Captured by the Past
CHAPTER 131: The Battle.

Royyan smashed into every field that was trampled by his steps, a roar of anger whistling with a rumble clenching the little-eyed man's soul. He will not forgive anyone who has made his wife or loved ones hurt, he will devour or even chew the person alive without exception, including his own friends.

He pulled the tie perched neatly on his neck and he threw it recklessly on the hospital floor, his steps still continuing to rage until he arrived where his car was parked, Royyan removed the suit from his body and he threw it into the car along with himself immersed in the steering chair.

The speed of the car is like the wind that moves around unnoticed by the inhabitants of the face of this earth, he just darted through various kinds of buildings without paying attention to the state of the crowded streets, which are crowded, Royyan drove his car with above average speed, even the riders were no longer able to fight the dexterity of a Royyan.

Whoever it is, I will finish it off until its soul dies, without exception, if it's you El, the cave will flatten your family until it melts together with the ground, if you are Dirta! You will suffer the worst fate in your life!

"Norgh ...." Royyan screeched until the windshield shook and the veins on his forehead hardened to break all the substances gathered around him - his grip on the steering wheel was also hardened.

In an instant and a short time, Royyan parked his black car in the parking lot of a luxury restaurant owned by the Dirta family. Yep! The main goal is Dirta, although Royyan does not know who hit the wife, but the black shadow that has been haunting Royyan is Dirta's entrapment.

The muscular man's footsteps were so bubbling, he walked into the restaurant in a state of chaos, three buttons of his shirt came out of the hole and the net was thrown at everyone in the restaurant.

One waiter approached Royyan politely, although his appearance was very chaotic, the waiter there still treated Royyan well. "Want a seat, sir?"ask the man's servant carefully.

Deep in the man's inner barn there was a fear that ran through his heart, but he could not ignore anyone who came to the restaurant - Royyan gave a rude glance at the waiter.

"Where is Dirta?"asked Royyan with a hardened tooth.

"A-no sir, being in the kitchen," said the waiter.

Without warning and without asking to be met with him through the servant, the long-legged man's steps flared up and devoured the white ceramics there with anger. The soul turbulence that gnawed his gaze continuously around him, he continued to step towards the main kitchen of the restaurant, breaking down the door violently.

All the kitchen residents quickly turned their heads in the same direction, the faces of everyone who was there looked tense while holding the cooking utensils they were using, she said, especially Dirta who continuously widen his eyeballs with heart pounding irregularly.

"Royyan! Lu what the hell, "dirta protested when he saw the kitchen door of his family restaurant was damaged.

There's a small hole in that door. Soon Dirta took off her apron along with her white hat and she placed it on an empty table near the kitchen area. He faced Royyan recording a trail of his best friend's anger with the look of his fading eyes.

"Follow me!"rajuk Royyan stared at Dirta.

"Gue's working again,"tepis Dirta tried to dodge, he knew what Royyan was going to talk to him about.

"No matter! You come with me now or I rummage through this restaurant until it closes and is level with the ground, "threatened Royyan with a bitter look.

Degh's!

Words that are avoided by everyone from Royyan's mouth, if Royyan has spoken then it will not be long before the words will be transformed into a bitter reality, Dirta did not want her parents to feel bitterness because of her actions.

With widened eyeballs, the wavy-haired, wavy-haired man gulped his saliva roughly. "okay."

The two men came out of the restaurant, their second step leading to the back of the restaurant, a small park with a stunning expanse of green, among those thousands of greens were several flowering plants with beautiful colors.

The flowers looked down in fear, for soon they would lose their beauty. They knew when the sun drew its clouds together to cover its fierce rays, but the rays this time faded.

"Gue know, your apology back then was just disgusting nonsense," said Royyan sharpening his gaze as he ruffled his waist firmly before Dirta.

The man's forehead shriveled deeply. His breathing was blocked, and the tightness in his chest increasingly gathered into a huge block that slashed every stream of his breath. "What do you mean Yan?"

"Don't miss it, or you'd really like me to level it with the ground." The look on his eyes increasingly drew Dirta in front.

"I really don't know, what's going on?"ask Dirta who actually does not know anything.

Not hesitating Royyan gripped the collar of Dirta's shirt with a roar of breath that was thrown roughly out, his gaze hardened and red color swiftly controlled his eyeballs.

"Tell me honestly." His teeth tightened, "who told that fool to hurt my wife, SAY! THE DIRTA!" Royyan's voice grew increasingly higher making Dirta tremble in fear.

Actually, this is what Dirta feared, when Royyan was influenced by emotions, the man's common sense with the blink of an eye would sink somewhere.

"Why do you apologize if you're a fool again!"hardik Royyan bitterly pushed Dirta's body until the man fell down. "How you cheesy! Denger and remember this, "pointing Royyan blazing as if his index finger was ready to draw the soul of Dirta at any time, "until you do that, be prepared! You and your family will be DESTROYED! Melt with the ground or I won't hesitate to bury your whole family alive!" Royyan's threat is no longer low-pitched.

He had incarnated into a thousand thorns or even a sharp-edged sword - with Dirta swiftly rising again and erecting his body standing in front of Royyan.

"Lu why the hell, I don't understand, you mean what? Why are you suddenly threatening me, "dirta's refuting looks hollow.

Royyan snorted, then he clapped his hands violently and a glare that snorted sharply. "Wow! Very natural acting, you pretended to be a moron after you harmed the cave wife!"pekik Royyan approached Dirta again.

"WHAT?! I never did it all, the cave has said, the cave will not disturb your life again because El has returned, my purpose is disturbing you because the cave lost El forever, El, then why do I have to do that again, "lit the fiery Dirta.

"BULZIT! Criminals like you, "pointing Royyan right at the nose bone of Dirta, "will never stop to hurt others" Royyan continued.

"I swear by anything, I don't do it all." Dirta is still trying to deny Royyan's presumption.

"If not you who?! Who's Hah?"

"Where the cave knows, they're hitmen, could be anyone who pays them."

The roaring chest suddenly quieted down. The man rattled his waist in the other direction, throwing his gaze deep into the sky, recording the footsteps of the geganas who were moving slowly with the wind.

"Where can I find them" Royyan asked firmly.

"Daeum ..." Dirta just muttered.

Surely he objected to tell where the assassins were staying, but the sturdy man could not escape Royyan, if not then all his efforts during this time will easily melt down and he did not get anything.

Dirta knew right, Royyan's anger would never stop until he finished it all off until he was relieved.

Ah ... Either just a friend or even bad is a former friend. Royyan's soul was no longer willing to regard Dirta as part of his friendship line, the pain she had been swallowed up by was caused by the man behind her.

"The cave will take you there," Dirta said hesitantly.

"Good!"

Ah Shit! Why commit a real crime, why not just a threat, Royyan will never let that person live. Turns out you never understood what Royyan was like, why did it have to be like this? Everything becomes very complicated.

Dirta's inner grumbling was endless. Her handsome parasite turns into a very pitiful-biting lip until the red holds back everything she knows. It's okay if he who grasps the fruit simalakama, let the dagger anger Royyan stabbed him endlessly, let the thorns he held himself.

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Royyan and Dirta arrived at the old building with fading lighting while the sky was languishing in the night with a gripping darkness, the man with his sharp eyes rolling his gaze around the building.

His small net was only able to record old objects that looked like trash filled the outer area of the building. Before stepping into the building, Royyan turned to Dirta who was behind him.

"Where's your phone?"tanya Royyan made the netra Dirta burst along with his heartbeat that was strewn like horses scattered.

"Make what?"sahut Dirta did not calm down, quickly he attached his grip to his phone, "gue already showed their place, why you still ask for other things," continued Dirta increasingly unsettled.

"PRICKET!"snapper Royyan.

Hearing Royyan's voice slamming, Dirta had to give his phone to Royyan's hand that had been stuck, when the black phone output of the famous brand was changed to Royyan's hand, the black mobile phone, soon the mullet-haired man put the phone in his pants pocket.

"Road!"decreed again.

This time Dirta no longer cut Royyan's words or questioned why Royyan did that to him, his steps were so hesitant to step inside, entering the empty room dirty, and so he was hesitant, in so many useless things that seem obsolete and unfit to use anymore.

Only a few wooden chairs and tables still look good and can be used even if not too good. Swinging inward with his firm steps, Royyan combed through every corner of the unworthy place and found five sturdy men and two of them were Royyan's men who managed to sneak into this terrible plot.

"Who are you!"shouted the large-bodied man who managed to make Almira sprawled in the hospital.

There was no answer from Royyan, let alone Dirta. The sturdy man standing in front of Royyan could not say anything there, his lips helpless before everyone, especially in front of Royyan.

Royyan threw his puff out violently, then he snorted violently, right in front of the big man. Slowly Royyan removed Dirta's body roughly from his face, rolling up both arms of his shirt, he pecked at the look of the man in front of him.

"A criminal does deserve to be in a dumpster like this," Royyan raised his chin even more.

"What do you mean?! Come-come-come not clear you."

Without warning, Royyan smashed the man in the face with a rough punch, until the man who seemed to be older than him immediately slammed down and fell down, leaving a bruise that let out a few splashes of blood at the corners of his lips.

"WOI! DAMN IT!"screeched the man who was falling down with a pushy look.

Two of the four big men approached. "Lu's wrong to come to someone else's cage, you'll be finished here," threatened another man who then spit to his left.

There was no fear of the handsome face owned by Royyan, so soon he pulled his hands to hang on his waist, then he moved his tongue guiding his frustration to hold on so that he could finish off the three large-bodied men with his own two hands.

Then he bent his neck to his left and right, tightening his fists floating in the air, taking the sturdy horses and again Royyan did not need orders from anyone to hit the big belly of one of the men, he said, in an instant the man's body bounced far away to hit the table that originally looked good and has now turned into a piece of trash.

"AAaarrgh ..."yelling the man who was not much different from his friends, he was lying instantly helpless, speechless to feel his head spinning like a windmill that continued to move without stopping.

The table was transformed into small woods that could not be saved again, even the two Royyan men were overwhelmed by the actions of his real boss, this is the first time they have seen the ferocity of the anger of Royyan Alzaro.

"Let's play, like you're playing with my wife's life," Royyan stepped near the table fragment.

Taking the table fragment that has the largest shape, his giant steps hunt down every object that is there while dragging the table fragment and facing the two large-bodied men who still survive, while Dirta, who, he was in the corner of another room.

"Ooh ... So you're the woman's husband, I was just told, so it's not gu-'s fault" one of the men brightly without feeling guilty at all.

Royyan's soul was blazing, with the deep frown of his nose, Royyan floated the table fragment and smashed the rough object into the temple of the man who had spoken arrogantly with a clashing sound that echoed so loudly.

"Aakh .."the guy's ringis fell back, but now in his temple there's fresh blood that maybe vampires will love. "Nurus ..." The man was still groaning in pain, his body rolling back and forth in an attempt to send out a signal if he was in pain.

"ANYONE! Who touched my wife has no right to live!" Royyan threw a piece of wood from the table that now has half of it left.

The man who looked no different from the man who was lying below slowly retreated, he thought he would pick up a hard object that would help him to fight Royyan, but his pace was too slow that the little-eyed man quickly realized what his opponent was thinking.

No hesitation he kicked the man's stomach to the same fate as his other friends.

"AAAarrggh ...."

Brak!

He rolled forward after breaking the old cupboard that was in the corner of the room.

"Never dare to run away from here!"royyan's sulk stoned the man's gaze until it loosened weakly.

Royyan's heart was pounding with ambition, his frowning nose hinting at his anger was at the highest level residing within him, his hands clenched firmly.

"Damn it!" The man got up from there, and ran up to Royyan, "YAAAA ...." He ran confidently if this time he would win against Royyan while rounding both hands.

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