The Mafia's Advanced Chip (Kurcil Smart)
Hand Capture Operation

Seconds, minutes, hours, has been spinning fast. All Kurcil except Pe, already share the task of helping Dibi in his OTT mission.

The following nine Kurcils of Dibi, are now in a special port. According to a report from Charel, the dirty Mafia organization will export illegal drugs to several countries through sea transportation.

"You're sure, Vay. The ship we're after is the JH initials ship?"

Behind the earphones, Typhoon asked Vay who was sitting behind an empty drum drum with his hacking device, hiding.

The Typhoon itself with the Storm has disguised itself, wearing the clothes of the Skipper. They were handsome and charismatic in their dress as sea captains.

"Yes! that's ship. Kurcil, hearts yes. Jerry hires monsters all. His height and his muscles are twice as big as ours."

Vay warned all his comrades while taking note of the situation inside the ship he had hacked. Unfortunately, everything he could not hack because his cctv was limited inside there.

"We understand, Vay. If they have big bodies like gaban, we are dwarves that are difficult to catch by them, slippery. Anyway, the forbidden medicine should burn and sink in the middle of the ocean without any residue."

Dibi who disobeyed in hiding. He, and the rest of Kurcil's personnel have disguised themselves as the harbor's flank hunt.

And at this time, Dibi's clothes and the other guys, were already like a rascal looking for work, torn to shreds. Their faces are also given makeup, but not stuck with the effect of glow, but in butek-butekin so that exactly difficult people who do not eat a month. And it's Vay and Ama's behavior that makes them as perfect as flawless.

Except, Ama's disguised as a herbalist. The question of the Kurcil and Dibi before to Ama.... Is it in California precisely in L. A., know what herbal medicine is? Afraid of fear, Ama will mess up the plan, they thought.

But, confidently Guruh-Ama's sister replied. "Gue so a herbalist also has benefits times. I seduce them first, so they want to buy my special herbal medicine that originally has a significant taste to their bodies. Jamu keok is dead."

That's how Ama plans. And his team also agreed from Ama ngambek who has an important war to blow up the ship.

"okay, Guys. Look at this multi-talented model will operate beautifully." Ama is the one who starts the action according to the initial plan.

The semok girl wears a kebaya suit cloth mbok jamu typical of Indonesia with a bright red color attached perfectly to her white skin. Sexy defiant..that's the impression of Ama's appearance, with a sling of herbs on her back, even the twisting of Ama batik cloth she accidentally put on her knees, on her knees, until the level of his smooth legs are very exposed to tease normal lacquer eyes.

Dibi and the Kurcil especially Guruh who incidentally is his older brother, not willing to see his sister into the consumption of ugly men's eyes, not willing, which is lowering the big box from the container that is raised one by one to the freight ship.

Ama is taking a sexy turn towards that container.

"If Ama wasn't a cousin, I would. I swear, his body goals like a Spanish guitar make me drool. How could it be, was Ama fat beut? But now___"

Plaak, tuinggg, dude...

"Ouch! What the hell, Guruh?! uh, hehehe.. piss, I'm just wondering." The sea of stupid whimpers. He woke up from the racing omesnya, after Guruh hit his shoulder, and menoyor his head until tight wear really.

"So your logic, just look out until the khilaf to Ama if you are working as a photographer model abal abal, lo. I'll gibeng you later." Threaten Thunder. The ocean nodded as it rolled its eyes lazily with lips piqued.

"So there's a joke on my side, until it ends up failing. I'll give you strict sanctions."

Dibi first commemorates with his threat while swerving to the Twins and other personnel. It's nothing, the Kurcil Smart is sometimes unpredictable, his rancid behavior can appear anytime and anywhere even in tense situations.

"Elaaah, just know how to make ribet___"

"Silence everyone! Ama's near the container." The storm that was hiding somewhere else with the Typhoon, paused the Lightning.

And everything was silent, wanted to hear the clear sound of Ama starting a unique earphone connection made by Vay who apparently started the action by deliberately stumbling small. Ama was holding onto the shoulder of one of Jerry's men.

"Aww.." -...." Ama grimaces spoiled with lips she bites for a moment, seductive impression. "I accidentally stumbled and ended up bumping into your shoulder, Sir." Ama's sexy voice makes Guruh hiss upset behind her hideout. But.patiently.

"It's okay" replied the tall man, who had black African skin.

One man standing near the container approached, watching Ama as evenly as possible from top to bottom, as he continued three times. Beautiful and sexy, praise in your heart.

"Uuh, my leg hurts," complained Ama complaining as she glanced at the joined Man. But bo'ong, he continued inwardly.

"Why are you here? and this is what?" The man helps Ama release her sling with a hint of suspicion and vigilance. Fear of fear, the beautiful is the eye.

"And you, go back to work. Let me take care of this stray woman." The man said, to the first Ama seduced.

His partner also went very obedient. Ama believes that this Caucasian man with the face of the sangar is the foreman of Jerry's trust in regulating his illegal business.

"I'm selling jamu, sir."

"You guys? what'sthat?"

Ama mengada. Explain the meaning of jamu with requested intonation in wik wik. Very tempting that spoiled voice. In her heart, Ama wants to vomit.

Vay who heard making out, so spontaneous little grimaces. But Lightning hears that, believing that Vay remembers his deceitful behavior at the hotel.

" Don't make it long, Ama. Brother spray you after this mission, don't be too seductive! Brother's ears are smoky." Angry thunders behind earphones. The other Kurcil smiled amusedly. It turns out there is a second Typhoon that is very possessive to his sister.

"Uhh, ahh.." the ignorant Ama even sighed foolishly, deliberately teasing Guruh. But why did the man tattooed in front of Ama was fantasizing wildly, gulping his own saliva until the jackal went up and down, with always naughty eyes staring at Ama's chest that soared beautifully.

Later, your eyes will not be able to close. Just look!

" Sir, will you buy my merchandise? Hiks hyks, I am the widow of three young children. It takes a lot of money to buy dairy milk, uh formula, to keep my child healthy. But how would I buy it, if this mighty herbal medicine trade no one is interested."

Ama acted sobbing without any tears. But the face was made as ugly as possible for the sake of convincing the man before him.

Widow of child three, she said?

The following Kurcil Dibi compact pronounced OMG. Ama almost smiled at the surprise of her colleague. Moreover, the voice of thunder sounded very sharp. Ama instead enjoys her herbal drama, happy to make an upset note to her own sister.

"If I get unlucky because of this mission, then what I beat you, Dibi." Guruh vented her frustration to Dibi by stepping on Dibi's right foot.

"Ish," hiss Dibi.

"Be quiet and look at Ama's silliness!" storm somewhere else.

They're silent again.

"I would like to, but does this beautiful Miss want responsibility? If I drink this traditional herbal medicine that he says makes strong, automatically my sister will look for a hole."

The man was tempted by Ama. His naughty eyes are very wild to enjoy the sexiness of the curves of the child's body Gema Batara.

Taikkk, the hellhole you're about to go through.

"Ah, of course! what matters is my herbs."

"Just calm down, here's the money and get me one glass right away." The man gave a lot of dollars to Ama.

Of course Ama took it, the windfall was rejected. Don't be redundant, iye right? In fact, the mischievous behavior of Ama even put the dollar in between her breast clothes, tucked.

The tattooed man to the point of sticking his own lips, already on without being given any herbs. This windfall mah, his mind is already impatient to feel the beautiful tortuous body.

"Patient, Handsome. How about they also taste my herbs, only you are the one I treat the most specifically."

Ama pointed to the muscular men who were working on moving the big box.

"But...."

"In addition to strong nganu, my herbal medicine is also an energy booster to work you know, let your work finish faster." Ama blinked her flirtatious eyes, in order to hypnotize the tattooed man.

"If they're hot because they want a hole, what?" ask the Tattoo. Have pity on his men, here there is no other woman other than the sexy jamu.

"Beres it mah, I powerfully serve fifteen people in alternating time, surely after you." Ama blinked again with the lips she bit spoiled.

Amas...

Si anying's...

Maddened...

Ama immediately received a compact appeal from her partner. He was still, not believing his words. You can serve fifteen people. Oh, jijay! Ama shuddered in disgust, but for the sake of running her mission, she willingly spoke vulgarly.

And even Ama's herbs, were consumed by fifteen, the tattooist's men.

"Ah, it's your turn. At most let's play it." The two glasses of the man gulped down the herbs with the help of Ama's soft hands.

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