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
Sardat sat in a slightly worn chair in the front yard of the cafe. The cool breeze touched his cheeks, but his heart did not feel at peace. Remembering when he went to the same place with his boss, he also sat alone instead of joining the cafe. Now, he still feels awkward being there, even though he can now order by himself, unlike before.A waiter approached, smiling kindly. "Please sir, what order?" he asked while showing the menu.sardat just pointed at the pictures on the menu uncertainly, his lips pursed unsure of what he was choosing. "Yes sir, please wait a moment," said the servant politely, and Sardat just nodded. Sardat turned his gaze around, looking for something he wanted, maybe a sign of the presence of the city mafia.However, his silence was disturbed when a group of adult women suddenly grabbed him. "Get up! How dare you sit in my place!" snapped one of them who was standing with his eyes burning. Sardat looked up, his eyebrows knit together in surprise. "Your pl
Reina Luin was stunned, her body was stiff, unable to move an inch and the woman's face was pale, when she saw her father's neck being put under the blade of Sardat's cold katana.His father, Rezar Luin, the most influential person in the city, could now only look on with wide eyes filled with fear, cold sweat pouring down as if to describe the terror that shackled his soul. Everyone there, including the man who had always been known to never have fear, now felt like he had been hit by reality. Silence and silence enveloped the place."S-Sir, I am ready for any negotiations. money, territory, anything to save my life," raved Rezar in a trembling voice, opening the conversation.However, before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, Sardat coldly shifted the blade of his sword, causing a slight friction that was enough to cause fresh blood to slowly drip from Rezar's neck. "Father!" A scream broke the silence again, Reina, who was initially stunned, now ran over to her father with
Sardat clenched his fists tightly, his anger burning as he saw the girl close her arms around her body, begging for forgiveness while tears rolled down her pale face. in front of the girl, a man with a cynical expression, who turned out to be the leader of the group of bullies, uttered cruel words. "Hahaha... a poor girl like you really deserves to be a prostitute!" The sound of his laughter created a heart-rending echo. Group of bullies, they immortalized the embarrassing scene with their cellphone cameras. No one dared to help, instead, their cruel laughter filled the air, as the place was already cold with cruelty. With a shaken voice, the girl tried once again. "Please give me my clothes," she said in a voice hoarse from crying. A man from the group, with an evil smile etched on his face, revealed the girl's clothes—they had been doused in gasoline and immediately set on fire. The evil laughter rose even higher, piercing the girl's feelings. they laughed out loud, as if the
Sardat invites Bela into the shopping center. However, the woman refused to go in there with a blush on her face."Why don't you want to come?" asked Sardat in surprise. "I...," Bela's voice stuttered, her eyes lowered. "I'm only wearing this, shame." his words sounded soft and helpless. Sardat glanced at Bela's clothes, he took a deep breath. His face showed empathy. "You wait here for a moment," he said softly while trying to hide his own discomfort. "I bought underwear for you, what size are they?" The question sounded caring, but also blunt."Uh... are you serious?" Bela's eyes widened, surprised by Sardat's sincerity. With a firm nod, Sardat gave a small smile. "Don't worry, I used to be an errand boy. This is easy for me," he said comfortingly. With reddened cheeks, Bela whispered to tell her the size of her underwear. Sardat nodded, smiled meaningfully and then rushed to the clothing store. Within a few minut
Bela stepped gently into the clothes shop, her eyes glistening at the variety of clothes hanging neatly. With a heart full of hope, she grabbed one of the clothes that looked so elegant. However, as soon as his eyes fell on the price tag, his smile immediately faded. "Jeez, five hundred Souland dollars?" she muttered as she quickly covered his mouth with his hand. She tried hard so that his words could not be heard by people who were also shopping. With her heart still pounding, Bela turned to the other price tag. Every number displayed made her even more devastated. even the cheapest clothes in this shop cost two hundred Souland dollars. In fact, her monthly salary as a maid was only two thousand Souland dollars.This meant that she could only buy ten of the cheapest clothes in this shop every month, something that was clearly impossible for her to do. Anxiety was clearly visible on Bela's face. Without further ado, she took a deep breath and hurriedly
Sardat felt strange towards the two women kneeling in front of him, hitting their foreheads on the floor. Because previously at the cafe, all his attention was only focused on Reina who kept causing trouble with him.the woman with a bruised jaw, her voice choked, tried to hold back the pain as she said, "Sir, forgive me for being blind, I thought he was not your lover."His friend with a pale face also followed a similar action, begging Sardat for forgiveness.Meanwhile, the shop assistants, who were rooted to the spot, were surprised that they had mocked Bela while choosing cheap clothes, now they were seeing the reversed scene. On the other hand, Bela stood firmly, ordering the silent maid, "Miss, quickly pack my clothes." "A-okay Miss," answered the waiter who immediately regained consciousness. Bela's firm voice was like an oasis amidst the ongoing chaos. The waiter immediately rushed over, packed the groceries