President Bucin
Boss Mafia

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It looks like a middle-aged man is struggling while clenching his hands in front of his chest pleading for mercy. "I'm. geez sir, I'm not gonna do it again." Said the man stammeringly.

The sweat has flooded the temple until it drips into the neck. His head could only bow in fear of the wrath of the master, even as it was struck by tens of kilos of stone, The man dared not look up.

"About? is there any more word?" Said Hanska flat while leaning back on his pride chair while tapping a finger between his armrests.

"Arga." Call Hanska as a signal.

"Ready sir." Arga looks forward while opening the sheet of paper that since the morning was carried by him. "Mr Gunanda Hariyanto, has embezzled funds on real estate projects resulting in losses of hundreds of millions, as well as selling company information to other companies." Arga closed the sheet of paper and walked back the sign allowing his master's turn to speak.

Hanska leaned forward watching Gunanda trying hard to ignore the pulsations in her knees.

The man grinned. "Braying me heh." he said sounding ambiguous while crossing his legs. "How long have you been working for my company?"

Gunanda looked up at his face. "Se. ten years sir." Down back. "Please give me compensation."

"Ten years you worked just to betray me? you moron! Arga, drive him out, do what we used to do to traitors." Hanska's decree restores his body to the seat.

Arga bowed closer to Hanska. "Traitor must ma*i, kill him. Just give his family a condolence gift." The man looked sadistic. Arga nodded his head in carrying out his duty.

The man who was still struggling was dragged by two bodyguards of Hanska's trust to get out of the room. Even downstairs and witnessed by other employees.

The belongings have also been lifted by another bodyguard using a chocolate box. When they arrived at the door the man was thrown away with his goods.

"You should have thought of betraying my master, you deserve it." Said Arga walking into the door of the building.

"Basin anj*n an errand boy, you're not even higher than an animal." Gunanda's screams don't accept being treated that way. For a very long time He hated Arga who always clung to his master.

Although Arga had entered the building but he could still hear the obvious mockery of Gunanda. "Stupid." Speech passed.

"Master, the car's been set up." Arga said after entering the room.

Hanska took a look at his right hand of trust. "What's up, sir? I made a mistake?" Tanya Arga corrected herself.

"How long have you been by my side?" Tanya Hanska clenched her hands as a chin pedestal.

Arga looked down a little and then looked at her. "When you saved my life twenty years ago, and took me to the residence of Alzavier considered me family. It has been nineteen years that I have devoted myself to the master of my wishes." Clearly Arga recalled the time when his life was over the horns and met his current master.

Arga swore to the end of his life that he would be faithful to his master. Hanska nodded, rising from his sitting position.

"You don't need to feel inferior to animals just because they are loyal to me. It is those who betray that deserve to be called that." Hanska walked out of the elevator.

"Thank you for your attention, sir."

Hanska just raised his eyebrows to answer the greeting of the employees in his company. Before he exited the building, the man turned his back on interrupting their activities. "You've seen him before, he's been working with me for a long time but still dared to betray. That kind of person doesn't deserve to be in my company, it's good work." Hanska.

"Good sir.." They answered in unison before seeing Hanska waltzing into the car.

"Please sir." Said one of his bodyguards opening the door allowing the master to enter the execution room.

"Who are you!? untie me! I know the mafia boss in this town, you're gonna die treating me like this." Shouted Gunanda trying to remove the rope that tied his body in the chair

Hanska's appearing. "Who do you know?" Ask.

Gunanda looked at him in wonder. "Sir Hans, so all this is father?!" His words did not accept. "Damn you let go of me quickly, you're even younger than me but not polite."

"Talking about politeness, you yourself chose to betray me without manners." Hanska rubbed his pistol with his finger.

Gunanda swallowed his saliva with difficulty seeing the gun in Hanska's hand.

"Heh you know, I know Wiratama Deo Atmadja, even Arsenio Barata Wijaya I know, they're mobsters in this town, you'll run out if I call them here" Obviously Gunanda was full of arrogance.

Hanska was showing her cruel smirk. "Call them here." Tell the master.

"It's funny, even if his life is left alone, he can still boast." Ejek Hanska pulls a chair right in front of his former employee.

"Whatsapp man!" "Yoo ma men." Both people called him. Hanska.

"Where is Zibrilio?" Hanska asked, looking back at his two best friends, not finding anyone else.

"Woylah I was left." Shouted a voice from behind Arsen and Tama. He's Zibrilio Aldebaran's son.

Arsenio looked at him while raising her shoulders. "There's something really exciting about this until you call us." The blond-haired man with a mole under his left lip was similar to Hanska's. The difference is Hanska has another mole in the lower corner of the eye.

Hanska pointed at Gunanda who was astonished to see them with 4 chins. "Say he knows you both." Arsenio and Wiratama.

They looked at each other. One more person claimed to know them.

Indeed, among the four, the most famous joined the mafia gangs are only Arsen and Tama, because they are the ones who most often deal with the dark world problem.

While Zibrilio and Hanska chose a low profile in the mafia world, even though Hanska was the owner. This is also what makes people mistakenly assume the mafia boss is Arsen and Tama.

"Hahah.mistakingly recognizing the hee people, the real boss in the Dragon Phoenix gang is standing in front of you." Wiratama answered, making Gunanda widen his eyes.

"K..You're the mafia boss? if the police catch you, your company will be destroyed."

Hanska twirled his gun no matter while Gunanda's position was panicked. "Police? hahah, don't you kill your partner by obliterating the evidence. My execution is almost the same as that of the police, which sets it apart, I walk fast, while their process is long." Gunanda.

"Do you want it rough or smooth?" Ask Hanska.

"We still have 2 more Hans toys." Clearly Arsenio, Hanska was reminded of the theft of his ancestor's jade. He grins.

"Pronounce your last supplication." Hanska pointed a gun at Gunanda to his head.

The middle-aged man swallowed with great difficulty, his breath choking. "Don't hurt my family."

"They'll let me go, I'll just take all the property you stole from me and return your suit as a gift to them." Hanska started to press the trigger.

"No.."

Dorr..

One shot hit Gunanda's head, fresh blood rushing through.

Hanska threw the gun away and opened the glove he was wearing. "Clean." His word passed leaving the execution room with a happy grin, followed by his three best friends.

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