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# Task Barrel

" Race..! how do you even play bike outside ? " Zicko reprimanded Laras who was spinning around with his bike in the front yard while humming. Being reprimanded even waved like a queen met with her people. Zicko clucked in annoyance as he walked over to Laras who stopped beside the guard post.

" A moment uncle, I want to limp in the muscles first.., cycling for a while. "Said Laras lightly then crouch holding the wheel of his bicycle. Pressing down hard.

" Come on in. Get ready. We're gonna get out of here. "

" Ntar uncle.. Yaaahhh kempeeess's.." The barrel again pressed the wheel of his bike and clucked in annoyance. Stand up and push the bike outwards.

" Eh Eeehhh.. Where are you going? " excited Zicko approached and held the Baras bicycle with his hand.

" Want to place the tire patch uncle." said Laras plain.

" It has been. We will be in a new place to buy a bike again. " Zicko looked around his wild house at a glance. He didn't see a pigeon there.

The gate guards just silently stared at them.

" No.. Wants now.. " Laras stomped his feet above the ground. Then crouch down holding the wheel of his bike. His net glanced at the direction outside the gate.

" Quick put, ntar keburu came his dove. " whispered Zicko near Laras ears while crouching beside him.

Suddenly Laras kicked the flat wheel of his bicycle and was shocked because the shoes he wore came off. Buru - hunt for the shoes and wear them with a stand on the mailbox located on the side of the iron fence attached to the wall.

" You are weird - weird. My uncle brought his bicycle in. Ribet.. " Zicko pushed the bike into the house. Leaving the frowning Laras and trying to reach his bike but not until.

With a slow motion to tie his shoelaces, Laras slipped a wire he took from the crease of the end of his trousers on the back of the mailbox on the inside with heart - heart. After making sure the eavesdropper was firmly attached, Laras ran in after his uncle. His shoe laces are neat.

When arriving near the entrance Laras revolving around dancing cheerfully while occasionally humming, do not forget his hand holding on to the pillar like a scene in the movie - the movie bolywood.

The pillars are black with a hole niche elongated like a line pattern surrounding on each side and cut off in the middle shoulder-height Laras with a floral motif. The barrel inserts with the heart of an eavesdropper in one of the curves that jut into the pillar so that it is not visible if viewed at a glance, let alone the eavesdropper is black.

After that the barrel turns around again while walking into the house. In his heart he felt relieved that his task was done. Just one more step to connect the eavesdropper with his phones, Axel and Zicko. And that becomes Axel's duty as his expert.

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" okay. You prepare with the others. Go with the first car. " Zicko gave instructions through the earpiece he was wearing in his left ear. So too with the others. As a communication tool when executing strategies.

[[ "Good Mr. "]] The guard closed his report.

" What about the back post ? " Zicko continued while pressing his earpice.

[[[" The dove has just been spotted perched on top of the master's guard post. And now turn in front of the gate. "]] replied the rear gatekeeper.

" okay. You and the others are ready. Take the second car. "

" Jo.. Where are you ? " then Zicko called his other men.

[[" Ready. I prepared everything that was to be brought. Dress according to plan. " ]] Jo answered.

" okay. You take that car to where we talked about it yesterday. After that, he replaced Mat. You soon caught up with us. "

[[[" Good sir. " ]]

" Everyone, wait for my aba from me after that run our plan well and have to be extra careful. "

[[ "Good sir. "]] They answered in unison.

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