Ciko whispered softly into the entertainer's ear, his secret words inaudible. With a mysterious smile, the woman nodded and slowly stood up from Ciko's lap to approach Sardat.
"Sir, he invites you to his room," said the hostess softly.Sardat looked at Ciko who immediately nodded from a distance when their gazes met each other, then he slowly got up from his seat with a faint smile. He reached into his trouser pocket, took out two hundred dollar bills, and handed them to the hostess."Thank you, you are very helpful," whispered Sardat in a low tone.The woman blinked before answering. "You're welcome, sir. I'll wait in room 55."Sardat just nodded, in his heart determined not to have fun but to make sure Kris was no longer a threat to his life.Sardat followed Ciko who walked towards a room. Ciko's right hand was holding something hidden under his jacket.In front of the door, sturdy bodyguards stood, their eyes shaThe next day, Sardat felt the warmth of sunlight streaming in through the gaps in the hotel room window. Lazily, he stretched his muscles which were still stiff after sleeping last night. Still sleepy, he walked limply towards the bathroom.There, while brushing his teeth, a notification appeared from the system that always accompanied him. [Master, are you going to spin Spin?] the system's voice sounded softly.Without much thought, Sardat nodded lightly. “Yeah, turn it now,” he answered, his voice muffled by the toothpaste foam. Before long, a hologram screen appeared in front of him, lighting up with a soft blue light. [Start spinning Spin!]The hologram shows Spin spinning rapidly, then soon stops. [Congratulations, you gained the ability Immune to Poison!]Sardat stared at the hologram screen, his enthusiasm burning again, waiting for the System to install the ability.[Status]Name: S
Sardat stepped steadily onto the third floor of the old building. He was surprised to find ten women, their eyes staring at the cold and dark room. His breath caught when he realized they were victims of human trafficking by Kris' men. In the midst of the tension, Sardat whispered heartily. "I will save the hostages, you focus on killing them," he ordered firmly, pointing to the people near the women.His team, although reluctantly, nodded in understanding. Everyone knows that these orders must be followed so that the rescue mission runs smoothly. In the room, the atmosphere was tense when several people started dragging the poor women. There was no sound other than the sobs they were holding back. A large man approached a woman, his eyes scanning her body with an indecent look while forcibly pulling off the clothes that protected her dignity. "Wow, your body is very beautiful," he said roughly. The leader of the group laughed evilly.
Sardat began coordinating his new subordinates, emphasizing the need to increase security now that they were operating in the center of the city. "Coki," scolded Sardat with a firm voice and sharp eyes looking directly at Coki, "I don't know how big your guts are, but I'm sure you can make them all useful for me. Show me that you are worthy of being my right hand! " Coki, with a gaze full of trust and determination, replied, "Master, I will not disappoint you!"Sardat nodded briefly, giving Coki full trust. "Okay, you arrange everything. I'll rest for a while. Also make sure you prepare supplies from your old place, and move them to this area." He ordered as he walked away from Coki to head upstairs. Upstairs, Sardat sees the weapons that Kris' subordinates will soon send. His steps were steady, followed by the woman he saved, who couldn't leave his sight.Coki's subordinates, who stood firmly in the room, saluted and greeted in a low
Sardat pulled a chair and sat quietly, looking at Coki who took the position in front of him. Around them, several of Coki's trusted people circled, full of attention."Coki," said Sardat, rubbing his chin, his voice serious, "you know small groups like yours, don't youI want to invite them to join."Coki smiled broadly, happy. "What a coincidence, sir. I would also like to suggest the same thing."Sardat smiled, tapping the table with his fingers. "Smart! Contact them immediately, make sure they join us," he ordered firmly."My pleasure, sir!" Coki replied, his enthusiasm was clear from the look in his eyes.He immediately got up and took a few steps away, starting to contact the closest groups he knew.with great enthusiasm, he explained their plans, conveying how the Sardat had managed to control important areas near their territory.Coki frowned as he tried to explain to the group he was contacting.They doubted
"Hey trash, come here!" shouted the gangster leader in a ferocious voice.Sardat Vettel, a thin man whose face was covered in bruises, walked unsteadily towards his boss.Suddenly, with a swift movement, the boss kicked Sardat in the stomach."Aughh!" Sardat screamed as he fell to the floor, his hands clutching his stomach in extreme pain.The boss then stepped on Sardat's head, making his face stick to the floor. "Didn't I tell you not to try to escape from us? Do you want to die?" the boss snapped in a threatening tone."A-My goodness Boss, I won't do it again." Sardat groaned, his voice choked with pain.Dissatisfied, the boss kicked Sardat once again, this time harder. Sardat could only curl up, trying to suppress the pain that spread throughout his body.Around them, laughter could be heard from other gangsters who watched Sardat's suffering without any sympathy whatsoever.The boss sat back relaxed, lit a cigarette, and the smoke rose slowly, completing the tense atmosphere that
Sardat dragged his exhausted body and felt excruciating pain, while collecting weapons from the Death gangster he had just defeated. The two bullets lodged in his thigh did not hinder his determination, but instead increased the intensity of the struggle he faced. "What happened to me? How could I suddenly be so skilled at using weapons?" Sardat muttered, dragging himself closer to the fallen weapon. The pain and pain that penetrated every fiber of his muscle did not dampen his desire to understand the strangeness that hit him. Taking cover behind a wall next to a trash can, he tried to hide himself. His breath was tight, his face was pale with pain, due to a lot of blood loss, but Sardat continued to struggle to maintain consciousness, hoping to hide there unnoticed by anyone, who might still be looking for him.With a curious gaze, Sardat noticed a round object with pictures and numbers in a circle the size of his palm. With trembling fingers, he slowly reached for the object.
Sardat paced unsteadily in the narrow alleys, trying to hide in the shadows even though no one actually recognized him.The alley was indeed a place to find peace, a place where he could rest from the tiredness of life. he stopped, looking at a corner that was usually his hiding place."System, when can I get another reward?" he asked in a hopeful tone.[Master, every day you can only spin Spin once. Today you already did it, so wait until tomorrow.]"Huh! So I have to wait until tomorrow?" he complained, sighing tiredly.[That's right sir.]Leaning against the cold wall, Sardat looked up at the sky which was starting to darken. Shaking hands held the gun on either side of him, a heavy reminder of the life that continued to chase him.without a penny in his pocket and being a fugitive from a group of skeletons, he could only surrender to his fate. Tomorrow, he would try again, hoping that the System would give him something that could change his life.sardat chanted words of encourage
In the midst of the silence of the dark night, Sardat walked steadily along the streets on the outskirts of Helma. The dim street lights illuminated his heavy steps, his mind drifted to a revenge plan that had to be carried out perfectly without having to lead to a blood battle with members of Teraf Lounder, the leader of the Tengkorak Gangster group.Sardat, who was determined to take over and rid the group of evil, sighed softly. Sitting on the edge of the sidewalk, he muttered softly. "Can I sneak into Teraf's place without being noticed?" The stars in the sky seemed to witness his dilemma. From his jeans pocket, Sardat took out a gun and stared at it intently, studying every detail. He imagined how he could utilize the weapon from all distances and angles.A question hung in his mind. "Am I capable enough to use this power, while I'm still an amateur?" Feeling overwhelmed, Sardat took a deep breath, seeking strength in doubt.Suddenly, the System's voice echoed in Sardat's mind.