
The storm hit the war drums without a cat. Manly he gave the code to Jerry to receive, with a knife in Tommy's hand... KURCIL.
After all, who does not know the minister? Vay with his hack skills once explained the rotten identity of an important person in this country. Including Jerry who has a Mafia organization, moving in the drug market. He is sure, Jerry Minister is the same Jerry in the drug market that can not be sniffed by the police, because Jerry's power as an important Minister who has bought the mouth of the authorities.
If power has been purchased then anything can be done by a snapper criminal to master his wishes, right? With that, Storm wants to play with people who are rotten like Tommy's parents.
"Find this name! if you can find it, it means you're great. A worthy opponent for Kurcil." The corner of Storm's lips fell sharply while writing the letters on Tommy's white skin.
This storm will not be afraid to nudge bersenggol bacok to anyone who he thinks deserves to be slaughtered.
As per his intention, the Storm carried half of his victim's body with the original bundle of origin, the other body he just stayed. And the way to bring it was very inhumane, this cycopet just play a haul of clothes that contain Tommy's meat.
"Boss, I was looking for you earlier."
Transportation assistance came from Miko who was very surprised to see the appearance of the Storm like a bloody demon.
The face of his boss who was handsome now is not in the form of a bidadara anymore, but a lion who looks like it has apparently torn apart its prey. Sticky wet hair full of blood spots, basically the face of the Storm as in flush by fresh blood with the body bare chest. Very horrified, iiiihh! Inner Miko who was nauseous because of the fishy smell of blood was lurking. His shoulders looked disgusted.
"Miko! send my parcel to the address on the business card right now, Come on!"
The indifferent storm would mimic Miko who was caught once staring at him in disgust. He quickly got into the car after his special package was taken over by Miko.
It's head! Iiuhhh, very terrible.
Miko held her breath deeply as she peeked at the contents of the Storm's package. Unhumanly shocked, Miko throws the package into the trunk of the car. Actually Miko held her stomach contents who wanted to tick off her throat.
...*****...
"Throw!"
Bugh....
"Woi, who is it?"
Miko obeyed the order of the Storm telling her to throw the bundle of blood, through the high fence in front of her. The house is Jerry's private home.
Before being caught by the guard who sounded screaming in shock. Miko immediately got into her car and stuck her gas pedal to leave the place.
Hoeeek...
" Hoekkk, who's the most heinous culprit to do this?"
"There is no need to think about it first, the most important thing is that we report to the boss. This is Mr. To-Tommy's head."
One of the men recognized Tommy's already shapeless face due to blood everywhere.
"A-WHAT? Tom_Tommy's head?"
Jerry stuttered after hearing the reports of his men. He rushed to the yard to make sure of it.
Jerry's legs were fixated, the nausea in his stomach was now greeting as his eyes were treated to the scene of the Storm's abomination.
"Tommy! Tom_my, here...."
All of Jerry's nerves were paralyzed instantly. His voice was choked, unable to see his beloved son become a victim of mutilation, he closed his eyes.
"Aaaarghhhh, who did it? Aaaarghhhh, dammit! the reading! savage! shithead!"
Jerry's wrath! it felt like his entire blood was boiling wanting to go berserk right now. Some of his men slowly retreated slowly. Not wanting to be an easy target for the boss.
"I'M GOING TO REPAY ALL THIS TO THAT DAMNED MAN. WHOEVER DID! AAAARGHHH!!!"
Jerry roared furiously as he punched the ground that was currently kneeling before Tommy's body.
"I'm sorry, Daddy, Son. Daddy vowed to cut off the head of the man who did this to you. And it must be because of your hunt for the girl, right?"
Like a madman, Jerry spoke bitterly to his son's flesh. Regret has traced his feelings because he had not accompanied Tommy in hunting the girl his son wanted.
"Let's say! That girl did it, right? Daddy___ Kurcil Smart?"
Jerry stopped from his tracks as his eyes caught the writing from his son's hands. The name of the clan was no stranger to him.
"Aaaarghhhh, are they the culprit?! The chip maker was the culprit! aaaarghhhh, fuck you guys!"
Again, Jerry shouted furiously. His knuckle until whitened in his fist ready to fight for the perpetrator.
"WAIT FOR MY RETALIATION!"