My Boyfriend Is Smuggler's
Familiar

Excel keeps thinking, looking for ways to get away from the mafia,

"Sister, isn't he hungry? I'll get you some food, brother, just wait here" Excel said.

"It looks a little hungry" thought the man.

"Well, I'll find you a brother's fruit wait here," Excel who was happy crawling stood up.

But the man also stood with Excel.

"Lho brother, why stand up? just let go of the handcuffs," Excel said.

"The handcuff key is not on me" he replied indifferently.

"Well, then why did you handcuff me?" replied Excel limp.

"That's why I don't think you're an enemy spy" he replied hesitantly.

"Enemy spy? I'm a real person here you know, brother, I was born in Indonesia why become an enemy spy?," replied Excel annoyed.

"Yes I know, I was wrong" he said indifferently.

"This guy, it's wrong not to apologize and ignore me," Excel's mind was upset.

"Then what is it?" asked Excel.

"That's why maybe we should take it apart" the man replied unconvincingly.

"Huh, better find some food first, keep coming home to my house" Excel said.

On the way to Excel's house, they search for food in the forest, of course, many wild fruits that can be found.

"This brother I just got guava, eat it." gave the guava he got.

The man received the guava that Excel gave him.

"What's your name?" he asked, stopping the silence.

"I'm Excel sis, Excel Miranda, brother what's his name?," replied Excel excitedly.

"Call me Lee" Lee replied.

"Why Lee brother, it's not fair I've told my name why you're just Lee" Excel replied sulking.

"You're chatty!," said Lee in surprise.

"No brother, I'm actually an introverted son, I'm a lot away from my friends because I'm a widow's son" said Excel a little sad.

"Then why are you so fussy with me?" asked Lee.

"Something you might need a friend, actually I'm afraid of you, because you're suddenly handcuffing me, I think you're a mobster, or a hit man," Excel said.

"Then?" replied Lee.

"I don't think, because you're not Indonesian, you have something you're working on" Excel replied.

"But if I'm a hit man who's gonna kill you how?" asked Lee, trying to get to know Excel.

"Em, I'll have you pay me before you kill me" Excel replied with a smile.

"Why do you prefer money over your life?" Lee asked Excel.

"Because no one wants to kill me, I'm just a poor person, hahaha" Excel replied with a laugh.

Lee who saw the laughter joined in with a small smile with the innocence of someone who was new to her.

"You're plain once," Lee's inner admiration.

"But Excel, you don't think about consequences when you know that I'm a hit man, I'm definitely gonna get rid of the evidence" Lee said.

Excel's plain and funny face made Lee laugh wide.

"Hahaha," laughed Lee happily.

Excel saw a big smile on Lee's lips, and Excel approached him.

"Sister, big brother is handsome if you smile, don't wrinkle your eyebrows it looks scary" said Excel with a thin smile.

Lee realized that he had not laughed like that for a long time, since Lee became the Korean State Army and got a mission to spy on a group of illegal Korean pesticide suppliers who were in Indonesia, which is now in Indonesia, Lee and his two colleagues Soyoon and Bogun are in Indonesia without passports, meaning smugglers have started their mission in the past two months,

In the afternoon a man who had camouflaged like a plant in an oil palm forest, there were many eyes fixed on a small house on the eastern edge of the forest.

Eastern palm oil forests are rare among workers or people because of dense forests and far from residential areas.

"Rojer, rojer in, Bogun reconnaissance from above, Soyoon prepared in position, this time we should be able to catch them, rojer understood," said Lee leader of their troops.

"Rojer, understood," replied Soyoon as their troop corporal.

"Are the troops ready in position?" asked Lee.

"Ready rojer" replied Bogun also Corporal in the force.

"Well, the transfer this time we will attack" Lee said firmly.

"Ready rojer" corporals and troops who were ready to attack.

Before long a large tank truck was moving a liquid from the body of the truck into a large, well-ordered detergent,

Many people who carried sharp weapons in their hands, Lee and his troops had also prepared combat tools, and,

"Ready! attack now" Lee told his walkie talkie.

Before long the sound of gunfire was everywhere, bullets were raining down on the area, people hit by bullets were falling and flying.

The black soil that instantly became a pool of blood, the tree tree did not escape the scratches of fresh blood.

"Continue, keep attacking" Lee said.

Not many Lee troops were victims of the incident, when the situation in the sense of security saw the smugglers had been killed.

Lee decided to come down from the top of the hill.

"Rojer, I'm going down, alpa C is coming with me" Lee ordered

Lee and his troops approached the small house and began to go inside.

Step by step Lee was slumping, but there was no movement, the corpses of people lying down became a barrier to his steps, until he arrived in a room, seen someone who was panting for breath, and he was, the gunshot wound to his stomach was still on, Lee approached and helped him.

"Tell me who your Group Chairman is!," asked Lee discriminating.

"To tu u a cho choi," said the brick.

But suddenly a shot was aimed at Lee right in his stomach.

"Rojer, rojer there's still someone fast looking!," Lee orders his troops to search.

"Damn it, this rifle," Lee saw his wound.

Although Lee was carrying a war vest but not all weapons could not penetrate, a long bullet penetrated his stomach causing wounds and blood to flow past his waist.

"Huh, this man is dead" said Lee annoyed.

the man who had been in Lee's hands had also died, as a result Lee did not get any information, as he was leaving Lee found a paper in the pocket of the man's shirt.

Lee found a paper note with a stamp that read CHOI, but the evidence was lacking for him.

"Choi?" Lee thought hard.