Namoras
Infested

The hall of the sports council of Dolok ginjang

The accident that occurred at this tournament that claimed the life of a participant suddenly made an uproar.

Although the event had ended, however, no one was allowed to leave the hall. Because, the forensic team is currently conducting an investigation before concluding a decision whether this accident is purely an accident, or there is an element of intent.

Some cctv footage as well as footage from the mobile phones of the students who witnessed the match were also confiscated.

After a thorough investigation, the police commander allowed the students and teachers to leave the room. However, teachers from Tunas Bangsa state High School and Kampung Baru state High School including Namora and Jol still do not get permission.

Now, they have been led to the Dolok Ginjang police station to undergo further checks.

Currently, Lalah who got information from Ameng about the incident immediately used the connection he had to pick up Namora from the police station Dolok Ginjang, of course after running the examination.

Actually, the police already knew that Namora was innocent. From the beginning, to the end they had watched the recording and did not find that Namora had carried out an attack on Diaz. In fact, Diaz suddenly twitched precisely when carrying out an attack. And Namora was lying in the ring when she fell due to a kick from Diaz.

"Young master. How's it?" Zack asked along with his four friends as soon as Namora had walked out of the police station.

"The police have proven that I am innocent. It's just that they are still waiting for the autopsy results of Diaz's body, and then I am found guilty or not" Namora replied with a flat face.

"You don't have to worry. I'll take care of Namora. After all, this Dolok Djang is my territory," said Lilah as she wore a confident smile.

"Thank God. Then, we have to go back to Batu city first to report everything to Bang Ameng" said Zack.

Somehow Namora's heart suddenly did not want to let Zack return to the city of Stone. But he doesn't know the reason.

"Ladah Sir. Don't forget to bring Namora back here before 10 tomorrow morning!" Suddenly a policeman came up to them and told them like that. The police words earlier made Namora stop her intention to forbid Zack from returning to Batu city first.

Lalah nodded slowly while patting the young policeman on the shoulder with a smile.

"alright. The young master is already together with Lord Lalah. There's nothing more to worry about. In that case, we beg yourself first," said Zack who immediately stepped towards the parking area, then preceded the bus that will deliver the group of students of Tunas Bangsa state High School to return to Batu city.

Namora stared at the departure of the black BMW car with an erratic heart. He was agitated, but did not know what kind of anxiety he was. "Squeaky. What's the matter?" Namora thought to herself.

"What's up, Namora?" Asked Lalah who was astonished to see Namora repeatedly wrinkling her forehead.

"Come, Cake. I also don't know why I feel bad like this,"

Lalah thought that Namora was such a heartless face. After all, Namora had just seen the death of someone before her eyes. In fact, he himself was dragged into the matter. So, he thinks, that's only natural. What he doesn't know, though, is that Namora didn't think about Diaz's death at all. He was worried about Zack and his people even though he didn't know what it was.

"Already, Mora. Let's go to Grandpa's. There's your aunt Wulan who wants to meet," said Lalah as she pulled Namora's hand.

Wulan was the daughter of Lalah who could be said to be one of the few girls who admired Tigor greatly, although the impression between Tigor and Wulan was not pleasant at the beginning of their introduction.

Namora followed the pull of Lalah's hand. But the look in his eyes was still looking towards the path that Zack and his people had been on.

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Slum Gang

Some men seemed to be engrossed in sipping their own cup of coffee with eyes that were very focused towards the highway.

As soon as the car passed on the road that passed the cafe, one of the men who sat while paying attention to the highway immediately pulled out his cellphone, then sent a message.

"Target has passed through the Slum alley. 100km/h. It is estimated that another 30 minutes will arrive at the corner of Pitu!"

After sending the message, the man immediately paid the bill, then along with his friend left the cafe.

Meanwhile, on the edge of the road just behind the bend, a unit of land cruiser Prado blue navy parked.

Inside the car, two men were staring at the road. It also appears that a young man in his almost 30s is sitting behind the steering wheel of a car with his hand holding a cigarette.

It's 11 p.m. The streets are starting to fall. Not many highway users who pass in this bend Pitu area. Meanwhile, the man who had smoked the cigarette immediately glanced towards the clock. "It's been 25 minutes" he said in his heart, then immediately started the engine of the Land cruiser Prado, and ran the car towards the road. Only, he had no intention of leaving the area. Instead, instead park the car with a transverse position in the middle of the road.

Now, from the direction of the Slum Gang, the faint light of the vehicle began to appear. This made the young man and another short man who was slightly full and had narrow eyes singled out a cynical smile.

"Mr Takimura. They seem to have arrived!"

The short man nodded faintly. He then fixed the position of the katana on his waist.

A few seconds passed slowly. However, slowly but surely, from the end there, now began to look a unit of BMW cars heading towards the road where the Prado car was crossing at high speed.

Ciiiiit.....!

The sound of car tires being dragged on the asphalt causes a sound that makes the ears sore.

Can be imagined when the car is traveling at high speed, then on the brakes suddenly, it can be sure to cause a sound that will puncture the eardrum. Fortunately, the car did not lose its balance, causing a traffic accident.

Now, the distance between the BMW car and the Land cruiser Prado car is only two meters.

From the bottom of the car body, it looks clearly smoky due to the friction of the tire with asphalt.

Four young men who were in the black BMW car frowned when they saw a car that was deliberately blocking the road.

Suddenly, a bad feeling enveloped the hearts of the four young people who were in the black BMW car.

"Who are they Zack?" Ask the young man sitting next to the driver's seat.

"Eitherway. I don't know either" replied Zack.

"Bang Zack's. My feelings became unpleasant. This is not a broken car or an accident. The car on the road looks intentional. If it's an accident, there's nothing broken from that car,"

"Zacks. Is it possible that these people from L city are targeting young lord Namora?"

"We'll find out. Better get ready!" Zack said warned.

"Zacks. I'll go down and question them. What does it mean to block our path. Better yet, you should take steps just in case! Call Brother Ameng!" Pinta the young man who was sitting next to Zack.

"Good!" Said Zack who then immediately pulled out his cellphone.

Seriate...