
"What plans do you have for members who don't have jobs?" ask Faisal.
"I don't actually have any plans because I'm busy designing the cafes and hotels and bars you want" Jarot replied.
"You have an acquaintance to make a company?" ask Faisal.
"I have some connections" Jarot replied.
"Well, what about cafe marketing and what else have you thought about it?" ask Faisal.
"I have some celebrity friends in Hollywood they are not so famous but have quite a lot of fans, and more importantly they have extensive connections" Jarot replied.
"Pretty good" said Faisal.
"What about you, what are your plans for this business?" ask Jarot.
"I don't actually have any plans, I'm just thinking of ways to get all the members and you to have a good job away from the criminal world as it used to be in Indonesia, I trust you because you have the ability to manage many things therefore I only reveal the plan of making not managing" Faisal said as he embraced Jarot's shoulder.
Jarot.
"You have lived in the dark for a long time, the incidents that happened before are a sign from God for us to stop the bad deeds and replace them with better ones. I'm sure our alley will succeed by using legal means" Faisal said.
Jarot looked at Faisal with haru.
"Never regret a day in your life" Faisal said.
"Why?" ask Jarot.
"Good days give happiness, bad days give experience, best days give memories, and worst days teach lessons" Faisal explained wisely.
Jarot was silent at Faisal's words.
"Sometimes I think you're 16 but the words you say are full of meaning that you've lived for thousands of years" Jarot said.
"Good cannot be a yardstick of understanding someone, people who have a lot of experience do not necessarily have a strong understanding and vice versa"
"I once read an article Bruce Lee once said that he was more afraid of people who practice one style a thousand times than people who practice a thousand styles once" Faisal said.
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Next morning.
Nicho decided to get permission and chose to join Faisal for the opening of his cafe.
Nadia also helped him invite his friends to come to the cafe itung-itung promote.
"Everything went well" Faisal murmured as he watched the members clean the cafe excitedly.
He watched while smoking cigarettes with pleasure.
Not only that, Nadia and Nicho also helped bring things.
[It is recommended for hosts to return to the Dump continent.!!!]
"Warnings?" faisal was surprised.
"What's going on there?" ask Faisal.
[It is recommended for hosts to return to the Dump continent!!.]
With a hurry Faisal walked towards Jarot.
"I have business and I won't be back in a few days, you take care of everything including my school don't ask me where and don't call me before I call you" faisal said quickly and then he disappeared.
Jarot was confused and surprised he fell silent.
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Meanwhile at the mouth of the cave where Faisal rested.
"I will not allow you to enter this cave and disturb Mr. Faisal" said Jhon, holding a large axe with great difficulty.
Jhon's body has been filled with scratches due to the attack of the man's axe.
"I can't take it anymore, I have to be strong" muttered Jhon.
The man looks relaxed facing Jhon he smiles while slowly pushing Jhon down.
There were also dozens of people flying behind the man they watched the battle of Jhon happily.
"Duash....!" an explosion that was so violent from inside the cave where Faisal was.
The explosion was so powerful that a quarter of the mountain was destroyed.
"Dare trash bothers my cock" Faisal said with anger.
He flew over the ruins of the cave with water enveloping his body.
"Scark..!"
"Who is this fool"
Instantly the bodies of the dozens of flying people were split into two neatly just as they usually did not bleed in the slightest.
"My brother...!" shouted the axe-holding man full of anger as he expended all his energy to make Jhon bounced far enough
"The mouse..!" Faisal hit the man on the head until he was buried in the ground.
"A lot of bacots" said Faisal.
"You know how hard it is to find a great chef in this world, I don't want to be stuck with food until" Faisal said as he continued to beat the man in the face.
"Sir he was very angry when I was hurt, sir you are my idol" muttered Jhon while watching Faisal in awe as if he saw an angel helping him.
"Ampun...! please stop" said the man drinking mercy to tears.
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A few moments later.
Faisal smoked a cigarette very deeply.
"So" said the man who had previously been beaten by Faisal.
They had been sitting in a circle near the ruins.
"You are from the main continent that is at the end of the ice land of death, you are one of the disciples in the heavenly sword sect of the sect where Jintao is located" Faisal said.
"Rightly I was a surveillance team that the leader sent to find information about the continental periphery" the man said.
"Are you the only one sent?" ask Faisal.
"There are still hundreds of scouts who sent them divided into groups of 20-35 disciples of the reconnaissance hall" the man replied.
"How do we know the scouts?" ask Faisal.
"We can't say r perfectly everyone on the main continent is difficult to say r perfectly" the man replied.
"Shelves" the man's head rolled on the ground.
"He's useless, we're dead and we're looking for mystic herbs" Faisal said, standing up.
"What about the main continental threat?" ask Jhon worried.
"It's the emperor's business my business is to look for herbs, while not harassing my residents or my subordinates then it's none of my business" Faisal replied.
"Isn't that too selfish?" jhon said hesitantly and a little fearfully.
"Why care about people who don't trust me, by caring about people like them you will be miserable you will not be appreciated and considered trash" Faisal said.
"What about the innocent people?" ask Jhon.
"Are there any casualties now?" ask Faisal
"Not yet" replied John.
"I will intervene if the governments cannot protect the little people" Faisal replied.
"Why don't you solve a small problem first?" ask Jhon.
"You've been brave enough and asked a lot of questions" Faisal said with annoyance.
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Seriate....