The Metaverse World
The Rabbit Mask
"You, how do you know?" The killer was terrified and could not remain calm anymore. It seemed like the biggest secret in his heart was suddenly revealed.
The Mask Rabbit, the most mysterious assassin organization in Indonesia in his last life.
Their style is like the killer said: Take money to help solve problems with cute and adorable laughter like a rabbit.
The moment they received the mission, they would not rest until they had completed it.
No matter who it was, be it the ruler of a territory or the leader of a sect, they were all within the scope of their killing. At their peak, they even announced that there was no one they could not kill.
In his previous life, The Mask Rabbit was secretly still building up strength, so outsiders were unaware of their whereabouts.
What Heru Cokro did not expect was that he had actually become the first target of The Rabbit Mask.
The Rabbit Mask wanted to utilize the killing of such a famous target to instantly become famous.
How he hoped his highly secretive identity would be revealed. It was so shocking that he didn't know what to do.
"You're really from The Mask Rabbit." A cold smile flashed across Heru Cokro's face.
"Are you trying to bully me?" The killer's face was red. "That's not true! How do you know the name of our organization?”
"Since you tried to kill me, you must prepare for my revenge." Heru Cokro did not know where their main headquarters was, as all of their part-time members and even the inner circle did not know about the identity of the others.
"A proud word!"
Heru Cokro shook his head. With the Spear of Narakasura as support, he established himself. His wound was still bleeding and seeping into his clothes.
Even so, no one dared to underestimate him.
When the assassin saw his identity revealed, it made Heru Cokro seem even more elusive.
The killer was wary of him and wanted to know whether he was lying or not.
With such a delay, the experts would arrive soon. The assassin did not dare to take the risk and chose to leave. When someone was captured by them, they would not even manage to get back up.
“Gresik Regent is indeed special, so let's meet next time!" As he said this, he retreated and instantly disappeared among the crowd of people. As expected of The Rabbit Mask, they were quick and did not delay anything.
When the killer leaves, this means the end of the attempted murder.
As long as Heru Cokro did not die, this meant that he would continue to face their assassination attempts.
They have many styles and methods, but they are best at silent killing. Their plan today is to make themselves famous and known. Therefore, they chose to kill openly.
After he left, Heru Cokro finally couldn't last much longer.
"Ohuk!" Heru Cokro's body couldn't stand it anymore, as he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Mayo"
"Sister!"
Maharani and Rama run to support Heru Cokro.
“Jendra, you're fine!"
“I'm fine!"
When he fought, Rama behaved very well, made no sound and did not cry.
After the storm passed, she could not stand it anymore and saw bloodstains on her brother. Tears began to form in his eyes. "Sister, does it hurt?"
Heru Cokro reached out and rubbed his head to comfort him. When his hand was raised, he realized that his hand was covered in blood.
"Rama, brother is fine!"
Right at this moment, experts had arrived.
Heru Cokro nodded as he described the killer's appearance. "I hope your men can give me an answer!"
He is a ruler. After he was almost killed in Jakarta, he had the power to rule them.
The policeman said solemnly, "Report, don't worry."
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The Jakarta auction house was in the middle of the busiest trading street, and everyone was already swarming through the door. Be it the ruler of the territory, the leader of the guild or sect, or even a single wanderer, they all appeared.
Taking advantage of the occasion, before the anniversary auction began, the Jakarta auction house held a massive auction as a kind of warm-up event.
The items that were auctioned were very much. Although they were not as rare as those at the birthday auction, they were still a superior product. All the items above were gold-ranked, which were basically items belonging to top-tier players.
Birthday auctions are not something that any player can obtain. Therefore, most of the players on the scene were only there to see it. Therefore, these auctions help to meet their needs, making them popular unexpectedly.
At the door of the auction house, a group of players gathered, looking anxious.
“Why hasn't the boss arrived yet? The auction will begin soon. Did something happen?”
"Stop talking shit!"
“Why did Vishnu not create a remote communication function only?'
“Okay, okay, let's be patient a little, let's wait a minute!”
“Friends, do you think the boss forgot the time when he was shopping with the sister-in-law? That makes a lot of sense, bro!
“Bokah, how dare you talk badly about the boss. We'll kick your ass.”
"Aah?" Genkpocker forced a smile. “Haha, Habibi you won't do it right? Haha~ha, we are all good brothers, good brothers.”
“Five treats in the Flower Market!”
"Huh? Isn't that too much?”
Pasar Kembang is the largest brothel in Jakarta. It cost several hundred gold each time it played.
"So you don't dare?"
"Agreed!" Genkpocker silently cried, as he requested.
Maria Bhakti heard the two of them get out of control and scolded, "You two are uncultured pigs!"
"Sister LC (Lady Companion), we are very pure people!"
"What did you call me?" Maria Bhakti went on a rampage.
Habibi looked at Genkpocker who had just been looking for him and started to get arrogant.
Genkpocker immediately felt like dying. He can't control his mouth. He tried to calm the mood and said, "Miss Maria, I was wrong, I was completely wrong, I'm really sorry!"
Maria Bhakti looked at her and no longer cared, turned around and approached Hesty Purwadinata.
The members of the Java Alliance Dwipa stood in front of the door of the auction house which attracted a lot of attention, as not only were they famous, but Hesty Purwadinata and Maria Bhakti were both beautiful.
The assassination attempt that took place on the commercial street seemed to have no effect, like a drop of rain in the sea. It was like nothing happened.
Under the Maharani's care, he went to the medical center and treated his injuries before rushing to the auction house. No matter what, this was something he could not miss.
As for the police investigation, Heru Cokro did not place too high a hope.
As long as the assassins left Jakarta, they were practically free people. Of course, the police would compile wanted posters and arrest warrants based on Heru Cokro's description and send them to all capitals. However, the actual effect will depend on the influence of Heru Cokro.