THE WEALTH SYSTEM
Chapter 73's

Pradita only smiled faintly in response to Malik's threat. For him it was just nonsense, because before Malik actually fell asleep after he was hit by his arrow. At the time of the hijacking on an Emirates Airline aircraft.

“Oh, the person who fell asleep on the plane during the hijacking could also say like the smell of urine, huh?” cibir Pradita's.

“Don't much cingcong, Cockroach!” raung Malik's.

At the same time the cyborg armor suit covering his entire body emitted a sizzling smoke. A moment later he darted, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Cyborg armor suit named RG Strike Armor has the effect of increasing muscle mass, and body reflexes up to 300% for 30 minutes on the user.

Malik suddenly appeared to Pradita's left side and immediately threw a kick towards his face. However, it was fended off with Shirasaya's sword blade, causing Pradita's body to fall back several meters.

“Uugh!” Pradita grimaced in pain, despite strengthening his body's defenses with the Naga Anubra technique.

Malik's body also suddenly flickered, due to the rapid effects given by the RG Strike Armor. Suddenly Malik was already above Pradita, and hit a kick vertically from top to bottom.

Again Pradita fended off with Shirasaya's sword blade, but the stalk could be broken by Malik's maximized kick.

“Aaakh!” pekik Pradita, because his body sinks, and only leaves his head alone on the surface of the arena.

All the audience laughed at him, because Pradita's body like that, only Nabila who grimaced when he saw Pradita's condition.

“M-mas, Pre-pradita? lirih Nabila shed tears on both of her cheeks.

Malik approached Pradita with a cynical smile, then laughed at him with a grinning face, “Hahaha .. Right now your life will be uprooted as revenge for Dante's death!”

The man has an Arab face, and has a sideburn like the King dangdut it looks to lift his right leg up high. Then gather energy to prepare to hit Pradita's head until it breaks.

However, Pradita roared loudly, and from inside his body released a shock wave, to make the surface of the arena scattered, “Aaaargh! Suryadaksa Dragon Technique!”

Malik's body was blown away dozens of meters. At that moment Pradita took out seven swords and flanked all six swords between his fingers, and one Sword of Nodachi in his mouth.

Pradita rotated 360 degrees, and from his son formed a whirlpool of thunderstorms mixed with hot steam coming out of his body.

From the vortex of wind it also let out transparent scythe silhouettes that shot towards Malik who was still bouncing. Crossing his hands in front of his face, and chest, Malik fended off each of the silhouettes.

“Hahaha ... It's free that you attack me, this cyborg armor is very strong, hahahah ...,” Malik's lips with a cynical smile.

“Oh, yes?”

However, the silhouettes of the scythe managed to tear apart the armor that was on both arms of Malik, and made him feel a tremendous pain. As Malik focused on his pain, Pradita threw the Sword of Nodachi nodachi nodachi in his mouth enough with a gust of strong wind in his mouth.

As a result the sword flew straight towards Malik's stomach and pierced through him, “Guhak! I-this is impossible?” he murmured with widening eyes.

The blunt-bladed sword could pierce through the armor that had a hardness almost equivalent to diamond, because the level of hardness was raised after being fed energy from the Suryadaksa Dragon technique. Aramain who was originally calm sitting on his throne chair his face turned into a crimson filled with large protruding muscle veins.

Pradita glanced sharply at Nabila, as did Zevalia who was to the right of Nabila. The reddish-brown Russian-faced girl was rather pitying after seeing Nabila who was so worried about Pradita.

As a woman, Zevalia felt sympathy for Nabila's worried attitude towards Pradita. He had never found a woman so worried for a man who was always on the edge.

Nabila was captured by Pradita, and he darted away towards the direction of the uncertain followed by Zevalia. Aramain smiled cunningly, and muttered, “Let's go anywhere. I've planted a nano bomb on the woman's body, and it will explode in 30 minutes, xixixi ...”

Pradita darted while holding the body of Nabila ala bridal style, and his running speed can be balanced by Zevalia.

“Don't go there! Better get here!” zevalia's yelling shows the way for Pradita.

Pradita also turned the direction, and followed the direction of Zevalia who was being pursued by Aramain's men. After making it out of the Aramain base, strangely none of Aramain's men were chasing the three of them who were already driving a Willys Jeep.

“Tools, don't you feel weird?” chirps Zevalia driving a Jeep Willys.

“You mean?” Pradita.

“Iya, Mas. They should be chasing us, but no one is chasing us?” timpal Nabila's.

Pradita began to think and string together all the events to discover what was really happening at this time.

“Bule, let's tell you about the handsome Englishman!” pinta Pradita and not understood by Zevalia.

“You mean, Flies?” Zevalia was confused again.

“Commander Aramain, that is,” timpal Nabila.

Zevalia remembered something and immediately braked suddenly. Until Pradita who was standing behind was thrown forward past the car, and his head went into the sand surface.

Pradita pulled his head from the sand with a face full of muscle tissue, and rebuked Zevalia, “Campret! Don't just brake Bule crazy!”

Zevalia got out of the car with emotions that had gone up black, because it was insulted by the name of a crazy bule.

"What did you say!"

"Crazy boules!"

"One more time!"

"Bule-bule uh crazy bule, crazy bule! Bleee!"

The two of them even fight to buy and sell blows, and kicks. Pradita swiftly got out of the car, then injured them both, "Stop! We better hurry to the airport and go back to Indonesia to be safer!"

Pradita, and Zevalia stopped fighting, then stared intently at each other. Their chests are both fireworks, and Zevalia releases the cyborg armor suit belonging to Aramain's forces, so that the three of them are tracked down by Aramain.

“Come!” bring Zevalia.

The three of them got back into the car, and Zevalia who returned drove brutally through the desert.

While driving, Zevalia tells the story of Commander Aramain who is an expert in bomb-making, and also an expert in bomb-blasting actions in various places. Not only bombs that have low explosive power, but also bombs with high explosive power such as nuclear.

When the Jeep car has passed through the desert, and nano bombs attached to the navel Nabila time is left 1 minute. Zevalia, and Pradita have a bad feeling. Zevalia's intuition told her to stop her car.