Chapter 30


    He felt the strength of his friend’s hand as he pressed the cigarette lighter to the cement wall next to


    him.


    "Al-Sharique escaped the prison. Someone was backing him up."


    Al-Sharique was one of the two top leaders of the syndicate he had been on a mission four years ago.


    The same syndicate that caused him ended up inatose for a month.


    It was an international syndicate that was based in Colombia. That syndicate drops tons of drugs in the


    country and he was given the mission. In those docks it is passed, far from the eyes of the majority.


    And in the end he found the contrabandboratory.


    The other leader of the syndicate, Us-Mahid, tried to kill him. He ambushed him with his men. He killed


    the bastard and his men while Al-Sharique escaped and flew out of the country. It hid in Afghanistan


    where it actually came from. However, he was caught by the Colombian Government when he returned


    to that country to rebuild the group. He was one of the soldiers who put him behind the bars.


    "The intel from CIA told me that the b*stard is in the Philippines, looking for you. And f*ck it, I can’t


    touch him since I’m on leave,"


    the friend’s voice showed frustration. "So do you. You are no longer in the service and Riguel is


    suspended."


    His jaw dropped when he saw why Al Sharique was in the country and who he was going to use to get


    revenge on him. "Your daughter and wife are in danger, Bud,"


    said


    Riguel quietly. "The word in the camp is that the US has sent personnel to arrest Al-


    Sharique. He is wanted both in Colombia and the US. ording to the intel, the Colombian


    government passed on the capture of Al-Sharique to America. Looks like he knows something about


    the bombing incidents in New York, the bastard knows the head of the terrorist group."


    "But there is still a problem,"


    he went on to the conclusion of their conversation and shook his head. He was in the military for many


    years. He has been sent to various countries to fight. He even became a part of the royal navy,


    guarding the territory of the Queen with a real pce and power.


    The soldiers that were sent by the US government cannot just catch Al-Sharique that easily. It is strictly


    forbidden to involve civilians in this mission. If the US soldier just


    bomb the ce where Al-Sharique are, those soldiers will be considered terrorists of the country. They


    can’t risk that! Alert the government as well as the people who do not believe in the government and


    have their own principles–the local rebels of the country.


    "How about Funtellion? He can finish it, can’t he?"


    He looked at the man with green eyes. The mafia boss Zech Leon Funtellion. He became part of his


    legal business two years ago, He met her when they once had an operation on a


    big shipwreck of prostitution. Zech Leon saved him-mali, he robbed him of the person he was going to


    kill. He saw his rage when he killed the old man by just using his fist. Besides that, Alejandro knew


    it.Alejandro shook his head. "He can do it. He can shut Al-Sharique’s mouth with just one bullet


    "But?"


    he said when he realized what his friend was going to say next was not good. "He can’t move now. He


    broke some rules in the underground and theirw forbids him to take any action."


    "But he was doing illegal."


    He begged. Whether he admits it or not, his brain is starting to n to get his mother and daughter out


    of the country. He knows Al-Sharique, that b*stard is cunning. He knew it wasn’t random. He nned


    all of this sh*t toe back and get revenge on her.


    "So we do. We both know that with just one order from Funtellion, he can put a bullet in Al-Sharique’s


    head but he will be punished if he disobeys theirw a second time. Come on, Man. People are family


    like you. We can n something and maybe we can ask for his help."


    2 Clenched fists walked in front of Riguel and Alejandro. Then he stopped and faced them. "Any staff


    with that t* ranta?"


    "Many,"


    said Riguel, who was now typing on his cell phone. "They were nning to build theboratory again in


    the southern part of the country. One mistake by the soldiers sent by the US, the country’s rebels will


    be crushed and may end up in war. We can’t risk that, can we?"


    "No,"


    he answered and turned to Lyzza who was now talking to her friends. "I’ll take my family out of the


    country. We should notmunicate for the meantime. Al-Sharique might trace you-especially you,


    Alejandro."


    He was talking as a leader now. He really ranks higher than these two.


    "Oh, I will love it if he finds me firsthand. I won’t have trouble thinking about how to break his neck."


    "No,"


    his voice was authoritative. "This is my problem, I am his target. You are out of this problem."


    "Man,"


    Riguel protested. "That’s not it."


    "Don’t use that authority on us, Vesarius. You’re only one year old with us, you can’t follow us. Not in


    this situation."


    Alejandro’s voice was also irritated at that time


    "You will not help me and you will stay out of it, I’ll send my family out of the country and I’ll face this


    alone."


    Alejandro grinned at him, obviously shocked by what he was saying. "Don’t be a hero, Gag* A cat only


    has nine lives, how many do you have?"


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    He didn’t pay attention to it, instead he just shook his head and turned away from them. He can’t risk


    them again. Not this time that they are starting to have their own life.