng. You're crazy, aren't you? If it's crazy, let's take you to a mental institution."
"Grandfather will know later. Soon, a news story will be out on television about the Miller family's illegal project in the Eastern Garden Hill. Haha."
"What does that mean? Illegal project?" Ask Mr. Smith in wonder.
"Yes. The project belongs to those in Garden Hill was found to be illegal. They are forcibly depriving the people of their rights. Many houses were demolished. The gardens and grain fields they also worked to make the project stand."
"How do you know, huh?" Ask Mr. Smith increasingly impatient.
"Yes with effort is cake. Otherwise, how could I possibly know that the project belonging to the Arold Holding Company was an illegal project." Answer Joe.
"Your style. You I see busy with your business. Then, what effort do you mean?"
"Haha. Yut. Firing Uncle Ryan, Uncle Arslan and Uncle Riko was part of my attempt to trick the enemy. Didn't grandfather suspect about the dismissal. Grandpa should be suspicious! Because, why did my father just calm down when his three best friends I fired. What right do I fire those cakes? If the dismissal was really, of course my dad's the most fire beard." Said Joe.
"Ja-ja-so?"
"Yes is a thing." Joe answered while he pulled his nose.
"This is right. Truly a child of Satan. Playing the old man. Got to get punished!"
"Bright. It's accomplishment. Why get punished?" Joe asked like someone was crying.
"Punishment for being dishonest with this old us. You make us heart gymnastics every day. It must be legal."
"If I'm honest, this plan could leak everywhere. What else is William's grandfather. He spoke, just like the muzzle of an AK47. One hundred percent must be my plan raw halfway." Joe said in self-defense.
"Whatever it is. Just in the law."
Mr. Smith still insists on punishing Joe.
"Yes already. If that's the law!" Joe said as he dropped to his knees on the floor.
Joe's done it if he has to be hit again. But what he didn't expect was, not hit. Mr. Smith hugged his great-grandson with teary eyes and kissed Joe's head affectionately.
"Our family will never die as long as there are future generations like you." Said Mr. Smith.
Joe also forced to be moved. But he failed, then put his saliva under his eyes to look like crying as well. Though he currently feels happy because soon the Miller family will fire a beard.
"You're crying Joe?" Ask Mr. Smith.
"Yes Cake. Hikiz.., hikz.., hikz." Joe said with a very funny face.
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