Jaga Saksena Pendekar Peniup Bledeg
Chapter 43. The Mountain Slave Hunter

"Werkat! Before his mouth makes my ears bud, quickly kill him!"

"Give it to me, Brother Gumbala!"

Werkadal walked closely with wide steps, his slightly fat belly before his chest. Show how confident he is. For in Werkadal's mind, killing a boy was as easy as flipping a palm. Moreover, the boy in front of him seemed unbiased, inclined to be thin.

One step ahead Keep up, though,

"Death to you, boy!"

Wuout!

Werkadal smashed his right fist inward, about to break the head Keep the left.

However, how shocked Werkadal was when his punch only hit empty air. His confidence began to fade.

"Try it again, Uncle. You're not lucky!" Keep Saksena who had stepped back saying with a smile.

"Oh ...! Apparently you want to show off your cleverness in front of me huh?!"

Seg!Seg!Seg!

Werkadal made a hand gesture, showing off his back silat movement before stepping quickly shortening the distance.

Not staying silent, Keep Saksena put the bundle on her back, then welcome the attack with pleasure. For Jaga, this is an opportunity to hone your skills.

The battle of two people of different sizes began.

The initial stage of the fight was up to dozens of attack exchanges, Keep only using basic moves. But when Werkadal began to use his saving style, Jaga applied Kayuku Kayumu style.

"Shameful!" exclaiming Gumbala when Werkadal has not been able to drop the boy.

"Yahoo!"

Shame on Gumbala, Werkadal pull the knife from the waist and then attack the opponent berdubi-tubi.

Still serving empty-handed, Keep Saksena constantly dodging. Until, on one occasion with a slick Keep put a punch to Werkadal's wrist.

Stack it!

Werkadal's hand was snapped until the knife fell. At first, Werkadal felt his hands tingling.

It was then that Jaga Saksena again smashed her fists, this time into the groin of the right left opponent.

Bugh! Bugh!

Aghh!

Werkadal staggered, and ...

The duosh!

Jaga Saksena's soles came in to beat Werkadal's chest, so that the man was stranded could not rise again because his head hit the base of a tree.

"It turns out fighting with humans is more fun!" hiss Jaga Saksena turned away from Werkadal to look at Gumbala.

"Let's go ahead, give this little boy an experience!" challenge Saksena to Gumbala.

Although Gumbala had witnessed Jaga's toughness, but seeing Werkadal only made faint, Gumbala did not think again to attack directly. Moreover, this place is quiet no one passes by so if he loses he will not feel ashamed.

"Come on you, boy! Heigh!"

Gumbala crashing with footstool. A rash move considering the previous Jaga capable of facing the attack of Werkadal weapons. Gumbala did not consider the body of the opponent smaller and shorter than him.

Get an attack on, Keep dodging to the side, hit hands on two pieces **** opponents.

Pukk!

"Abuehhh ...!"

Gumbala slammed into the ground as a result of being unable to control his own body to land. The attack on the pocket not only makes the balance disappear but the pain propagates from the base of the ************* to the crown!

Holding his testicles in a curled position on the ground, Gumbala swore,

"I-I'm argh ...!" gumbala's speech was stopped by his own grievances. "I swear I'll kill you!"

"Don't make it easy to swear, Uncle! You better tell me where the rice seller is! If not ...."

Keep positioning yourself as you wish to kick******* Gumbala.

"There! In the market!"

"Sontoloy! Parents are not clear!" gerutu Jaga Saksena while stepping to take a bundle of meat and honey and then leave without looking again.

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Kedai Pokokwareg famous for rice tege ribs cow (sop ribs cow_pen). Very famous in the market. This shop stands directly facing the large street that divides the market.

Cheering "Gurih Anak Kenyang" this store always satisfies its customers until *******.

After praying dhuhur, there Jaga Saksena set foot based on the instructions of the people.

There was only one table left in the inner corner of the tavern, to the table that was Jaga directed by the waiter.

Friendly waiters, let alone see Jaga carrying a large enough bundle sign of just shopping.

"Is there any good rice, Uncle?" tanya Take care of Saksena when she has sat down.

"Of course, Den. Our flagship dish, beef rib soup! The legen tuak was stored for a long time, almost a year!"

"Please prepare the best rice, Uncle!"

"Something that is not intoxicating. Anything can."

"Wait a minute, Den!"

Although only a matter of months studied, Jaga already knows what not to do. One of them is forbidden to drink intoxicating drinks even if only a little.

To keep this prohibition does not matter, because he also has never drank the drink.

Keep Saksena circulating her gaze while waiting for the food to come.

'Water in that roof. Ah ... It seems like it would be difficult to forbid them to abandon intoxicating drinks. It has become local wisdom!'

Keep looking at almost everyone in the store standing on the roof. In fact, the three women in the corner who seemed to be warriors were also matching the same roof, the container of tod.

Order coming.

Jaga Saksena observed the white rice on top of the leaves of the banana with a red clay plate that had just been served by the waiter.

The boy's eyes were fixed on a large bowl containing a thick sauce that seemed to float green leaves. When Jaga stirred it, there was bone and meat there.

Hot steam billows thinly from the sauce, spreading an evocative fragrant odor.

"I didn't order this, I ordered the best rice!" say Take care of the waiter who wants to go back to the back.

"This is the best rice, Den. Please! Please enjoy. As per our shop motto, Savory Delicious Kenyang! Aden will definitely be hooked!" the waiter replied after lowering the cup.

"Uncle could have. Thanks!"

Jaga Saksena has observed the way people eat, even so he is still curious about the taste of the rice shop which the waiter said is the best rice.

After praying, Keep scavenged the rice with three fingers, then put the slightly chewy white object into the mouth.

'Hemmm .. it tastes a little sweet. Why is it different from Ki Pandu rice?!' batin Jaga Saksena then poured rice into the bowl following the way people eat.

Using a spoon from a coconut shell, Jaga Saksena began to insert beef rib rice.

'What is this?? So yummy!'

Jaga's eyes widened wide before re-inserting again and again.

On the street, outside the store.

"Surge! Give us a way!"

The group of several cars that entered the market seized the attention of everyone. People immediately gave way.

Seeing the crowd, the visitors of Pokokwareg shop also turned their faces towards the road. The only walled store as high as 4 inch allows visitors to see outside the store.

"Finally! The one we're waiting for is coming!" one of the visitors dressed in luxury.

"My night warmers have arrived!" cheers visitors at another table.

"New toys soon!"

"We can add workers!"

Hearing the comments of visitors to the store, Jaga also looked towards the road.

How shocked Keep stopping his eating. The black-wood-walled carts and having iron-tested windows on the edges and back were apparently carrying humans.

Each one cart carried about five to ten people.

Keep counting the number of carts, 'Crazy! There are ten wagons!"

The slave merchants Jaga saw were indeed not a small group. They were a group of specialist slave hunters. People knew them with the Mountain Slave Hunter Swarm.

"Child Boy! Continue eating! You don't deserve to buy slaves yet, no need to follow!"

Keep looking for the source of the voice that reprimands him. It turned out, that voice was from a young man sitting at the table to the left. He sits down with people who might be his friends or acquaintances.

This young man looks like a warrior. Although it looks a little strange, because all his clothes are red, even the belt on his stomach and headband.

Look after not seeing the young man carrying a gun.

Sliding his body to the end of the long stool he was sitting on to get closer to the young man, Jaga Saksena asked softly, saying,

"Slave, Uncle?"

"Hmmm ...!" replied the young man indifferently not even glancing at him in the slightest, still engrossed in chewing the food in his mouth.

"You're a swordsman, Uncle?" tetiba Jaga asked with a question that had nothing to do with slaves.

"Hmmm ...!" The red-clothed youth nodded.

"Then why do you leave everything in front of your eyes, Uncle?"

Not answering, the young man dressed in red got up and moved to the table where Jaga was. He brought the food container and the roof of his drink.

"What do you know about everything, Bocil? So that human being is important not to disturb others. And not to be bothered if disturbed by others."

Do you know Keep it now that most likely this young man is alone. Then people came to his table but the young man enjoyed his order, and was not disturbed at all.

"If you get arrested and sold, doesn't that bother you?" ask Keep.

"It doesn't bother you, but it colonizes you. Be a free man even if you have to make up for it by death!"

Keep Saksena quiet. He realized he was just a little boy who could not affect adults.

'If I can't change someone else's mind, then I will change someone else!'