After Two Decades
The Old Man

"You're not Jan!" I snap.

The barrel of the gun was stuck to Jan's forehead. He glared and spontaneously as fast as lightning brushed off my rifle. The movement of the edges is very strong, so the rifle is released and thrown from my hand. I don't want to lose, I'll grab her neck and grab her.

"What the fuck, Ren?" ask her with a face full of shock. Dissemblance.

"You're not Jan!" I hissed annoyed. "Jan never called me 'friend'."

Jan speechless.

"Yeah!" I launched the inevitable fist. His face was struck by a glance, he staggered a few steps. Before he restored his focus and balance, I hurriedly jumped off the lunge.

"Aakh!" My strike hit his chest until he slammed backwards. Falling into the sand beach.

"Ren, what's going on?" Profs. Ram beside me gawked in disbelief.

I didn't answer Prof. Ram, I rushed to see the fake Jan. He was limping trying to stand. Stare at me with a sly grin. It's disturbing for me to see that face as my best friend's face, even if it's just a cover. The fake Jan immediately pulled out his gun.

Before he could pull the trigger, I moved as fast as lightning struck his hand. The gun immediately slipped off and was thrown away from his hand. He growled in annoyance.

Then with a flutter he went forward launching a kick. I brushed it off. His body twisted, I immediately caught and curled his neck in just seconds. He choked and thrashed. I tightened my grip. My other hand slid into his face. Groping looking for the side of the disguise he uses. While he continues to rebel. But finally what I was looking for I found, I immediately pulled the cover.

His face slipped off along with his detachment from my pitingan. His face was thrown and lay on the ground. He moved about to pick it up, but my legs moved more nimble. Before his hand struck, the cover was already trampled hard to crumble. Leaving fragments of glass material in the soles of my shoes. This is the latest technology developed by an illegal organization that supports the criminal world. The technology was a tool of some kind of mask or face cover that was used to disguise perfectly. With its main features can turn into the face of anyone. Make anyone who uses it can put on the face of anyone he wants. Starting from famous figures to ordinary people though. If it has been worn on the face, it will not be seen again that the person is wearing a mask or a disguise. Cannot be detected. That's why that guy's face was exactly with Jan to the point that I was fooled. It was fortunate that I realized the simple thing he said, so his disguise I soon realized.

Now the fake Jan has seen his real face. Not Jan anymore, his face looks red full of hatred. Sneers are cunning and full of emotion. Sharply glaring at my face.

"Yeah!" He snapped and attacked me. He stepped forward and sent out quick blows. With no less nimble anyway, all the blows I avoided perfectly. Sometimes I would go and I would reply quickly.

I can estimate and examine, the movement of this person is still less agile. Several times his punch only hit an empty place, while several times his limbs were consumed by my punches and kicks. For a few minutes, he was overwhelmed and pushed back.

He snorted annoyed at a pause.

Then he continued to attack not giving up. Trying with the rest of my strength and ability to conquer me. But for me, it was easy to strike an accurate punch. One punch, his chest hit and he was shocked. Once the kick is turned, his head is hit and he loses balance. Once straight, his face hit and he collapsed. His depleted stamina was no longer able to avoid all my deadly attacks. And so on that last lunge, he lay exhausted and in pain. Can no longer stand up. After lying and crammed into the sand.

I move to kneel. Suddenly there was a shot from behind.

Dorr! Dorr! Dorr!

I gasped and jumped straight away. As soon as I flipped, my eyes opened to see Prof. Ram is pointing an assault rifle at me. The rifle was my rifle that had fallen when it was pushed away by the fake Jan.

I snorted in annoyance.

Profs. Ram smiled cunningly and immediately threw a bullet at me. He must also be an army of opponents undercover.

"Suck!" I cursed loudly while ducking for cover. I stirred up the limp body of the fake Jan who had been helpless. That body I used as a shield from Prof's bullet attack. Ram Ranayuda continues roaring. For a few minutes I took refuge behind a living shield.

Dorr! Dorr! Dorr! Dorr! Dorr!

Without caring about shooting your own friend, Prof. The fake ram had no intention of stopping the bullets.

But apparently he stopped too. While glancing in annoyance at the rifle he was holding, it turned out that the bullet had run out. The rifle was immediately thrown away without a second thought. I stared intently, then turned to research around. Fake Jan's body I took off and I left it lying around. I got up and immediately chased after the imitation professor.

The old man hurriedly ran away. However, his strides were no faster than my savage run after him. I easily jumped at him. He was curled, and his hands were bent back. He screamed in pain. He almost fell down, but I forced him back to his feet.

He grunts.

"Someway!" my snapping. "Take me to your base!"

Profs. The fake ram ignored my call. He kept thrashing and growling in annoyance.

"Hurry up!" I whispered again subtly, tightening his hands. Suddenly he was suffocating in pain.

"Ba .. Alrighty! I ... I show!" the answer is dotted with a face. Full of emotions of resentment, hate, and pain.

So with the body of both hands I bent, he began to walk to lead me. Bring me back into the forest. Hurrying while complaining. Passing through the bush that I felt I had passed. Breaking through the high bush area. The journey was quite long, until we finally came out in a rather empty field. A field that is only overgrown with low grass. In the middle of the field, stood a large hut. It looks like an old house that is no longer inhabited, but who else has a house in the middle of the forest, in the middle of the island, secluded like this?

I was stunned for a long time looking at the rickety building.

"This is your base?" my many.

The fake professor nodded lazily. Then I relaxed the freezing of his hands. As he revolted and escaped from my freeze, I immediately rushed to his back. Unforgiving parents he was stunned to hit a large wooden tree. As a result of his head hit hard, then he fell and collapsed unconscious.

I left it there. Immediately stepped quietly approaching the old building earlier. It looks lonely and uninhabited. While I was walking, I felt my ears. Damn it, my radio communications have been lost somewhere. I had intended to contact Jan, but was now confused as to how to do it. I don't know where he is at the moment. I arrived at the edge of the wall of the plank that looked weathered. Slowly I went as far as possible. Until I got to the door. Uniquely the door was closed but not perfectly tight. I carefully peered inside, looking dark and like no one was there.

I'm not armed. No guns, no guns, no knives. I thought and weighed for a moment to barge in. I only have a body-wrapped antipuluru vest, while with my bare hands I can only fight at close range. And they must be fully armed. I thought for a long time. However, what has happened has made me really messed up. I was already excited about success, before I finally found out that everything was nothing more than a disguise trick. My bright hopes just crumbled. I'm really upset by that. Disappointment makes me really burn ambition. My mind has been shaken. My head and heart are burning with anger. And so after thinking and weighing, I took that boldest and riskiest decision. I chose to barge in immediately even though I was empty-handed.

Brakk, the wooden door immediately broke apart in my lunge. I jumped in and went straight to the ground.

However, for a few seconds I waited, no troops showed up. Still quiet. I was stunned in that dim room. Started to stand up with a surprised face. Have I been deceived? What is this place?

"Welcome, Renato!" say someone behind me.

I spontaneously turned around. And after my eyes saw who was greeting, I woke up not to his surprise. I gawked, then growled in annoyance. This fucking old man.

"That's great, young man!" he said again full of sly smiles. The familiar smile I've seen before. This old man, is a mysterious old man who yesterday attacked our laboratory. An old man who knows what his name is, who has great martial skills to the point of breaking me. I looked at him hatefully, while he smiled cunningly in style. I'm not too surprised to meet that old man in this place. He was indeed part of the army that attacked the laboratory yesterday. However, I was completely unable to contain the emotion and anger the moment I saw it.

"Where is Prof. Ram?" my snapping.

"Patience, young man! I have not entertained your arrival. First, thank you for coming all the way to visit me!"

"Big egg!" my tukas. Without further ado, I advanced to deliver boxing.

One to ten amazingly fast blows I immediately launched. Targeting savages to various parts of this old man's body. My angry attack took a long time. However, this old man was full of calm. With a move I never thought possible, he was able to dodge perfectly. I had no time to be amazed, my anger was really burning and had given me an injection of strength.

So with anger, I moved savagely and agilely. Dozens of punches, lashes, fists, and various attacks roared out in just a few eye-shocks. Hurry up is amazing, but again this old fucker managed to dodge. Instead, as soon as he launched a single counterattack, his right hand shot through at lightning speed and precisely struck my chest.

"Aackh!" I was suffocated as soon as my body was thrown backwards. Thumping down onto the floor board. I squirm in pain. Tried to get back up.

I haven't risen yet, I know that old man has appeared before my eyes.

"You're young, Renato!" said it. "Later you'll be as good as me, too, when you reach my age now."

I snorted with hate. Immediately got up again, without caring about the pain in my chest. I started another series of attacks like that. However, not lasting for long, I was pushed back a few steps by this old man's punch. So he came chasing me. Prepare to preach with another ferocious attack. But, a miracle happened. This mysterious old man had no time to do the action. Because in that shock, a body flashed that lunged from the outside.

"Oh yeah!" The old man he complained as his body retreated to the side.