THE WEALTH SYSTEM
The Chapter 70

The Russian girl's eyes found no sign of danger. There were only a few men wearing red suits, and wearing red glasses.

Commander Aramain sent down one of his elite troops, Red Cobra, led by Captain Malik, to kill Pradita, who was on board the plane, as well as hijacking the plane.

“I think it's safe. It's okay, you better rest before I'll beat you to death in the Union of Arab emirates.” Zevalia argued, but was responded to by Pradita's head.

“In case of hijacking the plane will be difficult if the hijacking amounted to very much. If the target is myself, I have no problem. But if the target is all passengers, this will be a big problem,” Pradita thought, then walked towards the toilet.

Zevalia himself closed his eyes, because it had been almost 7 days not sleeping to watch Pradita's movements. For him the mission of the commander of Arshavin was absolute, and he knew that there was a conflict between the commander of Arshavin and the commander of Aramain.

Pradita put his foot down while bowing his head with his eyes constantly glancing to the left and to the right towards the toilet.

While walking he thought of a strategy if his premonition was true. Because his heart was agitated, and it was usually a sign something bad was going to happen.

Arriving at the toilet door, and already inside, Pradita heard a voice about the plan to hijack the plane by one of Malik's men will begin in 5 minutes.

Pradita took a deep breath to calm himself down, and pulled out a shock gun that was stored inside the left arm of his white shirt.

He came out of the toilet and his eyes fell on the two burly men in red suits who were suddenly standing at the door.

They've locked Pradita away, and wherever he goes will be followed. So Pradita took action by shooting them both with a shock gun, because his eyes found one of them in his waist there was a magnum gun hanging.

The two instantly fainted without being able to squeal, and Pradita dragged one by one the burly bodies into the toilet. Then change his clothes with a red suit shirt belonging to one of them. Then he went out and locked the toilet.

Pradita continued to listen to information echoed by Malik in a special handsfree network he got from one of his men.

He darted fast and his movements could not be captured by ordinary eyes, and uprooted one by one Malik's men who stood guard on the VVIP deck using a shock gun maximized by his surprise, he said, to make the target directly fainted.

Zevalia, who closed her eyes like a chicken, was agitated, for almost five minutes Pradita had not returned. The Russian-faced girl did not want her capture for commander Arshavin to get away with it. So he looked for her into the toilet.

“Where is he?’ thought.

Pradita got down to the business class deck and muttered while walking casually to one of Malik's men who didn't suspect him at all, for wearing the same uniform.

“React here more. Little chance they want to hijack and rob rich people here,” Pradita murmured.

“Hey, why are you here?” shouted one of Malik's men at Pradita.

“Sorry, Bro! I was assigned the Captain to come here,” sahut Pradita.

A moment later the hijacking operation began, all of Malik's men moved with magnum gun pistols, as well as Blaster Rifle towards the passengers.

“Toooooooo!” pradita was upset, because he could not anticipate well passengers who were on the deck of a business class containing rich people.

Then he spoke to the system inside him, “System, is there a small weapon that can be thrown, and can make a target pass out instantly?”

[Tongteng .. Tongteng! Ada, Host. His name is Shock needle]

[Yes/No?]

Pradita frowned at the hologram panel which showed the price of gloves were so very expensive.

[Why host? Expensive huh? Poor thing! poor host base!]

Pradita's face was filled with muscle tendons because it was insulted by the system, but he was resistant. Because the condition this time is very precarious, inevitably to minimize the victim he had to buy the shock gloves.

[Quiet, host! The ammunition is not just needles available. There are many ammunition that can be thrown by the host with the shock glove, one of which is a small kunai or short arrow]

Pradita pressed the yes button, and the shock glove had already entered into the system inventory. After the system cut money 2 billion from the balance of Pradita's system.

The glove had a pair, but Pradita only put one pair on his left hand, so as not to be seen by Malik's men.

“Come on we in action!” pradita muttered while firing shock needles at some of Malik's men from 10 meters away, and hit their nape.

As a result one by one Malik's men who were on the deck of the business class fell unconscious.

Pradita again darted towards the economic deck, after all Malik's men on the business class deck were crippled and disarmed by Pradita.

The Harajuku-style man asked passengers to stay calm, and do not panic, so that Malik who watches them does not suspect, because 100% of his men who guard on the deck of the VVIP class, because, and business has been crippled.

But the efforts made by Pradita were in vain. Apparently Malik had read Pradita's movements and held a child hostage while he was down on the deck of economy class.

The sound of a magnum rifle's explosion rang out very loudly, and the bullet grazed into Pradita's right cheek. The bullet was fired by Malik's magnum Rifle rifle.

All the passengers were curled up in their seats with paper-white faces, and their bodies shivered. After hearing the sound of a magnum gun explosion that Malik shot towards Pradita.

“I didn't expect you to be so alert, that all my men on two decks you disabled. But ... Your fate this second will also be cut off, and meet the king of hell, hahaha ...”

The man in a thick coat like Rhoma Irama pulled the trigger again, and the rifle he was holding spewed a bullet towards Pradita.

The Harajuku-style man replaced his ammunition shock glove with a child who had sleeping poison, and was shot at Malik.

The arrows and projectiles collided. But the bullet lost quickly to an arrow that was crushed by Pradita's shock glove.

The bullet split in two, and the arrow shot towards Malik, and hit his right shoulder. Malik fell and dropped his magnum rifle.

One of the passengers who was a policeman in Francis State kicked the gun away.

Seeing Malik's men start acting by going to shoot the passengers, Pradita jumped while changing the ammunition of the shock glove that was originally a small arrow into ammunition needle back just by pressing the button on the back of the hand.

In a state of jumping with the head down and the feet above, Pradita shot tons and tons of shock needles, and right about all Malik's men.

In just a few breaths all of Malik's men were incapacitated by Pradita, and the hijacking of the plane was thwarted.