Shaman System
Black Mafia

I followed Typhoon into Bar Elja, but I remember leaving my Smartphone in the car.

“You go first, Pan. I'll get to the car for a while, there's stuff left.”

Typhoon looked back and said, “Alright Mr. Zul, I wait at the entrance only, later Mr. Zul does not know where Boss Reynaldi.” sits

“Oh, so. Yes, I'm gone first!”

I walked a little fast because it was not good to make the Typhoon wait a long time. However, I saw in the parking lot some people crowding a beautiful woman dressed in an office, her age might be the same as mine.

I pretended not to see, because this place is a Bar, maybe it's common for women to understand freely and then tares to enter the Bar, even some who are heavily drunk and swept out by their partners.

“What's a look?” snapped The man in the face of a rogue, similar to a terminal thug or in a market.

“I just want to get to my car next to you!” I passed them and I saw the woman's eyes teary, like they were depressed. “Are you okay or are they trying to rape you?” I asked the woman, even though the thugs were glaring at me.

“Hei brother! Don't try to be a Hero!” The man pushed my body. “Originally you know, he borrowed money from Vrey's boss for a billion rupiahs and promised to pay it a month ago. However, until now he did not pay for it and Boss Vrey told us to take him.” He stared at the two lumps on the woman's chest with a savage look.

“I asked him and not you. Just so you know I'm a member of the police.” I lied to scare them.

“Hahahaha .. turns out you're a police officer. Your guts are huge.” He laughed out loud and said again, “Although you are a member of the police, but you can't interfere with our business, because our boss has connections some higher-ups you can't touch. One more thing, he just accompanied the boss to drink and run out of it to hotel—then tomorrow we get a rotating ration, after which the boss will give him time to repay the debt.” He purposely told them their purpose.

“Who is your boss's name? I wonder, does she have a big name?” My blood boiled over at his chatter and wondered if they were members of one of the four strongest mafia in Jakarta.

“Have gone there! Kepo just you!” The thug pushed my body, but did not dare to be rude, probably because I said as a member of the police.

“Pak police help me!” The woman was hiding in my back. “They set me up to buy a cafe in Pantai Indah Kapuk area. However, it turned out that the cafe was standing on state land and was evicted a month ago, so I couldn't pay for it.” The woman complained in a stammering voice.

“If you already know they are dangerous, why did you come here?” I was confused, he went into the crocodile's nest.

“I just came home from the office and decided to drink alcohol because the stress was terrorized continuously by the finance that turned out to be the property of this mafia. However, the fate of colleagues who invited me here has conspired with them,” he said again.

Suddenly a Lamborghini Aventador entered the parking area and the thugs bowed in salutes to the man who got out of the luxury car.

“Bos Vrey!” They welcomed the dark-skinned burly man and there was a scar on his face.

“Why are you still here? Where is the woman who will accompany the drinking cave?” Vrey pretended not to recognize the woman hiding on my back.

“Sorry Boss, there's a police officer with him!” one of his men nervously.

Vrey looked at me with a thin grin on his face. “Sorry sir, can you please not make things difficult for us or the cave needs to contact your boss!” threaten her.

The name I called was a police officer who hated the mafia and the like so much that the mafia would try to avoid dealing with him.

“Wait! you are not a member of the police force and there is no face of you in the police database, instead you are a Hunter who is also a YouTuber ‘Holder Zul’!” One of the thugs even hacked the police database just to find out who I am.

“Hahaha ... cave did not expect to meet you here. Though the cave was watching live streaming Dukun Zul.” Vrey chuckled, his worry gone and cynically said, “Bring Sicily inside, break Shaman Zul's leg while he still tries to defend Sicily.” Vrey walks into Bar Elja.

The thugs pulled the hands of the Sicilian who stared blankly at me, without being able to say any more words, so I felt sorry to see it.

Huh ....

I let out a long sigh and picked up my smartphone left in the car, then followed those who were laughing chuckling happily to see Sicily crying out for help to be released.

Yes, this is how life after the Door of the Underworld suddenly appeared ten years ago. Instead of uniting against the strange phenomenon, most Hunters make groups squeeze the weak and have fun over their suffering.

“Master, Zul!” the Typhoon looked anxious, because I was a little long in the parking lot. “Does the Black Celeng Mafia bother you?” The typhoon suspected they were bothering me because I was walking behind them.

“Mafia Black Celeng, I've never heard that name?”

“They are only local Mafia, their business area is only Jabodetabek,” said Typhoon confused to see my reaction that seemed interested in them. “They are usually engaged in Finance and deceive their customers, then forced to make an agreement to be a comfort woman in this Bar Elja. If the men are usually used as bait when they enter the Door of the Underworld.” Typhoon gave an explanation about the Black Celeng Mafia without me having to ask first.

How interesting!

I murmured at the thought of something cool to avenge the actions of those who had humiliated me earlier while in the parking lot. I didn't fight, because I didn't know which side they were on. Whether Reynaldi's men or not— turns out the fat man made transactions with me not in his territory.

Let alone this business between us without the interference of his father's Mafia Eagle East. Because Reynaldi is a free-spirited man and he's the only one who's influential in the big Mafia to be polite and not offended when I'm mocking.

“Mr Zul!” Reynaldi immediately greeted me as soon as I reached the Bar; he was rocking to the accompaniment of music from a famous DJ. “Gua has reserved a special room that is soundproof, so that we can talk casually and enjoy the drinks served by this Elja Bar,” he said with a shouting voice, making my ears buzz.

“Quick! I don't like this noise and one more don't have alcohol on the table later,” I said to make Reynaldi surprised. He may not know, if villagers like me prefer to drink coffee served with fried sweet potatoes rather than strange drinks that even torture themselves.

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...~Do not forget 👍 Bosque~...