CEO's Dream Cully
The Roach Killer Sword Dance

POV Author

"All teams in position. No one attacks me before I give you a cue!" lyra's voice was heard in every wireless earphone that was attached to the ears of all members of the DZ Badak team.

"Nationadd!!. Attack them and retake the two women!" broto's orders were loud to the dozens of bodyguards that were behind him.

CRICKET

CRICKET

Something is strange. All those guards no one moved a bit.

"Come, sergeant!!" repeat Broto again.

But again the guards just kept quiet without responding to what Broto ordered.

"Hehehe.you rule me?" Lyra opened her headgear, as well as the dozens of bodyguards who had just been silent.

Almost understandable, dozens of troops with the cover of the head turned out to be a team 5 led by Lyra consisting of a team of Amsterdam that looks bulle-bule blasteran.

Seeing the conditions change drastically, two black people flanking Broto immediately darted carrying Broto away to enter the building.

Not only Broto and his men, but Alvian, Rani, Linda, and dozens of Broto troops on the lips of the building were also shocked by the incident.

"Since when were you there, brother?" Alvian stuttering.

"All teams, sergeant!!" lyra shouted loudly at all the members connected through wireless earphones.

Team 5 immediately turned around and now faced each other with dozens of Broto's men on the lips of the building. Baku hit inevitable again. Not yet had the opponent overcome his shock, from the sky came dozens of helicopters that dropped dozens of 2 team members led by Deo.

Instantly, the defense of dozens of opposing forces into chaos kewar-kewer received an attack of troops that came like flood.

In just a few minutes, the team had managed to bulldoze the opposing forces on the lips of the building.

"I started coming in from the back with the first team. Team 4 as a sniper please protect us. Teams 2 and 5 move in followed by a team of rhinos. Alvian and Lyra, please make the 10-man arrangement that I arranged yesterday. Get ready to face a tougher opponent inside the building!" latitude instruction of wireless earphone.

The team moved agilely entering the building as per the Lintang instructions. Behind them were Lyra, Alvian, Deo, Pak Fuad, Jimmy, Yosi, Mukidi, Ronald, Damar, and Wulan.

Inside the building has been waiting for dozens of Broto's men who directly clashed with the DZ Badak team. Lyra and the other commanders moved forward intending to help the team, but flashed 10 men coming against them.

Lyra ran away looking for a more spacious area followed by a man with a thick mustache.

"Where are you fucking woman running?!" man's mustache jolt.

"It's hard for me to run from savages like you. Hiaat!" Lyra lunged quickly at the mustachioed man using her two proud daggers.

The mustachioed man greeted Lyra's attack by slashing the sword at high speed which all of them were able to avoid by Lyra well.

The man in a mustache momentarily retreated in breath. A few seconds later, he swung his sword again.

"The Sword Dance of Hell!" shouted the mustachioed man chanting his sword stance.

Lyra did the back salto a few times to take some distance. Lyra seriously threw her dagger towards the opponent's stomach which was reflexively instantly driven away by the sword.

But that was what Lyra wanted, Lyra's second dagger throw followed and right hit the back of the moustached man's hand holding the sword.

TRANGGANG

The opponent's sword slammed onto the floor as a result of Lyra's dagger attack.

"The caratt!. It could be your ability, lady jala-ng!" The moustached man slightly ducked down to regain his sword.

"Stop your intentions, Mr. Mustache!. Are you afraid of fighting empty-handed against women?" lyra's lips ignite the opponent's emotions.

"Badshahh!!" The Moustache Man rushed forward to launch his empty-handed attack.

PLACKS

PLAQUES

PAKKS

The punches and stalks both alternated looking for weak gaps from their respective defenses.

Lyra's body moves like a dancer in serving every attack Mr. Mustache.

"Tread of the Wolves of the Desert!!" back The man screams a punch.

"Helehh. Too much of an unclear stance. Hupph.." Lyra ran and jumped high.

Fists formed in the air lead to the cranium of the head of Mr. Mustache who was still busy stringing up the moves.

PLEKK

The blow from the air Lyra was able to be held perfectly by two hands Mister Mustache crossed over his head.

"Haha..." Lyra laughed crisply.

PROKKK

Suddenly Lyra's body that almost came down from the air was seen spinning backward quickly until Lyra's feet hit the face of Mr. Mustache strongly. The opponent bounced away instantly.

Doesn't stop there. Lyra's body that landed back on the floor immediately grabbed the sword of Mr. Mustache lying right under Lyra's feet.

CRASHH

Lyra's sword swing tore apart the body of Mr. Mustache who was still sprawled due to the previous kick.

"Cockroach Killer Sword Dance!!" teasing Lyra while observing Mister Mustache floundering facing death.

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