The Amazing Joni's
CHAPTER 3: THREE
A bullet rushed at a speed of 3,500 meters per second, without being noticed by someone with a fat stature, distended stomach, and narrow eyes immediately lying lifeless in a stretcher. The four servants who carried the stretcher were astonished, usually Wang Lei liked to hum on the way. The four maids agreed to put down the stretcher, checking inside. They looked up, looking at each other. Wang Lei was dead, his head bleeding right at the temple, hollow. A small hole with a diameter of approximately 99 milliseconds is also seen on the palanquin wall made of tarpaulin. His position was symmetrical with Wang Lei's right head position, this was clearly a sniper. Not yet had the four servants asked each other because they were confused by the events that befell their boss, one by one bullets also penetrated their foreheads, penetrating to the brain. They all died in less than five seconds.
The atmosphere was silent, leaving a stretcher that sculpted.
“Realously true, this is marijuana.” A woman approached the place, framing it into a stretcher. There are five sacks of marijuana in it. The woman took it, burned it. After the fire went out, he left.
The group is a marijuana smuggler from outside the area. They sell it at a cheaper price. Their target was the territory of the kingdom, exactly one royal guard. Wang Lei is the boss of a notorious marijuana mafia, in the sense of being famous among fellow business connoisseurs like him. He and his men have the largest marijuana garden that no one can disturb. They had a fully armed guard, at that time. The marijuana field is far from the crowd. Only certain people who entered into a cooperation contract knew about it. Including among them, one of the royal guards who run the vile business. He cooperated with Lei without the king's knowledge.
“Why did the eyes squint for so long.” Has looks pissed. He paced back and forth in the courtyard beside the royal palace.
“Rem, didn't he promise to deliver it this afternoon. Though this is a good time, the king is going out with some bodyguards, there are not many people here.” Has is the bodyguard in question, he's the wheel drive of the marijuana business inside the kingdom. Turns out he already has a business associate, Rem. A bodyguard who had fallen prey to his business.
Brakes nodded. He doesn't talk much. They were waiting for Wang Lei's entourage. The agreement made earlier was the afternoon before the sun set. If it sank, the king would return to the palace.
“Don't go back to that Sniper.” Has holds my chin, probing. He still looks upset. The brake next to him sat on a long bench, his head looking up at the remnants of the sun's nearly sunken rays.
“How great is he? A sniper? She's just a woman.” Rem finally spoke. His voice was flat, without intonation.
“That woman has thwarted my plans three times. Last before today (probably), two weeks ago he burned a carrack that was used to transport the merchandise. Two of the squinty-eyed men died in his hands. One month before that, he intercepted in the street a squinty-eyed boy who was carrying a sack of marijuana. I don't know how he found out about the sack, but the target was always right. He seemed to be able to smell things that had been wrapped neatly in layers.” Has sat down next to Rem. The atmosphere of the courtyard next to the palace was again empty. The birds had already passed overhead, returning to the nest. The sun will soon fall.
“It should have been that meeting outside the palace territory, Has.” Rem proposes.
“You're right. Too often they deliver goods here.” Has nodded. “Then, I will head for their track. You can make excuses if the king has come.” Has moved to leave Rem who was still sitting on the bench next to the palace. Rem turned his head, looked at Has's fast-paced pungus, then threw away his gaze, looking up at the sky. It will soon be dark.
Rem was actually a bit annoyed, he had often made up excuses for the king because of Has's deeds. Rem always defends Has for being able to get marijuana from him at a cheaper price. Half of the original price.
“Tuagaanku right. The sniper is back. He must get the reward that is worth.” Has found Wang Lei's body and four of his servants lying dead. On their heads were drenched in blood, some had dried up seeping into the ground.
Not far from the group of Wang Lei who had died, the leaves of marijuana had become dust. Cannabis was deliberately burned by the sniper.
“We must act before all this becomes hot news in the kingdom, Has.” The brakes suddenly appeared from behind. Has who heard his voice was surprised.
“Can't you stop your weird behavior that always appears without excuse, Rem?” Has looked annoyed, he spoke out loudly.
The brakes just kept quiet, not wanting to respond too much.
“You can take care of them, Rem?” Has turned around, he asked. Rem just nodded. Submissive.
“Wait first. What did the king say when you went here?” Has heataran. Let the king know of his departure.
“She was already at the palace a few minutes after you left. I've made a good excuse.” Rem explained.
“Good. You can always count on me. Now, can I leave this place? Can you take care of this yourself?” Has looked at Rem. Rem's expression looked flat, he had no fear at all towards Has. Actually, Rem is much stronger than Has. Only, he had always withheld his strength for the sake of marijuana at a discount.
“I'll take care of it.” The brakes are moving from the front of Has. He put something in his hand. Has, who always thought Rem could be relied upon, left the place behind Wang Lei's palanquin with his men.
The sun is completely submerged. The forest along the roadside was deserted. Sometimes the sound of night animals. Has doesn't care, he keeps going. Back to the palace.
