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pancason
Part 122 Raising


They're headed for the Latin Kings residence. Armed with the previous agreement, to buy illegal firearms belonging to the gangster. The car stopped in San Paz. The inside is the same, it looks normal. There is a food buying and selling activity that indeed there are many sales stalls in San Paz. To cover their cover of course. But instantly the eyes of the two of them were perfectly rounded, when there was someone who was being dragged roughly into this territory. His face was battered, Abi who was about to help then arrested Vin, with a signal, Vin shook his head, so that Abi did not continue his intention. Because no matter what happens inside San Paz, no one should interfere in it. The act of beating that occurs in this region, is a natural thing that often happens, and sometimes becomes a free spectacle of its residents. As of now, they had only witnessed that person being treated harshly, with no one to help him. In fact they just glanced at and returned to their respective activities.


In line with that, two men came to Vin and Abi. Ask their needs. Well, the San Paz guards will come to the foreigners who enter his territory. Their guard was quite strict, and it had never bothered so far. Any intruder will be caught soon. So they chose this way, entering in a peaceful way. The Latin Kings headquarters. The gazes of those people's eyes looked sinister, continuing to shine sharply at Abhimanyu and Vin. They remain suspect, but by being relaxed, things are easily under control.


A building was now in front of them, the men guarding San Paz pointed at the place they were headed. Tell me that this is where the Latin Kings are. They both went inside.


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The residence of Faizal, lived two twin girls with an old man who was none other than Alan, their grandfather. The two twin girls killed time by cooking, preparing some snacks for the residents of the house, and the two men who were now struggling there. Although Abhimanyu was already famous as a man who did not die easily, Vin was not so. That's what makes Allea anxious. But Ellea continued to strengthen her brother, if Abi and Vin would be fine.


Alan chose to sit by the window, enjoying the atmosphere of the night from his place. His mind wandered out of nowhere. To be sure, everyone was on his mind. Abi, Vin, Ronal, and all his past. He remembered the flash disk that is now being scrambled, remembering what are the secret things that so many people want to have it. "Actually who are the names of the higher-ups who are there, because I have not seen all the lists of names" muttered Alan.


Faizal is still struggling with his computer, trying to hack the CCTV network around San Paz. He wondered how the two men who were now taking their lives there. If they make the slightest mistake, their history is finished. Not only them, because surely the hiding will also be known soon. He must be prepared to lose everything. Especially job. Because he was against his own leader.


"Zal, the coffee" said Ellea, who now walks into Faizal's study. He also wondered how far Faizal had gone to track Abi and Vin. Ellea placed the coffee cup on the table, not far from Faizal's hand. The young man only took a quick glance and thanked him.


Ellea pulled out a chair so she could sit next to Faizal. He also holds a glass filled with his favorite jasmine tea. The smell was soothing for Ellea. He inhaled deeply the fragrance of the tea leaves. Her net was staring at the flat screen that Faizal was focusing on. "Hows it? Have they met?" ellea asked, which was meant about Abi and Vin's whereabouts.


"Yes already, Zal. We eat first yuk," asked Ellea, distracting the man so that his brain is fresher after eating. Faizal agreed to the idea. They then followed Allea who was serving food for them to eat tonight.


There are 4 people at the dining table. Alan, Faizal, Ellea and Allea. They decided to have dinner first. All that is served is Indonesian specialties. Terasi sambal, asem vegetable, and salted fish. Faizal was always stocking food ingredients that he usually met in Indonesia, he could not eat, food carelessly. Faizal also often cook even though the cuisine is not so delicious. "Well, this is delicious" Faizal said praising Allea's cooking. Faizal immediately took the rice and all the dishes presented. He eats so voraciously. But not with the other three.


Feeling the circumstances did not allow for Faizal to be happy over all these delicious dishes, he hurriedly finished his rations. "Eum, I looked back from there, yeah," pointed Faizal at his study, where the computer was still on. The three of them did not comment anything, only staring at a glance Faizal who hurriedly left.


The real Faizal was uncomfortable from having to share a place for all of them, unable to do anything about it. It's impossible to let their lives be in danger if it's out there. There is still a lot of coffee left. Faizal finished his meal with Ellea's coffee. He tried to refocus on the screen. As Faizal was about to figure out how to get into San Paz access, he was stunned by the arrival of several cars in the basement. The movements of those people are suspicious. As they descended, Faizal enlarged the images of those people. Everyone wears a face mask, so it cannot be recognized from this screen. Bad feeling. He immediately shouted the names of the people in his house one by one.


"What's the matter, Zal?" asked Elea who immediately approached because she felt called. Faizal turned his head, and looked at Elea with a frightened face. His hand pointed to the screen. "They .. seem to be coming here!" faizal is sure. Elea approached and slashed her eyes. He also agrees with Faizal. Apparently even in this place, they are not safe. Who else are those people? Why they came looking for them. Are those Austin dispatch? Or Ronal?


Allea and Alan become curious and join Faizal and Elea. "Why?"


"We need to move! Zal, you have a firearm? A gun or whatever?"


"Oh, damn! I finally got out of that stuff. It's not in vain that I buy giniian!" faizal said, opening the drawer underneath. There some firearms still look new and complete. "Please choose, ladies, which one you like best. And you too, old man, "cetus Faizal was proud.