Scavenging Success
Chapter 26 Part 3
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...Bloody Altar...
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...[.Rating 21+]...
...In addition to containing elements of physical violence and also psychic violence, this story is also peppered by relationships without the bond of marriage and various elements associated with it....
...Although many references are taken from facts and history in the real world. But this story is a fictional story that takes place in a different universe to the real world....
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In the alley. Yono saw a small iron door hidden. Yono closed his eyes while feeling the door as if he was feeling something.
Yono then kissed the hand that had just touched the iron door like a trail-seeking dog.
'It looks like they are really in here!' whispered Yono inwardly.
By the way... Yono is being so strange like this...? What kind of insight did the System instill in Yono just now?
Dang dang!
Yono flailed the iron door tightly.
Dang dang!
There's no answer. Yono again banged on the iron door. Yono stopped banging as he vaguely heard the sound of footsteps approaching the door.
Srak!
Inside the iron door was a pair of eyes instantly visible in the crevice that suddenly opened.
"What's up?!" ask the man.
"Is this really Mr Francis' place?" Yono origin mentioned the name.
"No! You're in the wrong place!" said that person.
Srak!
The core gap is closed tightly again.
"Dam... But I prepared the money... You liar Mr Francis! Making five hundred million is not an easy thing to do to know.." Yono shouted while kicking the wind in annoyance.
Srak!
The peephole is back open.
"What are you looking for, Mr Francis?' ask the pair of eyes that reappear there.
'Basic amateurs!' Yono smiled inwardly as he saw the pair of eyes reappear.
"I want to pay you the money that Mr. Francis asked for" Yono explained with a faint cat eye. Jago is also the acting of this Yono!
Yono firmly believes that the kidnappers Dede and Mbak are amateur thugs. Because if they are professional kidnappers, of course they will not stop by this place just to channel their momentary desires.
For a professional criminal, completing tasks as quickly and as neatly as possible is the main thing. It is far more important than enjoying a moment of satisfaction.
"Where's the money?!" ask the guy.
"There's in my car" Yono replied quickly.
"Master Francis said, you'd better get the money here soon!" answer the man behind the door.
'Fruncas Francis... Turn money directly ijo lu!' jehek Yono in heart.
"But you said that there is no such thing as Mr. Francis here." sambar Yono in a familiar tone.
"Oh... Ta's... But I'm afraid I have to bring my own money. I want someone to take care of me while taking it.." replied Yono with his god-level acting skills.
Hearing Yono's reply, the pair of Eyes seemed to be silent in thought for a moment.
"Just a second!"
Srak!
The two eyeballs again closed the peep gap on the door and faintly heard the sound of footsteps away from the door.
Yono guessed that the man was discussing with his comrades. It is clear from the length of time the peep gap is closed.
Grac! Grac!
There was a thick iron door trying to open. Yono who was behind the door again sorted the folds of the magazine in his hand which he had just sharpened.
Kriet's...
The iron door slowly opened. Yono looked at the slight crack formed from the door that was being pulled from within.
Duagh!
Yono kicked the iron door hard until it opened wide. Making the figure behind the door also slammed far enough.
Yono stepped his foot into the room. As expected. He saw the Babysitter lying on a table without clothes. His legs looked wide and dangled. In front of Mbak looked a man who was dumbstruck with a trunk that was still stuck.
From the crowd of unclothed men around him, it is clear that the mother has been the victim of an act of t-shirt perpetrated by her kidnappers.
Not intending to hit directly towards the land tenants owned by the Mbak. Yono immediately searched where the location of the prospective children, he continued.
'Ah! Thankfully!' whispered Yono relieved.
Yono saw that on the sofa, Dede looked unconscious. Either sedated or why. To be sure. With his life Dede alone. It was already enough to make Yono feel grateful.
But not an amateur kidnapper whose name if their work can be done neatly and without unnecessary violence.
"Bad!" Yono growled inwardly as he looked at Dede's hand there was a slight wound from such a powerful grip.
'Hopefully not broken, ' Yono could only hope.
Yono looked around. He's counting a little. Next to Dede who was lying on the sofa was a man who was smoking and coffee. The man was surprised to see his friend who had just been stranded. In addition to one person who was plugging the trunk, there were three more people who were surrounding the Babysitter Mother. All without clothes.
'Six people!' Yono concluded that there were six people he had to deal with now.
"Lack of Teach!" the person who had just been pushed and slammed immediately got up and charged towards Yono. Yono who saw this did not tremble. With a magazine fold in his hand Yono instantly grabbed the person's neck until blood spurted from the throat like a qurban animal.
The fresh blood that gushed out instantly also soaked Yono's face and the white coat he was wearing.
Just be right! A piece of magazine paper?! It was a totally unexpected weapon.
Yono turned his head towards the sofa then lunged. Yono held the hand of the man who was smoking next to Dede and then Yono put the hand into the mouth of the Thug.
"Hmmm!" the embers of cigarette fire rang out from inside the man's oral cavity. The thug thrashed out wanting to spit out a cigarette in his mouth. But what power. Yono held the mouth of the person until it could not be opened.
"Cigarettes aren't good for your health!" Yono advised the man who glared in pain.
"But if it's coffee. It's fine." said Yono before swinging a coffee glass to the man's sweet potato.
Prangs!
The glass in hand was shattered. Leave the glass handle in Yono's hand. Unsatisfied. Yono plugged the handle until it pierced the two eyeballs of the man. Then Yono threw the person's body as far as possible.
"Don't get your filthy blood on my son!" yono said as he threw the thug away with all his might.
Yono did not carelessly throw. As soon as it landed, a sharp iron was seen piercing through the heart of the Thug.
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