Namoras
Behind the Dojo

Namora's like a really worried person. Since he was human, to this day he continues to force his brain to think how he can find ways with Jhonroy through business lines.

"Look. Namora will think about it again. But, whatever happens, I will make sure that while there is a project opportunity, and the name of the Agro financial company is there, there will be a Martins Group to review their business. The point is, one of us must perish,"

"good. Grandfather likes a man who has a stand. Trust your grandfather, and you will do your best. Only, there is no guarantee that this effort will succeed one hundred percent," replied Lalah who did not dare to give certainty that his business will succeed even though he did have many acquaintances of important people.

"It's okay cake. Whatever the outcome, the important thing is to try" replied Namora trying not to overburden the old man.

Shortly thereafter, the call was ended.

Namora still hasn't started the engine. He looked like he was twirling his phone in his hand. "Hmmm. The meeting must be held immediately. Otherwise, I still can't figure out what their attitude is like. Even if it's risky, it's a thousand times better than doing nothing and staying blind about who's friends and who's opponents,"

Namora is back on the call. This time, he called Ameng.

Tut.., tut...

"Hello Namora. What about your situation?" Ask Ameng as soon as the call is connected.

"That's pretty good, Uncle," replied Namora.

"Where are you now? Don't be so wandering around! Right now, the people from L city already know that you're cured. So, the possibility that you will be targeted by murder will repeat itself" Ameng warned.

Without warning, Namora knew. A blind man will not fall into the same hole twice. What else is he who is literate. Only, he wasn't afraid. In fact, he purposely wandered around for the killer to come back after him. That way, he can put up a fight. Because, at this time he is much better prepared to face all possibilities based on past experiences.

"Uncle. Mora called Uncle there were two purposes. First, Mora wants 4 tough guys. Mora has a mission for them. The second, Tomorrow, Mora will leave for the city of Kemuning. Mora wants to hold a meeting with shareholders at Martins Group. Please make notice immediately. Mora will leave Batu city after school and will likely arrive there around 5 p.m. We'll have a meeting at 6. Let no one not attend the meeting. Or.., their dividends will be cut!" Namora's word is full of threats. His authoritarian attitude began to recur.

"You're going to the city of Kemuning? Who will accompany you?" Tanya Ameng was worried.

"No one should accompany me. Mora is not as weak anymore as he was a week ago. If necessary, spread the news that Mora will leave for the city of Kemuning at two in the afternoon tomorrow. Who wants his wife to be a widow, or his children to be orphans, can get in my way!" Namora Steadfast.

"Crazy. Absolutely insane," the grumbling of Ameng clearly sounded across there.

"It sometimes takes a little crazy, cruel and inhumane to face a demon under the guise of a human like Jhonroy. Uncle just calm down. Remember, Uncle! Immediately send 4 people to Batu city!"

Tut.., tut...

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The new village dojo

The old man who was none other than Sensei in the new village Dojo had just opened his eyes from a meditative attitude. In front of him, a slightly fat, short and narrow-eyed man was sitting on his knees with his face paled.

For a moment the old man sighed, before he asked. "Takimura thats. What about you now?"

The short-statured little fat man slowly raised his face, then let out a heavy sigh.

He shook his head like a desperate person before replying, "the poison from the weapons of those people from the Tiger Sham organization is truly evil. If it wasn't me, it would have been dead on the spot" he replied as he bowed back.

"Takimura thats. The sect head already knows your state. They are very angry at your failure to do the job. They gave you a week to recuperate, then three days to complete your mission. After that, you should immediately return to Japan to face the chairman,"

"I know. This is my mistake. In ten days, I will definitely behead the boy. Of course only then, my good name will return. I just hope that Sensei can find an antidote for me,"

Sensei sighed softly. "It's easy to concoct poison. However, concocting an antidote for poison was not easy. In our sect, we are only forged into assassins, not healers,"

"If so, it will be very difficult for me to meet the demands of the sect head. With the deep energy I have, I am able to remove this poison. But not completely. In the end, this remnant poison that did not come out completely would kill me slowly," Takimura looked extremely desperate. As long as he was a hit man, he had never expected to be in this position. All this time he was used to killing and injuring people with his poisonous weapons. It was unexpected that he ended up experiencing what it felt like to be poisoned.

"Don't be too desperate. Our goods from Japan and Hong Kong will arrive in two days. If you survive to the destination, it should be in one of the boxes, there is a drug for you that is sent directly by the chairman," Sensei said persuading Takimura not to be too depressed.

"Stuff?" Takimura scrunched his forehead. He had no idea what exactly was meant by the items Sensei had said just now.

Sensei just smiled as he grabbed the teacup, then took a slight sip.

He put the tea back on the table, then stared at Takimura. "It's actually very secret. It was too secret to the point that not many people from the sect knew. But it's okay. I trust you.

Know it! Do you think I am very sincere about teaching the art of karate to the people of this village? My goal in establishing this Dojo is only a cover to smooth out and pave the way for the entry of goods from Japan. This dojo was the entrance before it was distributed to several cities including L city. And Jhonroy is our biggest business partner in Sumatra. Otherwise, I might even bother to assume that the enemy is my enemy as well. The death of one of my students was only a deliberate excuse to cross-open the dispute with Namora. It just so happens that there is a group of fools who add as if this is real and Namora is guilty of having made a fuss in this Dojo. In fact, Namora is just a tool to achieve a bigger goal. This time, the main enemy to be eliminated was the Martins Group. If the company were to collapse, the city of Kemuning would lose a lot of power. It's time we took control of the city as a step to open many doors for Japanese goods,"