Gangs; Friendship And Betrayal
Jago Fight

After hearing that Mr.'s men. His nemesis was also in this place, causing Sean to rise in blood and immediately stand up from where he was sitting right now.

"Are you not good at fighting?" Sean asked Yanto.

"Hm." Yanto.

"Come with! if you can prove yourself, I'll make you my right hand." Sean invited Yanto who then immediately stood up to follow.

"What's? So I what dong? Have we known him for a long time?" aceng asked, he became socially jealous when he heard what Sean said to Yanto.

"Yes left hand," Sean replied jokingly.

Aceng became surprised not to know why Sean immediately liked Yanto, even though they had only met for the first time. Actually Sean is not a person who is easy to make friends with new people, maybe Sean likes Yanto because his name is the same as his best friend's name from the past.

The three of them then left together with Sean's formation in front then Yanto on the right and Aceng on the left.

Sean, Aceng, and Yibo approached the five plus-bodied men of Mr. M as told by Bambang.

"Let's get out, don't make a fuss here," Sean said reprimanding them casually.

Sean's words were not ignored, it seemed like they did not know who the White Tiger really was. "Who are you?" ask one of them.

Prasggs!

The man smashed a bottle of liquor on the edge of the table and then pointed it right in front of Sean's face.

Sean just grinned, then a second later.

Damnkk!

Sean launched a deadly attack, instantly this bully man was directly hit by a kick of Sean's back leg until it bounced to the bar table.

Tranggg!

Bottles of liquor fell, bursting to the floor.

Claps! With the code snap of a finger from Sean, Aceng immediately forward lunged at the opponent followed by Yanto behind him.

Bagh's! Bugh!

Although in a state of drunkenness, Aceng is no less good at fighting, Aceng uses objects around him to hit his opponent!

Racers move with agility, "Eits!" With a movement that staggered Aceng quite shrewdly dodged the blow then gave a deadly attack.

Brugh! The head of one of them was smashed against the wall!

Yanto is good at fighting. Every punch and kick he took was always on target. Making his enemies battered without injuring a single strand of Yanto's hair.

What a cowardly act, one of them tried to attack Sean with a glass bottle from behind!

Yanto who saw him headed straight to where Sean was standing, then quickly protected Sean's head with his upper arm.

Prangs! The glass bottle smashed onto Yanto's shoulder, a small piece of glass still stuck to his cheek as Yanto counterattacked.

Brugh! A single kick was enough to topple a man whose body was much larger than his.

While Sean could only be stunned to see Yanto who turned out to master martial arts and was also very tough.

No need to wait long, these five men fell down, Sean then approached the first man who threatened him with a bottle, he took a new bottle of liquor later

Praengg!

"Thank God, I didn't kill you because you had to deliver a message from me to Mr. M," Sean said slowly.

"Tell him that this region is already controlled by the white Tigers, don't deal with me if you don't want to be unlucky" he added.

"Not only that, I will also target your family, your acquaintances and even your pet cat, so if you do not want the closest person to get hurt do not ever bother me again! Remember that!"

Sean let them go after making his point and of course he didn't mess with what he said. Sean did not hesitate to kill anyone who dared to get in his way.

Sean took a handkerchief from his pocket and cleaned the bloodstains on his hands, while Yanto who had been staring at him could only quietly run out of words. Sean was already a lot different from the boy who used to always smile at him. Now he becomes more violent, sadistic, and brutal, leaving Yanto feeling a little disappointed.

For some reason, Sean continued to feel strange when Yanto looked at him silently like that, fortunately his feelings were in good condition, otherwise, usually the person who looked at him like that would be immediately beaten up. Sean then approached Yanto who had never let go of his eyes, after standing in front of him Sean said, "You are good at fighting."

Yanto smiled faintly at the praise. Sean stepped closer, as they stood parallel, Sean reached out his hand to Yanto's cheek trying to pull out the glass shards still stuck there, Yanto completely motionless, like a stone statue, only his eyes were blinking from feeling awkward. Sean stepped back after successfully pulling it out.

"Thank you" Sean said with a smile, the same smile that Yanto still remembers from a dozen years ago.

The aceng who was still staggering after the fight then said, "Right, right? hhh .. What did I say, heh? Yanto is good at fighting."

Sean then turned to Aceng and said, "Yes, unlike you who are almost out of breath," replied Sean mocked Aceng.

"Eh said who? I fought them all at once!" yelling Aceng defend themselves.

"Oh yeah? How many are you fighting?" Sean asked.

"Five! uh, six people at once!" aceng Lantang.

"Ha ha ha." Sean laughed when he heard it.

Bambang came out of his hiding place after the chaos was over. "What the hell's going on? Screw everything!" Bambang then held his head with both hands.

His club was already ravaged, bottles of liquor was scattered and the contents scattered on the floor, whether how much loss was caused by the commotion earlier.

The men of Mr. M has run the ridge, while three of these heroes still stand proudly. The three of them came out of the club leaving a mess that Bambang had to clean up on his own.

When outside, Yanto was acting strangely he just kept rubbing his eyes uncomfortably.

"Why you?" Aceng asked him.

"I dropped my contact lens during the fight" he replied.

"Is it okay what? Can you bring a motor?" A little worried.

"It's okay, it's just a little fuzzy but I can go home by myself" he said.

"I'll drive you home" unexpectedly Sean volunteered to deliver Yanto.

"Well, how am I?" aceng whine. It is the basis of the Aceng and its jealous nature.

"Please bring me my bike, I can't take it," Yanto then asked Aceng for help.

"So he said he could! Yeah, it's here, where's the key." Aceng finally wanted to, but with a less sincere feeling.

"Be careful. My motorbike should not be scuffed," pinta Yanto because it is his favorite motorcycle.

"Yes, I'm still thankful I want to help." Ackled grunted annoyed.

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