Eat first, Xax. You look like a ghost.
The wall is suicide. That's Syndicate territory. malay baby xax darkside part 1 nusan
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(Sighs) You never change. Always running. Running from the rain, running from the silence. This package... it goes to the North Sector. Past the wall. Eat first, Xax
(Rain hammers the tin roof. Xax sits on a plastic stool, cleaning his parang. Mak Long places a plate of Nasi Goreng Kampung in front of him.) malay baby xax darkside part 1 nusan
(Voice low, raspy) The job. Give it to me.