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Impossible Escape
Author: Abu Ulfah
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Nova stood with his hands in his pockets, his smile unchanged. Behind him, several armed men were ready to pull the trigger at any moment.

"You think you can run from this, Zal?" his voice sounded casual, but full of threat.

Ucok swallowed. "Dude, I think this is the moment we start praying earnestly."

Rizal remained silent, his eyes scanning the surroundings. They were in a dead-end alley, with only one iron door beside them, which appeared to be locked. There was nowhere to escape.

"You have a choice," Nova continued. "Lower your weapons, come with me quietly, and maybe I'll consider not shooting you in the head right now."

Ucok turned to Rizal, whispering. "Dude, is that an option or a threat?"

"A mix of both," Rizal replied softly.

Ucok sighed. "In that case, can we choose a third option?"

Rizal gave a faint smile. "That's the plan."

CRASH!

Without warning, Rizal kicked the metal trash can towards Nova and his men. Instantly, chaos erupted. Ucok, who had been ready, jumped towards
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