RICH PRANAJA HEIR TO TIRTANALA
EPS 146 SLIPPERY BLADE MULLER

EPS 146 SLIPPERY BLADE MULLER

That night Lucra gathers Pranaja and the other M16 agents in an enclosed space. They are pursuing a plan and strategy to capture the main fugitive of the British empire, Blade Muller. That beautiful agent will infiltrate in Cat Woman's clothes. Wrapped in black synthetic clothes, which tightly formed the curves of his body, he would carry an assault rifle and his main weapon, the whip.

“Please select your weapons,”, said Lucra.

Pranaja only took a revolver and a sword. He was reminded of the dragon sword once given by Shamtek the Great. He watched the sword deeply. Secretly remembering the fairy Wyona and Amita, two beautiful girls who were willing to risk their lives for her, Lucra noticed her suddenly misty face.

“Hm, there are others who miss it,” chirped Lucra.

Pranaja glanced at Lucra at a glance, his face looked red. The other agents just smiled at him. They had all equipped themselves with various kinds of deadly weaponry. Facing a Blade Muller does require extra security.

“Where will we start moving Lucra?” ask one of the agents.

Lucra immediately explained his plan and strategy. Needless to say, they all immediately understood what they should do.

“I'll catch Blade myself. You guys should be prepared to back up my every move,” he said.

At midnight they started moving. Enter the Megapolitan area through Laura Crown access. Apparently he has managed to influence Pramono so that the sexy woman has more flexibility.

***

At midnight there was a large truck that entered the area of ten coordinate points. Everyone immediately distracted him. Lucra and the others immediately prepared themselves. They did not think that that night they would have another very important guest. Ivan Draco, frontman of the drug cartel, Club Dark-O. Blade Muller bosses dalm drug trafficking new type Exqua Y-Blue, the first gel-shaped drug in Indonesia.

“Crop!” suddenly the message came in.

“313216” Pranaja reply.

“Ivan Draco into a trap. Get ready for a more exciting show!”

Ivan entered the material truck with a driver named Bawor. The ten-wheeled truck drove slowly through a row of Megapolitan office buildings, then stopped at a field that was quite dark. As soon as the vehicle stopped, Ivan hit Bawor's nape until he collapsed. He put Bawor's body on the seat, then he came down. Walk to Pramono's office. Looks like he has memorized the location of the Megapolitan boss' office.

Two doormen were easily knocked out. Then he went inside. Unbeknownst to you, there is no man inside. Maybe because it was late at night. His footsteps stopped before the door of the largest room in the office of this Megapolitan director. Ivan's eyes turned around, turning it safe before entering the room.

Very quiet, his mind, even too quiet. Pramono was always guarded by many personal guards. Is he leaving? his inner. Turn the handle of the entrance carefully, then turn slowly.

Chequek!

Slowly Ivan's body entered the room and was lost from sight.

“What should we do Lucra? Are we going to come in?”

“Wait first. Our big target tonight is Blade Muller. But we should also be able to catch both. Once paddled two kingpins exceeded,” said Lucra.

Pranaja smile. He and other comrades in charge of backing Lucra's movements can only hold back, waiting for the appearance of their big fish Blade Muller.

“Crop!”message in again.

“313216.”

“Big fish have started out of the nest.”

Lucra immediately contacted the others to prepare. Then suddenly there was a commotion from the President Director's room where Pramono usually had an office. Pranaja scrunched his forehead.

“Who's in a storm? Isn't Pramono still in Australia?” muttered.

Taps! Taps! Taps!

There were footsteps running quickly towards Pramono's room. Muller Blade! He went into that room. Sounds are getting louder. Also the cries of pain that sounded was the voice of Ivan Draco. Lucra and the others were about to move in when they heard the sound of gunfire twice from inside the Megapolitan City Presidency room.

Dor's! Dor's!

***

Blade exited the room to look for Pramono. But the Megapolitan boss is no longer visible from his nose. Even his guards were invisible. The office atmosphere is very quiet. There was only him and Ivan's body there.

“Where did everyone go? Are they already on the bed?” his inner.

Blade walked down the hall, looking at every room and building in Megapolitan. But still he did not find a single human. He went straight back to Pramono's office. Lifting suitcases filled with money that belonged to Paul, Ivan and his friends.

“Where are those suitcases Blade?” a voice came from the ceiling.

Blade gasped in shock. He immediately put the suitcases on the floor and prepared his AK47 assault rifle. Then look up, looking for the source of the sound. In one corner he saw a woman wearing a black shirt and mask.

“Catwoman?” blade. “No matter who comes. It turns out masked clown.”

Catwoman descended from the ceiling and stood in front of Blade.

“Do you know everything?” ask Blade.

“Of course, all your words I've recorded everything here,” said the cat woman while showing her phone. Then he pressed the screen.

Click!

“You saw seven suitcases filled with money that Van. That's the payment money for Paul and his six men, including you,” Blade said. “I want all of it to be mine.”

Ivan stared intently at Blade's face.

“That means you know who sent the rocket to destroy our plane?”

“Of course. Because I'm the culprit, there's no one else. Hahaha.”.

Click!

The woman turned her phone back on.

“You are charged with premeditated murder of Paul and his friends and forfeiture. Now surrender without a fight.”

Blade nodded, then laughed while shaking his head.

“What are you?”

“I'm Lucra Venzi agent 004 M16 of the British Secret Intelligence Service. And you're a British royal security guard prisoner today.”

Blade's lips laughed even wider.

“Befit you have the guts to face me.”

Suddenly Blade pointed his weapon at Lucra. But his moves lost quickly. Lucra, who was already on guard, swung his sneer towards Blade's hand.

The tar!

Blade's surprised. His rifle slipped and floated in the air. With a tip, Lucra hooked the gun and took it. Then he pointed it towards Blade.

“It doesn't take much Blade's behavior. Surrender!” lucra.

Suddenly the curtain covering the glassy room opened. Pranaja and several other M16 agents were standing in the room.

“There is no way out to pass,” Lucra continued.

Blade held the head with both hands. Impossible, this was impossible, his inner self while looking at the seven suitcases of money that almost belonged to him. But not Blade if it's easy to give up. Suddenly his hand picked up the smoke bomb tucked in his waist. The tin-shaped bomb was slammed into the floor.

Boom!

Smoke filled the room. Blade moves fast. Crashed the glass barrier, until it was smashed into pieces. Pranaja's just seen a human as slippery as Blade Muller.

Prangs!!

Pranaja and the other agents who did not expect Blade's attack immediately jumped. This opportunity Blade used to escape.

A tatatata!!!

Lucra fired his AK47 into the air. Blade continued to run rapidly towards the darkness of the forest. Pranaja and other agents immediately moved to hunt him. Blade suddenly turned around and threw two dagger blades at them.

“Argh!”

Two agents fell down after the two daggers had pierced his thigh. Lucra and Pranaja are after him. Two other agents took care of his injured partner.

“Stop!” shouted Pranaja while pulling out his sword.

His body moved very lightly following Blade who ran towards the cliff. But Pranaja caught up with him. Seeing the young man right behind him, Blade took out the last blade. But Pranaja's movements were very fast, striking the tip of Blade's hand with his sword sheath.

Nah!

Blade's hands instantly stiffened, unable to move. His dagger slipped off, his body thrust into a deep abyss.

“Aargh!!”

His cry before his body was lost in the shade of trees that filled the bottom of the abyss that night.