Namoras
Namora is in danger

"Great Lord Jhonroy. Teja fails to kill Namora. Even now he was caught by the police and has been taken to the Batu city police station" a man reported to Jhonroy about the incident near noon.

Prak!

The desk in Jhonroy's office was kicked upside down by the old man and some of the items on the desk scattered in all directions.

"Stupid really is Teja. Even such work cannot be completed. What else can you expect from this child?"

Jhonroy stood up from his chair. He stepped towards the window and looked towards the distance while clenching his fists. Meanwhile, the man who reported earlier could only be bowed. He knew that he could only wait for the order without saying much. After all, Jhonroy's mood was currently hot. Looking for his name disease if he speaks a lot.

After pondering for a while, Jhonroy suddenly turned to face the man before, then he ordered. "Zamru. You know what you have to do to suppress the Batu City police chief, right?"

The man who reported his name was Zamri nodded slowly. He knows what he has to do. Actually, I also want to suggest that. But because Jhonroy's mood was not good, he could only wait.

"I know, Sir. I'm going to leave now. You can wait for my word calmly," said Zamri, then he turned to leave the office of Jhonroy.

At the same time, Namora who had just undergone interrogation at the Batu city police station finally came out also after giving a statement to the investigators. Meanwhile, Ameng, since then had come out first and immediately reported the incident to Tigor that their departure to the city of Kemuning was disrupted and forced to be canceled due to Namora's own safety.

Tigor also agreed that Namora's departure to the city of Kemuning was delayed until the day of her freedom. The hope is that, hopefully later on his freedom day, there will be many connections attending his freedom event. Thank goodness Jerry William will visit and with this, he can ask for advice from the Master how to handle Jhonroy together with his Agro Financial Group. Because, however, many parties have an interest in this dispute.

On the other hand, Tigor is now not too worried about the safety of his son. Because, according to the narration from Ameng, that unidentified men suddenly came out of nowhere, then helped them beat the bullies. This made Tigor feel that it was Black Eagle and Black Shadow who had saved them at the behest of Jerry William.

"Meng. You must return to the city of Kemuning as soon as possible! Meet Miss Aline, arrange everything about our preparations for war with Jhonroy. In any case, quick steps must be taken. Come to think of it, it is not appropriate to do a half-war. Full power should be much needed. And that power can only be activated once I'm free. The first step was, doing the things of transferring all the assets into Namora's hands. My hunch says, young manpower is needed in this. Because Mr. Jerry William wants to lure bigger fish into a shallow pond, then we can only dredge the pond to be deeper and attract the attention of the big fish,"

"Understanding bang," replied Ameng briefly.

"There is no need to take a cut path from Indra Sakti. Just go straight through the highway. Sugeng and the members he brought should still be at the border!"

Ameng nodded in understanding, then turned to leave the big room. Now he knew he had to take care of everything. Because he's illiterate, only Miss Aline can he make a reference and help the woman who served as General Manager in the Tower sole propier to help arrange everything that needs to be prepared.

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After leaving the Batu city police station, Namora who currently did not know what to do could only daze for a moment. He did not know how many hundred meters he had walked after leaving the police station. He did not have a vehicle because he was with Ameng, and Ameng did not know where it went.

Namora currently does not want to return home. He wanted to walk to loosen the slight tension in his brain. But somehow the feeling of longing for Zack disturbed his heart. Therefore, Namora reached into his pocket and counted some of the money in his pocket. After feeling that the money was enough, he immediately waved his hand at the passing taxi and asked the driver to drive him to the Batu city public cemetery.

After paying the fare, Namora slowly stepped up. Saying greetings and praying, then he entered the public burial area, then stepped surely towards the four mounds of land that were still wet.

"Zacks. L came. May you be pleased with my arrival" said Namora as she stroked the gravestone on one of the mounds.

Namora sat down on the ground, raised her hands, and prayed to God.

After finishing climbing the Prayer, with fiery eyes, Namora said slowly. "Zacks. I know that if I didn't insist on you working with me, and let you stay by Uncle Ameng's side, none of this would have happened. But this was also beyond my expectations. You take it easy, Zack! I assure you that your family will have no trouble living. And one more thing. I promise that Jhonroy, who has done this heinous deed, will kneel before your tomb. Keep this promise!" Namora said as she clenched her hand. Then., uh..,

Bugh...! Namora involuntarily punched downward until the punch hit the ground, leaving a hole of several centimeters.

"If I can't get Jhonroy to his knees in front of your grave, I.e., Namora, stop being a man!" Namora was full of anger.

"Haha. Snot kid acting like a hotshot. You don't measure your abilities. How dare you say that you are capable of making Jhonroy kneel before the dead,"

"D-H...?!" Namora gasped at the sentence. The word came from behind. According to the way he said, of course, the owner of the vote was not from this country. Because the way the pronunciation of Indonesian is very rigid. It even feels like a lisp.

Either because it was too angry, to the point that Namora did not realize that the other person had actually been behind her since earlier. And this indicates that this person is not just anyone.

Namora spontaneously turned around, then made an instinctive gesture of anticipation.

"Who are you?" Namora asked as she scrunched her forehead. He did not know who the short fat man in black was. Seen on the waist of the fat man were two blades of different sizes.

"Samurai?" Namora thought to herself.

"Haha. I'll tell you who I am. So you don't die curious. My name is Takimura. I came from Japan at the invitation of the new village Dojo Sensei. You must remember the dispute between you and the owner of the Dojo, right?"

Hearing the confession of the short man, Namora without much question soon learned that this man must have been sent to harm him.

"Say! Are you the one who killed all four of my best friends?"

"Haha. I have to be honest with the would-be carcass. Yep. I killed them on orders from Sensei and Jhonroy. You should have been there to die, too. However, it seems like the angel of death postponed your death. And now, prepare to die!" Takimura. And he immediately moved his hand towards the katana hilt, then prepared to make an attack.

Seriate...