Beautiful Policeman

Beautiful Policeman
SHAMAN POWER


Lee is now seen sitting on a long bench next to Manila who still looks silent can not forgive Lee's actions that have made him jealous half to death.


But Michael did not want to bulldoze and take a headache to participate in sitting among 2 people who look pouting because that will later make stomach pain.


Michael prefers to busy himself counting the income Lee took from the drawer of his meat cart.


With the index finger he glimpsed on the tongue. Michael deftly counts the sheets of each money sheet that is in his hold.


"Wah .. can get rich suddenly if our trading is in this line" said Michael who hopes his words are heard in the ears of Manila and Lee.


Manila lazily got up from her seat and walked over to Michael who had just finished calculating his profit.


With a quick movement Manila immediately snatched and secured the money that had been arranged neatly Michael and put it in his sling bag.


"Ma .. ma. Why did you take all the money?" Michael sighed in disappointment at Manila who coldly and casually secured his meatball sales money.


"Sit down!" decreed Manila by staring intently and made Michael tremble in fear.


Michael is now directly sitting next to Lee following his style who still looks down not dare to look at Manila.


Manila now stepped up and stood right in front of Lee and Michael.


"Remember! we are here to carry out missions, not for business intentions let alone trade while having fun with girls whose origins are unclear.


Michael raised his face and turned to the side with lips pout.


"Halahhh .. Just tell me you were jealous!" murmured Michael but still a little sound Manila.


Manila kicked Michael's shins to the point of pain and success made Lee who was silent now laugh out loud.


"Mampus loh." said Lee who again laughed out loud.


"Who told you to laugh, huh." said Manila who did not want to be considered trivial to Lee.


Lee immediately stopped his laughter and looked back down, not daring to look at Manila.


Manila opened the phone to check the time. And then he put it back in his bag.


"Prepare! because now it's time for us to go fishing for that lewd shaman" Manila said.


Michael and Lee now lifted a long stool and put it on top of his wagon.


"You go first! After 15 minutes I'll catch up with you" Lee said.


Michael and Manila are now tidying up their performances and preparing to enter a large alley that is said to be local residents, where the pervert shaman shows or raises his form.


"Wait a minute." cried Michael.


Michael opened the money drawer and took the black plastic bag inside.


"What is black plastic for?" Lee was curious about Michael.


Michael took the remaining dumplings and meatballs that were still stored inside the meatball cart display case and then put them in his black plastic bag.


"Lumayan, make a snack on the road." replied Michael with a laugh and returned to Manila who had been waiting for him.


Lee just shook his head while sighing at Michael who he thought was always ridiculous in his eyes.


Now Manila and Michael are walking away leaving Lee alone with his meat cart.


"Manila." call Michael and Manila turns.


"Eat this, it's enough to just stuff your stomach" Michael said as he looked at the contents of his black plastic bag in Manila.


"What's this?" Manila reached into the plastic bag and took out a dumpling with her hand.


"That's dumplings, Manila." replied Michael.


Krez ...


"It feels crunchy and savory, although the texture looks simple. But it can present the taste of fish in it." Manila was amazed.


"You like it?" tanya Michael who now follows Manila enjoys dumplings.


"Like .. really like." Manila nodded steadily.


"Then you tell Lee to make it." Michael said.


"Why should he?" Manila looked in surprise and stopped her steps.


"Because all of this is the work of his hands." Michael casually took the dumplings out of the plastic bag and ate them.


Manila sped up the pace and re-aligned with Michael.


Manila felt less. He now put his hand back in a black plastic bag. And now the meatballs are what he took.


"Wah .. delicious. It really made me shake my tongue" Manila said.


Michael who was curious now began to switch to tasting his raw meatballs.


"True Manila, it was appetizing." - Michael.


Amidst the delights Michael and Manila enjoy his dumplings and raw meatballs. Suddenly a glimpse of the shadow flashed as lightning struck the plastic bag that Michael was holding.


The silhouette of the creature now stands a few meters in front of Michael and Manila.


"It's so rude of you young people! how dare you ignore my presence while enjoying a snack regardless of me." said the old man angrily to Michael and Manila.


"Who are you, and why do you dare to steal our food parcels" Michael said furiously.


The old man ignored what Michael said to him. He prefers to reach into the plastic package and take a dumpling and eat it immediately.


"Enyak .. luscious." with a sinless face and guilt the old man continued to enjoy the contents of the parcel.


Michael ran and was about to take back his package that had been stolen by an old man in front of him.


But I can't believe it with my eyes and logic. The old man disappeared like smoke in the wind.


Michael circulated his gaze looking for the whereabouts of the old man. And quickly the old man was now a few meters behind Manila.


"Enyak .. worthy. You lookingforme?" the old man mocked Michael with a mouth full of food.


"Fuckin' bastard! old bastard." Michael again lunged at the old man, but the old man again disappeared as before.


"Michael, it turns out our opponent now has a supernatural science. We must be careful in dealing with it." said Manila with the hand that now pulled out the gun.


Michael nodded in agreement and stood by while holding his gun.



The old man is now back with the appearance and costume like a sinkhole that often appears on Christmas Eve.


Manila swiftly pointed the gun and started firing a few shots at him.


"No way!" Manila was surprised to find that the pervert shaman was able to block some of the shots he fired at her.


Michael took advantage of the moment by directly releasing a punch towards the pervert shaman. But unfortunately, the shaman easily brushed his hand and immediately strangled Michael's neck and lifted him high.


Manila is now feeling an overwhelming panic. Realizing the opponent he faced was not a criminal abal abal that could be seen one eye.


Not much thought anymore. Manila tried to kick her kick towards the Raunchy shaman. But his fate now ended just as Michael had to suffocate in the air.


In her garden, her little heart Manila kept calling Lee to come and help her.