So the Prisoner of Galak Thugs
16. Please Go home

Tanjung did not understand why else the little boy. Since three days ago she had continued to act cold, curled up on the floor as if she were a cat.

The time he woke up was just eating, taking a bath, then the rest rolled around on the floor befriending the dolls.

Several times came the food and package delivery, but the point is this girl did not make a sound.

Obviously, Tanjung does not have great ability to ask someone. Suri was allowed to act arbitrarily, and Tanjung rested.

Until then, today he got a call from Ikram.

"Gue dapet report from Dayan that there are two free-fighting gambling places that escaped us."

Why is Dayan still in Jakarta? He should have left.

"It looks like he's in a relationship with the police. I just sent the kids there straight away, probably somewhere else." The Ikram explains at length.

"The gambling business is like a work, why report to me?" balas Tanjung lazas. Why does he have to participate in the work of other organizations?

"These are the things that lead to life."

Tanjung squealing, inevitably react. "The losing rule dies, what do you mean?"

"That's how." Ikram breathed a frustrated sigh. "Lo tau also Karya is now busy with the same task of feeding street children. Boss says all the business that involves people's lives is your business."

It's troublesome. Tanjung still wants to rest, but he also can not be silent. Especially if the boss has asked for it.

In the darkness of the night, this city was his with someone called the Work. They were in different organizations and had different goals, but at the core were both thugs within the auspices of the Alliance.

In contrast, Karya is usually more assigned to take care of something 'soft', while Tanjung takes care of sensitive parts such as people's lives.

Specific if there is already death, the task of Tanjung is to intervene, eliminate such things.

"So how? Do you not come?" tanya Ikram.

Cape snorted, forced to say, "Durunin children who are not busy looking at other places. Tomorrow I'm going down to check myself."

Well, Tanjung also feels better so it should be to check where he can still walk.

"okay."

Almost Ikram turned off the call, Tanjung first spoke, "Tell that child to go home to his nest. I don't want him here anymore."

That's a kid, obviously Ikram knows who.

Dayans.

That person may come to check the condition of the Cape, but there is no need for him to stay long in this city. Especially to bother around the corner of the city to find one or two problems that Tanjung must work on.

Hid. The thought of him now wandering around his territory alone had already irritated Tanjung.

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Just look at him, just look at his hand, then don't forget his dragon tattoo, then can't be ignored his arbitrary attitude. Where could Suri win.

In the end Suri could only ignore him.

So when he saw that he suddenly took off his infusion and went to take a bath, Suri jumped up happily.

Finally, yes Tuhaaaaaan! Free from the madman too!

After days of Suri having seen him, he finally went away also from Suri's life.

"Follow me."

"Huh?" Suri's pleasure receded, replaced by confusion because of the speech. What does he mean he took Suri? "Well?"

"Lo bosen, right?"

The guy was wearing a black shirt right in front of Suri.

In addition to his muscles are visible, also clearly visible purple bruised marks on his stomach and chest.

That sight alone was horrifying. How could he be willing to come out while his body still looked dying? He doesn't even grimace in pain.

"Lo don't want to go home?" Suri asked expectantly, because he was tired of being cooped up here.

Go home. Please just go home to her own house. Why would he be here and bother Suri?

Go, plis.

"Come home?" Even back to asking. "Gue wants to go, you come. Don't talk too much."

"Set me enggak—"

"Don't, much, gibberish."

Why did Suri become her maid?!

Suri's stress is incredible, but this guy's eyes are too scary to fight.

He was afraid to kill Suri, so he would not want to come along.

His face was upset. Snatching a jacket, not forgetting a cell phone and a box of cigarettes.

While following him, Suri smokes.

Don't blame Suri. Only a madman who is not crazy is treated unfairly by this creature.

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