
CHAPTER 10
Adrian has managed to show off his strength in front of the students. It was Adrian's strategy to be able to recruit members into his group. Therefore, now quite a lot of people knew the cold man.
The first day of school is often no lesson. However, students are required to enter the class. Especially for new students to start introductions with teachers. Of course, such an introductory event is not important to an Adrian. He invited all his members to gather in an unused school building next to a library that did not look like a library. How not? There were no guards in the library, only an empty room that seemed haunted. The books on his shelf were not well arranged.
“In the near future we will have guests,” Adrian said as he sat on a black wooden bench. The men sat on the floor facing him.
“Tuest?” Rico who was standing next to Adrian asked. He did not understand what his boss meant.
“Fights earlier will trigger more members to come to challenge us. So, I hope you guys are ready to fight with them.”
“Oh. I also want to enjoy the same time with the worst famous SMA.” Rian. He sat at a table with his hands.
“One person wait outside and welcome our guests.” Adrian ordered.
One of the members got up and stood on the door frame. Shortly thereafter, what Adrian said actually happened. More than fifty students crowded the corridor to where Adrian's group was.
“Bos. Our guests have arrived.”
The man standing guard outside finally entered. The other members rose from their seats, waiting for their guests to enter the room.
“Welcome,” Adrian said while clapping. He got up from his seat and approached the man with the mustache. “We waited long enough. Is it long enough to collect all members?”
The man's forehead is getting worse. “See what you are doing with my men,” he said while showing the men who are seniors some time ago defeated by Adrian.
“Sick, Fuck! Elo use sharp weapons!”
Adrian laughs filled the room with paint on the walls peeled and dull.
“That's because he's just a gobble.”
While grabbing the collar of the jeans jacket worn by Adrian, the mustachioed man screeched, “What do you say?!”
Adrian momentarily directed his eyeballs at the hand of the man who was gripping his jacket. “Or are you all also an idiot?”
“WOI! FINISH THEM!”
Fights broke out inside or outside the room. The members of both sides shouted sparking a turbulent spirit.
Head berandal—lelaki moustached thin—named Victor managed to hit Adrian's face and release the body of the man until sprawled on the floor. Sure, it's not that easy to beat Adrian. He got up while spitting, then began to kick in Victor's stomach. Adrian's kick was captured by Victor, then he pushed Adrian's body to meet the wall, slammed hard enough. Adrian slid to the floor.