THE LIFE OF A MAN
PART 77'S
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“Should we kill him now? ... (Do we kill him now?....)” Damian said while sticking the tip of his gun on one side of Baskoro's head that had been secured by him and Garret so as not to escape, although it is impossible also if the – male potbellied can escape.
“Heh!”
The son looked lightly at Baskoro whose entire body seemed to tremble.
“Not Now maybe (Maybe not now)” Sahut Putra who answered Damian's question earlier.
Son grinning. The grin of his long-invisible demon.
“I want to make him an example first, for everyone who try to disturb us (I want to make it as an example first, for everyone who tries to disturb us)”
Damian and Garret seemed to understand the Son's intentions.
“Arthur!” Damian called out to Arthur who still seemed stunned in his place.
Arthur was still neutralizing himself and his mind with what he had just witnessed with his own eyes.
Arthur immediately gasped when he heard Damian's voice calling him just now. “Y – yes?” Sahut Arthur's.
“Go to Impala and open up the trunk! Take something you find inside there and bring that here ... (Go to the Impala and open the trunk! Take something you found in there and bring it here ...)”
“O – Okay!..”
Arthur said briefly while nodding and immediately stepped up his legs to do what Damian asked him to do.
It was taking something in the trunk of the blue 1962 Chevrolet Impala that Putra was driving in when he came to the Baskoro's house without asking much questions.
A little bit, the reason is because Arthur is still surprised and a little shocked too.
Arthur, until he walked to the car used by his son, Addison and himself still quite shudder in horror after what happened quickly before his eyes.
Seeing what Putra and Addison did, who shot Baskoro's men and a man named Dalu and knocked them all down in less than two minutes, it seemed.
Moreover, Putra also easily paralyzed the man named Dalu while breaking one hand of the man.
**
“To – please don't kill me ..”
The frightened Baskoro glanced over and begged to be forgiven.
Now, Baskoro and Dalu have been seated and strapped tightly to separate seats by Addison, Damian, Garret and Putra, using a rope that Arthur took from the trunk of Putra's car.
“Now tell me, it is true that you sabotaged all our tea plantation fields right?”
The son sat on a chair he pulled and placed it in front of Baskoro. “Answer his question you moron! (The answer is stupid!)” Damian hit Baskoro's head tightly because the man did not answer the Son directly but was sobbing.
“I – Yes I..” Reply Baskoro stammered and scared – scared.
“Hemm ..”
“A – I'm sorry! ..”
Baskoro ventured to look at the Son whose eyes were glaring at him.
“Sorry... heh!” The half-son muttered and screeched cynically.
“A – I change. I, will compensate you Mr!..”
Baskoro replied with – bricks because it was very scared at this time.
“Heh! ..”
“I – yes I will replace all your destroyed tea kebon losses!. Ta – in you want to ask for compensation right?? Wes didn't change, didn't change everything!. As – al I don't get killed... I – it's got money in my safe in my room!”
“First, I did claim compensation for all our tea plantations that you destroyed the results” Putra said. “I don't need any evidence to guess if you're the culprit, who told your – men to spread the poison of the crops that made my crops crumble without the rest of”
“.........”
“It is true that you, are not the brains of the perpetrators of plantation destruction ours?”
“He has confessed.. so please, we finish this well – well ..”
“I – yes, Dalu real. Ki – we finish this, well – well..” Sambar Baskoro who chimed in on Dalu's words who had just interrupted Putra while talking and asked Baskoro. “Tak replace! No change your losses!”
“Please, Mister..it is useless for you to kill us. You would have trouble living in this country if you killed people, let alone killed me. You fit...”
Plakk!!!
“Did I tell you to talk?”
The son said coldly with his eyes now glaring sharply at the man named Dalu after slapping very hard on the man's cheek.
Dalu was immediately silent.
“It is of no use indeed, for me to kill you both ..”
Be proud!!
“Arghhhh..”.
“But at least I'm satisfied”
The son grinned after releasing one bullet left two in his firearm, which was still held by the Son, into one of Dalu's thighs.
Baskoro was increasingly frightened to see Dalu being shot by Putra, even though his colleague was not shot dead.
“So, I repeat. I will sue for damages to everyone who dares to disrupt my business”
Bugh!!!
“That's the first ..”
The son continued his speech after hitting Baskoro's face with his fist until Baskoro's face slammed tight to one side.
“Secondly, I will not let go of anyone who dares to harass me, and my family”
Bugh!!!
“At any reason”
The second punch Putra lay with a flat face but felt creepy.
Baskoro's face slammed back to one side and his lips were torn and bleeding.
Baskoro could only groan and groan in pain, again begging for mercy.
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“And you ..”
The son turned to Dalu.
“Cih! ..”
“Just calm down, I won't kill you right now. Especially for you, your death will depend on how my mood” Putra looks at Dalu whose chin he touched and raised a little with the tip of the weapon belongs to the Son.
“Am – ampuni .. I..”.
And then walk again.
“Heh!”
Son snorts cynically.
“So you were arrogant once”
“Ti – do not dare!. after this I no longer dare to be arrogant in front of you!..”
Son tilted. “That's if I still let you breathe” said Son coldly.
Dalu immediately gulped roughly at his Saliva. The son chuckled cynically but then he stood up from his seat.
“At least I will give you the honor to see how we give something worth to those who dare like – sorts with us, in addition to death”
**
“Show him (Show him) ..”
The son looked at Garret and Damian who were near Baskoro.
“What we normally do, to people who messed up with us (What we usually do to people who kind of – sorts with us )”
“With pleasure (By pleasure)” Sahut Garret and Damian who then grinned.
“Ka – you want whata?!!. ..”
Baskoro looked panicked and frightened.
Garret was already holding onto something she took out from inside her jacket pocket.
Then Damian untied Baskoro, jerking the body of the – bloated man until his snoring touched the floor, then put both hands Baskoro on a short table that fit with the set of seats in one room in the house Baskoro.
Baskoro panicked in addition to fear. He looked at Garret and Damian alternately, then looked at Son with his tears already pouring out, even more so when he saw the strange tool Garret was holding.
“Ad!” Damian calls Addison as he holds Baskoro's one hand while the other is Garret's. Both men's handles are so strong on Baskoro's hands, but it feels like it takes one more person to hold the bloated man's body.
“Arthur”
Then the Son called Arthur who was silent and did not comment, just staring to watch.
“Y – yes? ..”
Arthur said at once closer to the Son who indeed coded him to be closer.
The son also told Arthur to hold Dalu's head straight in the direction where Baskoro seemed to be given one execution by three of the Son's brothers. Arthur did what the Son asked.
“You see good – well, how we punish those who dare like – sorts with us, before we send it to hell”
The son grinned then, then nodded his head towards Garret. While Baskoro's breath was heard chasing fear, other than him begging for mercy with a cry.
Baskoro was powerless to wriggle, because the grip of three people was so strong. Then he shook his head – with a look of compassion as Garret had already held one hand with one of Garret's legs, and the man slightly lowered his body while bringing a strange device closer to Baskoro's hand.
A tool similar to a clamp but rather large and knife-edged that seems very sharp. Baskoro, don't be asked so shaky and scared. Something a grinning man would do without a look of mercy on his face in his hands.
Baskoro's breathing grew shorter, he continued to shake – bellied with his face already deathly pale and completely drenched in sweat. “Ja – don't.. forgive me...”.
Baskoro screamed – screams when the tool was already placed Garret on one of his fingers.
“Ja – don't! Jangaan!! ..”
Clack up!!!
The sound of something cutting and being cut off makes a sound that not only blows the ears but also wails the eyes of the beholder.
Instantly, do not be asked how the sound of screams heard from Baskoro's mouth. Because the sound of his screams so sound slashing like howls. While Dalu and Arthur were horrified to see what the man named Garret did to the five fingers of Baskoro that no longer had the tip and the red color had begun to flow on the table.
Dalu's heart rate is not good at this time, his breath is also hunting to see what happened to Baskoro in front of his eyes. The torment given by the man who had just glanced at her while grinning and three people
all Dalu knew was that the brother of the man who had just glanced at him was really making him shudder and scared to death.
Dalu could not imagine the pain when the – fingers on Baskoro's hand were slashed with a strange tool that turned out to be a finger cutter, and it feels like it can slash other parts of the body as well.
Arthur was even sweating coldly. He was horrified, even a little nauseous to see Garret cut off one by one Baskoro's fingers without mercy, without pause.
Until the painful scream that came out of Baskoro is no longer heard, because it looks like the man – man became unconscious.
Perhaps too shocked and not strong to endure the pain when his fingertips were cut one – one without mercy.
The son just stood looking with his cold gaze alone with his jaw clenched when Baskoro was unconscious and Addison, Garret and Damian just let the – bloated man lie on the floor.
“How? ..”
The son looked at Dalu.
“Do you want to feel it too?”
“Ti – no!. .. no! don't!”
She shook her head in panic. Arthur's head was freed from his grip.
Garret drew near to the Son standing before Dalu.
“Is he get a turn too? (Did he get a turn too?)”
Garret grinning. The son put his hand on Garret's shoulder and whispered softly in her brother's ear. Smirk again then after finishing whispering while staring again Dalu who was panicked and very scared.
Garret slightly lowered her body, bringing closer the tool she had used to cut off the fingertips – Baskoro fingers to the side of Dalu's shaking hand, even try to move backwards by jerking the chair he was sitting on with his condition tied up.
Garret's hand quickly held him.
Dalu shook his head – and wailed incoherently as Garret held her hand.
Even Dalu tried to pull out Garret's clenched hand while throwing a look of compassion at Garret who was grinning at him.
“Ja-..”
Dalu had not yet finished the sentence, but...
Click!
The sound of a device pressed on its lever was again heard.
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To be continue ...
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