After Two Decades
The Most Emotional Betting

Brakk, my body hit the wall after being hit by an opponent's kick. I blinked my eyes. Gathering energy and focus. I watched sharply. One of my two opponents came closer with a fist. I shifted to dodge, with a quick and agile movement I brushed the fist away. In that second anyway, I pulled that hand and sent a quick punch to the back of his head. Make it stagger to the edge of the wall. His friend now stepped forward and launched a kick, I swiftly brushed off his kick and kicked back. My kick hit his chest, until he staggered back and complained of pain. My kick earlier also made my body turn back, then I just gave a punch to my opponent who was pressed on the side of the wall. He was stunned to fall near his friend who was lying unconscious, his friend who I had conquered the earliest. I immediately turned to his other friend, a second too late the punch must have hit my face. I was so quick to point that the dangerous blow only hit an empty spot. Without wasting any time, I caught his hand. Turn back and bend it easily. My feet move agilely hooked his legs, mercilessly his body fell backwards. His other friend had risen again. Trying to get to me quickly. However, my movements were more nimble and faster, I dodged by jumping away. He looked at me with annoyance, then jumped after me. I welcomed the landing with a spinning kick. Brakk, his body slammed hard. He hit his friend who was just trying to stand up. Unforgiving both of them lying helpless.

I turned towards the old man. Now our distance is closer. However, there was still no look of trepidation or uneasiness on his face. The old man's calmness was extraordinary. I just couldn't hide my annoyance, emotion, and thought-filled face. Our eyes met, clashing with sharp glances. A few seconds before I finally stepped forward to punch. However, the old man's hand brushed off faster and filled my face with the palm of another one. I fell backwards with buying eyes, surprised not playing. He moves very fast with great reflexes. I became very interested to know who he really was.

Once again I send an attack. I launched a spinning kick with my right foot. The old man took a step back with a calm movement without the slightest change on his face. With a surprising move, he sent back a kick. The spinning kick was exactly like I did, but with a jump so that the power was clearly stronger. In my shock I moved to the side. But kasip, the kick was right and slammed into my face.

"Aghhh!" I was thrown and hit the wall. I complained of pain. I blinked my eyes and rubbed my face. My gaze is twitching. The kick just now made me lose focus and balance. Stripped right in my head. I tried hard to gather my energy. I see, the mysterious old man is still in his place.

I stepped softly towards him. I launched a quick right fist. The old man just shifted his head slightly. However, my movements were only a trick, I changed the direction of the movement and slammed the back of the hand with a movement that I felt was very fast. However, beyond my expectations, the old man's movements were even faster. My hand was pulled over and he pushed my shoulder. Obviously I immediately staggered and twisted backwards with my body tilted unbalanced. Before I could do anything, the shoes she was wearing had already hit me hard in the face. No surprise my face and the floor met and clashed violently. My ears immediately buzzed. My eyes began to blur. My head hurts not play. I tried to get up but failed, my body fell back by itself. Throughout my career, I have never met an opponent as tough as this old man. From the first time I studied and was a martial arts master, before this old man, only Jan could conquer me. However, today I was defeated so easily. My curiosity about who this guy is is becoming.

I tried to get up again, and this time it worked. I stood up but still shaken and lacking balance. I stared at the old man with my eyes twitching. With a face full of annoyance.

"Who are you really?" my many.

The old man laughed. Laughter tasteless. Then he said, "I am nobody. You're not the one whose name is known throughout the country with the best reputation. Wherever I go, no one will know my name. It's free for you to ask, because I don't have a name!"

I snorted and was dumbfounded. This old man is really weird. His style is like a swordsman in silat novels. However, I admit, he is indeed great and has high abilities. So shrewd and his movements were very fast. It's a pity that he's on the opposite side of me.

"You still want to continue, young man?"

I'm silent. Then it immediately went forward and sent a right foot kick. The old man turned his body to the side. Sending a punch to my back. I was about to twitch, but after getting a heavy blow so many times earlier, my movements became slow and less agile. Then no doubt the punch hit right and pushed me a few steps. When I turned my body, the kick spinning and jumping like before greeted me so quickly. I don't have a second to make any moves. My body was thrown to the side against the wall. I crouch on that wall, limp and lose energy, feeling the pain that radiates from head to toe. Really, the toughest opponent I've ever met. I've really big heads all this time. Feeling yourself the greatest. Forgetting that there is still a sky above.

The old man smiled at me. This time for the first time, he approached me. I got up and straightened my body. Prepare for the next onslaught.

Without a cue, I immediately launched a streak of blows with the quickest movement I could afford. However, ironically the old man's movements were even faster fending everything off with precision. In those rolls of rapid, almost invisible movement, suddenly the palm of that person was already treading on my face. I was shocked not playing, my movements immediately stopped as if frozen. I don't know when he made that move. Everything all of a sudden. Brakk, he violently slammed my body on the floor. I screamed in pain. For the umpteenth time I've been knocked helpless. It was half conscious. The laughter of that person had already sounded far away. My eyes are already foggy. Really opaque. I was able to endure all this pain, but the shame of being defeated was like the one that tormented my mind.

I didn't hear any troops barging in, but suddenly there was a rapid barrage of gunfire coming towards the old man. The old man immediately dropped himself. Crawling in search of shelter. Because even if it is as good as its ability, it is still impossible to be able to fight the high-speed hot lead. I tried to prevent him from crawling away, by ambushing him. However, just once thrashed, he managed to make my body roll against the wall. The barrage of gunfire continued roaring loudly. It hit the wall above me. Dozens of bullets fell near me.

Shots stopped. I got up after trying hard. It turned out that the team of the Executioner Team had followed me here. Then the business in the main room was done. Led by Dani, the team is on standby on each side. I immediately looked around. All the scientists who had been armed are now free to stand, their handlers have been sprawled by unceremonious bullets. I'll come to Dani right away.

"Where was the old man?" tanyaku.

"I don't see any parents here, sir! But the entire attacking force has been crippled! Some managed to escape!"

I looked again, sweeping across the entire room in disbelief. Very quickly the old man respected. A few seconds ago, he was beside me crawling around. I shook my head in annoyance.

"Fathers of professors, please return to the main! The building is clear of the attackers!" said Dani.

The dozens of scientists immediately rushed towards the hallway door and exited.

"By their bodies!" Dani's orders. So the four subordinates immediately obeyed and immediately took a position behind the horde of scientists.

"Sir, how now?" ask Dani.

"Done all the battle marks! Call the medical team for all the injured members!" I answered while stepping up to the scientists earlier.

"Ready!"

For a few minutes, the executioner's troops shoulder to shoulder cleared the rest of the battle. Clean every messy room. Medical teams have also arrived to take care of injured members and security personnel. Police representatives were also contacted to investigate the attack. Ambulances also came to transport the bodies of the victims of the battle. However, very strangely, the security system and artificial intelligence that we had, did not manage to get any specific info based on the faces of the people who carried out the attack. The information we got was just addresses, travel trail manifest, as well as police records that they were recidivists and there were also police fugitives. There was no indication of who sent them. The person behind this attack was really planning everything neatly.

***

Almost in the afternoon, the main room along with all the other rooms in the building were cleared. The messy battle scars have been fixed. Only defective and short-circuited electronic devices remained and could not be overcome quickly.

I was sitting on a sofa, on one side of the room. I saw almost all the professors and scientists there sitting with restless faces. Each one just fell silent and calmed down. They experience mental shock and trauma. One of them sat next to me.

"Sorry, Prof, we apologize for the incident. Next we promise to tighten security here!" my spoken.

"It's okay, Mr. Ren!" answer the professor.

"Everything's fine, right?" my many.

"Okay, Mr, Ren! Everything is fine!"

"By the way, where's Prof. Ram?" my many.

"Prof. Ram?" The professor beside me turned to the left to the right. Searching and looking at his colleagues one by one.

"Oh my goodness, Mr. Ren! Profs. Ram isn't here, he ... he's missing!" The professor panicked.

"What's? No way, all the professors survived, right?" I couldn't believe it. I also looked around looking. However, sure enough, I just realized that all the scientists in the room only numbered 22 people. One less, that is prof. Ram. It's really bad. Why did I just realize it.

I immediately moved from my position. Stepping hastily towards the executioner's forces who were still on standby.

"What's up, sir?" greeted him.

"Where is Prof. Ram?" many rush.

"Prof. Ram's? Isn't it here, sir?" One of the officers replied. They immediately split up without being told to. The room became noisier again because it was only aware of the disappearance of Prof. Ram.

"Yes, Sir! Profs. Ram is not there!" said the executioner who was still standing near me.

"It's really bad!" I complained. One more thing I missed. I was really careless and careless. Profs. Ram wasn't there. It mysteriously disappeared. He was the most needed and most influential key figure.

"Trs. Ren!" call a professor behind me. "I just remembered, when we were being held and threatened by people dressed in white earlier, when we were herded into the back room earlier. Profs. Ram is not with us. He was led elsewhere."

Oh, my God, I didn't realize that. I thought the entire scientist was there when I fought with the three bodyguards and the mysterious old man earlier. Apparently Prof. Ram wasn't there from the beginning. How could I not be aware.

"They're really smart!" my words are full of emotion. The person behind this attack is really smart. They're not after the time machine, they don't want to damage all these lab facilities. Their target is prof. Ranayuda Ram. The most important person in this project. Profs. Ram is the scientist who heads the project, leading 22 other scientists. Local scientists boast what I mentioned earlier. I really did lose. I completely understand now why the whole professor was taken to the back room. As well as the troops dressed in white were many but easily paralyzed. All of this is a distraction. While the attackers have actually kidnapped and run away their real target, Prof. Ranayuda Ram.

In the absence of prof. Ram, then it is certain that this time machine project will not be able to continue. I growled in annoyance. How could I possibly be so confused. If this is the way, it's the same as our project on the verge of failure. Big loss. For the company, especially me personally.

I can't stay still. I have to find and rescue Prof. Ram. Must succeed. Because all my property and information about my father's murder is at stake in this. The most emotional bet of my life. I can't fail. This project must continue and be completed. For daddy.