THE BLACK MAN'S
The Dark Plan

Not far from Miami Beach in Florida, on an island now controlled by Mrs Liu and Israeli Defense Minister Malech Mechiah, several things have happened over the past year.

After the huge project they had planned failed thousands of times, today the entire small islanders applauded cheering as their trials this time made progress.

Mr Boaz Immanuel, who fled a research center in Israel after the Black Man rampage a year ago, is now seen standing next to Mr. Malech and Mr. Liu.

"When will large production be done?" Sir Liu asked at the whisper of his wife.

Mr. Malech as Israel's State Defense Minister looks towards the older Mr. Boaz waiting for a decision.

"Great production we can't do here. We have to move the production site to a remote, hard-to-reach area." Boaz exclaimed with a serious face.

"I know a quiet and difficult place to reach, the Himalayas." Madam Liu cried spontaneously with a proud laughing face.

"What a stupid thought, you think we should hide from who? Even to where she came from." Exclaimed Boaz who is still arrogant to Lady Liu because of the death of his sister.

"Sorry Chairman, I don't know if we should hide the fear of the Black Demon." Madam Liu cried her head down in a mocking tone.

"You shut up, you should just cook in the back." Boaz's words seemed to be stabbing right in Madam Liu's heart.

With wide strides, Madam Liu immediately stepped out of the room towards her room behind the large building.

Master Liu who felt bad ventured.

"Sorry Chairman, I have to catch up with my wife for a second."

Only with a nod did Boaz answer Master Liu's words.

Since the death of his brother, all special personnel deployed by Menhan to search for The Black Man.

However, because their search is not supported by the community where, up to a year, The Black Man's hideout is not yet known.

Their only hope is Mr. Samuel Liden. But a few months ago, Samuel was never seen in his offices in New York and Washington DC.

Before long they discussed the issue of their research production plan, from afar three black dots approached the island.

"Report chairman, Mr. Rooney, Jin Hung and Liu Gan please face." One of the men reported to them.

"Make them come in" Boaz Immanuel cried.

Shortly afterwards, they were seen sitting in front of three strange people.

Rooney looks creepy with blistered hand skin. Now clothes made of mild steel cover from the feet to the neck as far as the shoulder wrist.

A large machine hung behind him with a circular circular combined weapon assembly around his wrist.

Next to him sat another man, he was Liu Gan with his narrow eyes. The blackish color on his face and arms looks a bit faded than Rooney.

The weirdest thing was the person beside Liu Gan named Xi Jin Hung. The bald man from the old deputy has the most sinister look.

Jin Hung without a spray of liquid alone was already very creepy. Especially now that his skin has turned blistering watery spots with the machine the same as on Rooney's back but a little smaller.

"Well, now, with you as guards, we don't have to worry about the Black Man's interference. How are your two best friends Rooney?" Ask Boaz who is the biggest leader there.

"With the three of us, there's no need to worry about The Black Man Chief, we're capable of destroying it." Rooney replied with a proud face.

"Alright, the decision has been made, we will do a large production in the Himalayas. From there we will begin to carry out large Reforestation attacks throughout Asia in Europe and America." Hearing Boaz's decision, everyone leaves the room except Boaz, Malech and when Black Monster.

"What's the problem?" Ask Boaz.

"We found evidence of Commander Hans's treason plot."

"I already know that. Only the evidence is not yet strong. Our main target is Europe. After that, America and then Asia. This I didn't say on purpose for Hans to get a surprise." Boaz exclaimed with a sly smile on his mouth.

"Sorry Chairman, Mrs Liu why?" Ask Rooney.

"Don't you take a headache. Just tell your boss, just follow my game."

"Good Chairman." Rooney replied with a nod of Liu Gan and Jin Hung's head.

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"Kenji, Lin Lin, Wan Wan, come here, sit down." John called his three students.

"What's the temperature?" Kenji asked after sitting on the thick green grass.

"Tomorrow I will go to the enemy's nest, I tell you, obey Subo wholeheartedly. Do not dispute anything he said. Think of her as your own birth mother." John said firmly.

"Will the temperature go long?" Lin Lin asked worriedly.

"Maybe a month, or months, or it could be years. My enemies are many and great. Always put kindness in your heart. Later, if I don't go home, you take care of Subo, your Grandma and your grandfather."

"Let me join the Temperature" exclaimed Kenji withstanding the novelty of his heart.

"You're still too small, Kenji. Study diligently, there will come a time when you are wandering."

The tears on the faces of the three disciples moved John. Sarah who was near them had cried from earlier without a sound. Only her tears seemed to drip.

"Temperature (Pak Guru), Subo (Mother Teacher), I thank you very much for the kindness of both of you." Kenji bowed while kneeling to John and Sarah held back the newness of her heart.

"Wake up Kenji, just pray that we can get together again later." Said John resisting the collapse of his tears.

Kenji forced himself to get up and as soon as he saw his Master's face, the sadness in his heart sipped until the sound of his cries rang out.

Kenji hit the two people in front of him. Hugging him he said.

"Temperature, don't go first. Wait for me adults we go to face the enemy together."

"Tell me your heart Kenji, you too. Do not dissolve in sorrow. It's just prayer that we need now."

Slowly the land, the novelty of their hearts can subside. After all the cries went silent, John woke up stepping his feet toward the back of his grandfather's mansion.

At the sight of Sarah and her three disciples, John's shadow seemed to go away, Far away so that they would never see each other again.

That night, the atmosphere was calm and serene as John's family ate dinner.

"John, finish your meal, open your uniform, let me check how they can make such sophisticated uniforms." Kek Meshach's cry was heard clearly because there was no other sound in the room.

"Good Cake." John answered, who had finished his meal.

That night, John explained to Mr. Meshach how the shirt worked. He also said, John had failed to control the shirt because of the influence of toxins that cover the membranes of his brain.

After he chewed on a star stone like in his grandmother's dream, John only managed to fly the sophisticated uniform.

Almost full of one thick book Kek Meshach wrote the ingredients and components contained in the Uniform until late at night, then they both slept to their respective rooms.

For some reason, Mr. Meshach was saddened to see John's decision to face the enemy of the world alone.

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