The Plan Of Masked Man
The Plan of Masked Man

"Promise?" the woman raised her face.

A sweet smile with a gentle swipe on the head, made the woman tightly hug the man filling her heart. "Go, I'm waiting for you here."

The breakup continued, within half an hour the two men left Villa and boarded a helicopter that landed on the shore. Of course after preparation and now only strands of hope and do'a can be offered by the woman. The departure of two men who became his new family, indeed presents a deep fear.

May the Lord protect you and return without one shortcoming. Ameen.~the woman stared wistfully at the heli flying away from the island.

Heli was moving further away from the island, and the two men inside were discussing a plan to attack. Small debates and disagreements, put the two at odds. Until the breath is heard.

"Alright, as you wish. But remember, I only gave one chance." said the man with sunglasses.

The tattooed man nodded and smiled triumphantly, making the bespectacled man turn his gaze out the heli. The white clouds with birds flying, deep within his mind still held wounds as well as anger. But everything has already happened, it is impossible to repeat.

I hope you've calmed down, I'm sorry. Allow me to end all these games, I will not calm down if the mastermind is still breathing a sigh of relief.~the inner man in glasses.

Puk!

One pat on the arm of the bespectacled man, and distract him.

"That's it, don't daydream. Didn't we try, look we can still be together." scolded the tattooed man.

"Hmmm. Does everyone know?" ask the guy with glasses.

"I've given you the news, and all are waiting where they should be. They're ready to do their last job." replied the tattooed man.

Silent

The tattooed man's answer was enough, and now the glasses man's hand took the mask that was in front of him. The glasses are released changed with a black mask, let the world know him as a masked man. Because it is the identity and also the basis of his justice law.

"Let's get it done" said the man in the black mask and put a firearm in his jacket.

The tattooed man also entered one firearm, the heli was still in the air and began to enter the urban area. On top of a skyscraper, the heli made a perfect landing. The hour-long journey felt longer, making the two men sigh long. The heli door was opened, and the tattooed man descended first, followed by the black masked man.

The old faces are now seen in the corner near the glass elevator, all the faces are still the same. Although there was a change, the two men walked over to the herds. The world is upside down, the enemy becomes the opponent and the opponent becomes the enemy. Two separate groups are now reunited after certainty is obtained.

''How are you, bro?" asked the man with the white mask extending a hand towards the black masked man.

The greeting was greeted warmly, along with the embrace of a brother. "I'm fine. What about you and the king's daughter?"

"We're all well and can't wait for tonight. Is there a plan?" sahut a hijab-wearing woman without hesitation.

The tattooed man shook his head, already reminded not to bring the hijab-wearing woman. But no one listened to his complaints. "Ka, can you advise this woman? Why return to the black way, has not his chosen way of life changed."

"For my son! I want my son back." replied the hijab-wearing woman with teary eyes.

"Sometimes the way of life tests you, if you are sincere. Leave it to us, I know it's hard. But I'm gonna risk my life for your son. Can you back off?" said the man with the tattoo seriously.

Meaningful speech from the tattooed man, successfully shedding tears that were held back. Her taste touched her heart, but there was something inexplicable and it was only her who knew. "Let me fulfill my responsibilities as a mother, I can't back down."

The tattooed man wanted to reply to the words of the hijab-wearing woman in front of him, but the hand of the black masked man signaled silence. "Let him come, whatever is stored, let it be the responsibility of each. Remember one thing, I forgive past mistakes. But not the betrayal of the present. Now let's get down. Isn't the victim in this building?"

The elevator opened after stopping on the middle floor of the hotel building, all the members came out and the hijab-wearing woman took a card of a hotel room. The four men went into the room of order, and in the room there was already someone waiting for their arrival.

"Greetings sir, is this the time?" ask the waiter to welcome the arrival of the man in the black mask.

The mask was released, a handsome face with a cold aura seemed calm. "Hmmm. Is all the evidence in place? What about the case?"

"Just wait for the fugitive to get caught, all the way you want. But what about…."

"I'm ready to take responsibility. I will not run away from punishment." replied the hijab-wearing woman firmly.

The tattooed man's face turned to be anxious about the hijab woman's decision, however he did not want the woman to be imprisoned. The man in the white mask took off the mask. "I am also ready to take responsibility for all my actions."

All of them stared at the white masked man's face which was clearly very similar to the face of the black masked man. Who would have thought the twin faces, now not blood. Because of destiny and ambition, many faces have changed.

"Everyone will be rewarded for their actions. But forget it for a moment, we are all sinners. But the devil is still breathing, isn't that what needs to be destroyed? Let's focus on the main problem and you, just make sure all the files are ready and the final proof I'll send" explained the man in the black mask and silenced everyone in the room.

There is no debate, there is only waiting for the time to change the night.No one closed his eyes, all busy drowning in each other's minds. Until all that is heard is the sound of the clockwork wall.

Four hours later…..

"Seven o'clock in two minutes, will you now?" ask the tattooed man and do a muscle stretch.

Two twin men put on the masks again, and the hijab-wearing woman woke up from a lying position. While one last man took a deep breath and threw it away violently. The five men faced. The black masked man's hands stretched out, and the others followed. The five hands overlapped each other like they were preparing for a gamble.

"The Plan of Masked Man."

All five hands swinging upwards with the same exclamation, now two masked men came out simultaneously from inside the hotel room. Only then did the hijab-wearing woman with the tattooed man come out after a pause of ten minutes, and the next ten minutes the last man was executed.

In the noise of music and dancers on the disco stage, a man was seen wiggling his hands and body to the rhythm. Life provides a second chance and it is used for fun without any restrictions. Now whatever you want to buy does not need to worry about money, women also come in line. Not like he used to be when he served as a police officer and became a secret agent.

Duties and missions succeed, will not be able to buy all his wishes. But thanks to old-school Sam with a long mustache, the monotonous life of a secret agent turns into a noble in no time. Well the man who was busy poking the sexy bodies of the entertainment women that night was the detective agent who handled the Asthma death case. Thanks to an accidental encounter with Sam, making a crazy plan comes to mind.

Until his intelligence as an agent can be used properly, eliminate Sam when asking for help to find Icha and end up on the operating table. Sam's face became his and Sam's body had melted into one with the ocean water. All the fun can now be felt without having to work hard.

"Don't move!" threaten someone.

Leo could feel a gun pointed behind his head, the women and the club's occupants started screaming hysterically and running around. However, it did not affect the plans of the masked man. "Everything down! Don't try to help a demon."

Dorr!

One shot into the air stopped everyone's panicked steps, and the weapon came from one other figure facing towards Leo. The black masked man's left hand was raised and opened his mask slightly in front of Leo. Leo's eyes were round, the face was already burning in the old building and it was impossible to come back to life.

"We're still alive. Do you want to see?" whispered the white masked man in Leo's ear.

Leo turned around and turned to look at the white masked man, the white masked man showed his face at a glance and again covered his face with a mask. The gun of the white masked man was directed to the left side where the hijab-wearing woman stood, and moved to the right side where the handsome man with a flat face stood.

Leo's face was deathly pale, eyes bulging. The drink that had entered seemed to affect his consciousness. Repeatedly Leo's hand hit the head with an undefined rapport. Leo was terrified for a moment until a loud laugh changed the situation. "You are already burned to death! Why scare me? There is no history of the dead rising again after all this time. Haha…."

"He's crazy?" cetus the tattooed man with raised eyebrows.