The Richman And Powerful
Episode 3: Welcome!

It is clear that the bomb that exploded in the restaurant was not an ordinary bomb. After the bomb blast, the fire instantly burned the entire restaurant down quickly, as if the flames were met with gasoline.

It is estimated that many people who were inside the restaurant were burned by the flames. Life expectancy is zero, if there is still a living means a miracle. The survivors immediately moved away from the fire site in panic

The siren! Wiu! Wiu!

Soon a convoy of Firefighters, ambulances and police arrived. To deal with problems, they act in a professional and trained manner.

News spread quickly due to the presence of internet media. Many people start making opinions on forums, in groups and so on, in connection with the attacks****** on the beach. Many condemned the culprit, and some doubted the security of the beach.

Families of the victims also rushed to the police station, to get news and explanations.

The Bomb explosion made headlines in television and other media. Being a hot topic, to foreign countries.

True or not, the incident of the attack******, is still pending the investigation of the authorities. Handling, too, is not easy.

Because of the incident, the coastal area was sealed. Closed, until further notice.

Tourists are disbanded, economic losses are estimated at millions...

The incident has been forgotten by Gin Wijaya, and travels home with Meimei in a silver sports car. The lingering on-site will only draw the attention of the reporter for an interview or as a witness.

Meimei, the smelly girl seems to be traumatized after the incident, and needs peace of mind. On the way, Gin Wijaya tried to entertain, so as not to think about the event. Time passed by unnoticed, finally arriving home.

The car drove to the garage, stopped, and opened the car door, then Gin Wijaya turned to ask: "Do you want to drink something fresh?"

"No. " Meimei removed his seatbelt and got out of the silver sports car. Walk a few steps before stopping, then turn around extending his right hand impolitely.

"Give me your house keys? "(knew ⁇ )

∑(￣□￣;)

There was a surprise when he saw Meimei's face look much better, Gin Wijaya certainly felt relieved leg. Take the house keys out of your pocket and give them to you.

Meimei accepted, turned around, and walked towards the house. Looking at Meimei's back and behavior, Gin Wijaya just shrugged.

╮(╯▽╰)╭

Shake it! Ting! Ting! Shake it! Ting! Ting!

Grabbing the smartphone, Gin Wijaya looks at the screen and press the answer with his thumb.

"Hello ... what? You managed to catch a spy? So that person won't answer the question while being interrogated, even if you've beaten up .. well, let me go, don't let that person escape or be saved ... "

Closing calls, removing seat belts, and exiting silver sports cars to remove luggage inside the trunk. Walk towards the house with luggage in hand and the silver car door closes automatically.

Beeping. Beeping.

Putting the luggage in the room, he saw Meimei curled up on the bed, Gin Wijaya said: "I'll go out to meet a friend. If you want to eat something just grab it in the fridge."

Waiting for a moment, but there was no response and apparently the smelly girl turned out to be asleep. Shake your head, then write a message on a piece of paper. That “aku go ...” finished writing the message, then put it on the left side table of the bed.

Change clothes with casual clothes; white shirts, jeans, and Gaul Ode Polys Black Shoes. Then go with a sports car.

At 11:25 am.

The Sport Silver car rolled off during a turn, leaving a black tire line behind as it entered the parking lot of an unnamed Bar, and had been seen closed for quite some time. Stop, light a cigarette, then get out of the car.

Suck hard, then exhale white smoke out of the two nostrils. Walk with your right hand on your pants, and a cigarette on your left hand.

At the back of the Bar building, two burly men wear a combination of batik-patterned shirts and black suits. Bowing slightly, they greeted kindly, "Welcome Mr. Gin, Fatty Bryson's boss is already waiting inside!”

"Please follow us."

Gin Wijaya simply nodded, flicking the soot on the cigarette, walking following behind the two doglegs.

Down the stairs a little dark, before long visible light. The lamp was the only lighting in place.

The plump figure holding the bat seemed angry, and behind him stood ten gloomy-faced doglegs, only a few of which people had streaks of wounds on the face.

The fat figure is named Bryson Cow, and has the famous nickname “Fatty Bryson”.

Fatty Bryson was a leader of the Gang, but was submissive under Gin Wijaya's orders.

Well, three years ago, Gin Wijaya helped with the succession process, subjugating local gangs, and merging them all into one. Fatty Bryson was appointed as the chairman of Gangster, because he is good at management. While Gin Wijaya because lazy to manage, and only served as the largest shareholder. Gangster business is like a company, diversified, and makes a lot of money.

As the largest shareholder, Gin Wijaya has the right to name: “Shugeng”, and the public calls the Shugeng Group.

Taps! Taps! Taps!

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Fatty Bryson turned around and placed the baton on the table full of torture equipment, then hurriedly stepped in to greet the important guest.

Greet with a slight bow, calm yourself from nervous feelings, and shake hands.

"Welcome, Mr. Gin Wijaya!"

While shaking hands, Fatty Bryson's heart felt “dag .. dig... dug” was very nervous because he met the existence of legend.

Dogleg: ??? (⊙▽⊙")

Dogleg who saw the expression of Fatty Boss acting strangely, could only feel astonished in his deepest heart, not daring to speak or interrupt.

Who exactly is this guy who can make my boss good?

Some doglegs did not know Gin Wijaya, as they were new members.

After shaking hands with Fatty, remove the handkerchief from the pocket.

ﾍ(￣▽￣*)ﾉ

Then cleaning the sweat on my hands, Gin Wijaya glared a little annoyed, then reminded, "Bryson, the next time you will shake hands with me, wipe the sweat on your hands first. If this happens again, I will beat you up to fly into the starry sky."

Σ (ﾟДﾟ;)

"aaa! Mr. Gin must be kidding, sorry for my carelessness. I will remember the teachings this time for a lifetime. As an apology, I will send the pure girls as soon as possible. I hope you don't refuse ... " Fatty Bryson panicked and said inwardly: “Thank God this time only got a warning. Crazy, I don't want to die this fast. There are so many things I want to do in this life. Well, who wants your punch. Before I flew, I was worried that it was dead to blood mist.”

Hearing those words, Gin Wijaya nodded in relief as the advice had been received.

But, when hearing the words “send the girls ... “, it makes Gin Wijaya's face dark. There is a desire to exterminate this grease until there is no residue.

It's just that you're still useful, it's a pity to be killed. I was too lazy to find a replacement.

Well, who needs your help to send the girls I can find out for myself. Your words show my incompetence. Dare to underestimate me.

Forgetit.

"Coughs, humph ... " Dehem dispelled the awkward feeling, Gin Wijaya said with good intentions: "Forget it, I don't want to trouble you to send ... "

Before the words ended, Fatty interrupted: "Really, not really troublesome. I have a lot of channels ... "

Before the words ended, a fist came.

Knock.

"aaa! My headache is! Mr. Gin, please forgive me. " Fatty screamed in pain, crying tearlessly, and both hands immediately covered the large bag on her head.

(°Д°)

Dogleg: ???

Looking at the large bag on Fatty Boss's head, the jaws of the Doglegs fell down.

It was just a light knock, yet it could grow a big bag on the head. How strong is Mr. This gin? Just imagine making your feathers stand up, goosebumps, and cold sweat on your back.

"It turns out you really want to die. Forget it." Grunting, choosing to ignore this matter. The gaze then turned toward the middle-aged man who was tied with ropes in both hands, and was hanging.

Currently. middle-aged men have faces resembling***dyed in blood. Clearly having a heavy beating constantly.

Gin Wijaya said seriously: "How is it progressing? Has it still not revealed any useful information?"

Fatty immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, then said in a heavy tone. "It's very difficult .. cough .. cough ..."

Gin Wijaya: ???

Dogleg: ???

Gin Wijaya frowned, and she was still patiently waiting for Fatty to continue.

Why in the important moment do you cough?

What's more, it's very clear it's a deliberate cough.

Seeing that many people were looking at him, it was obvious that they were waiting for his explanation.

After hesitating for a moment, finally the expression became solemn, and a finger pointed towards the middle-aged man, then said out loud without hesitation.

"Before being beaten, this person can still be spoken to a few words, but since being beaten, no longer responding to my words, and there are only groans when being beaten. So from this fact, I immediately concluded that this person is masochistic!"

After hearing that explanation, the expressions of the listeners were almost dying.

Gin Wijaya: ???

Spraying 10,000 critical damage.

Dogleg:???

Spraying 10,000 critical damage.

“OK, what's with your expressions? Do you doubt my observation?”

Fatty could only shrug, sigh tiredly, and his previous words had consumed a lot of energy, now he did not know what to say anymore.