Jaga Saksena Pendekar Peniup Bledeg
Chapter 49. Revenge Two Swordsman

Shouted in such a way, Keep Saksena who narrows the jago in both her armpits remain calm. There was even a slight smile on his face.

This made people not dare to rashly act.

Different if the yelled panicked and afraid, it was certain they would immediately attack with a cruel savage.

"Hurry up or my gun's talking!!" Back the owner of one of the roosters who brandished the bluffing cundrik, his eyes bulged ferociously trying to scare.

"I will release these two chickens, but not to be pitted! And not for gambling! Remember those two deeds are evils to be left behind!"

"That bastard! Why are you lecturing here, huh?!"

"We've just cracked it!"

"Thud!"

"Kill it!"

People kept shouting but no one dared to come forward. Till,

"Why are you quiet! We kill him!" the man who owns the champion who brandishes the cundrik invites the owner of the other champion.

"You go first! I don't have a gun!"

"Damn it! Hiyaa!" cursing annoyed cundrik holder man moves closer to thrust the weapon towards the stomach Jaga.

And like a commando, the actions of the cundrik gunman trigger people to move.

Three more snoring cundrik tip hit his stomach, Keep the jago thrust in the right hand constriction forward, right into the face of the owner himself.

The rooster is shocked so that the flap of the wings at the same time pointed two legs forward, clawing.

No doubt, the face of the cundrik holder man must be battered by the claw of his own rooster until forced to undo the attack.

But not with people who have been ignited by anger, they continue to attack. Someone hit someone who kicked.

Got a simultaneous attack, Jaga Saksena thrust a rooster that was in the left hand constriction.

Two assailants from the front had to retreat to almost fall due to a rooster attack.

At the same time, Keep Saksena turning her body to catch the two legs that are about to kick her from behind.

Hekk!

"Aragh!"

Once in a while two attackers from behind are interested and collapse while screaming holding **************** are sick.

As for avoiding attacks from the right and left, keep the body down. From below, keep both right and left fingers at a glance.

"Gurgh!"

Two attackers bounced to the person behind them.

A very fast occurrence.

When Jaga re-enforces, the people who are still standing have lost confidence. No longer dare to attack.

That's when,

"Who dares to make a mess here!"

Sounds of thundering.

"He, Ki Lurah!"

Simultaneously people pointed towards Jaga Saksena while stepping aside giving way to a thick-moustached man whose tip was twisted.

On the left and right side of the man with the mustache, two men with the appearance of a roar flanked him like a bodyguard.

Seeing the two men the whiskers bodyguard twisted, Jaga Saksena smiled in recognition.

The same is true of the two men who immediately took one step back to look at each other.

"Finally the one we're waiting for is coming, Kakang Gumbala! Now he has grown up!"

"It's time for revenge, Werkadal!"

Gumbala and Werkadal could recognize Jaga Saksena because of the worn stone axe hanging from her waist.

After being defeated by Jaga Saksena seven years ago, Gumbala and Werkadal went to a mountain in the north. The two of them studied on a small stash there.

Padepokan Pringsewu, so named because the padepokan is located in the bamboo forest.

Five years of study, Gumbala and Werkadal returned to the soulless market.

Thanks to the new magic possessed, Gumbala and Werkadal finally raised to the right hand of Lurah Pasar Ki Berut Tunggul.

Since then, the market tax has been doubled by both of them. Whoever refuses will be destroyed.

They both also have the idea of holding a gambling match in order to increase the coffers of property. Because whoever wins gambling must hand over a fifth of his winnings to the two of them.

This makes Gumbala and Werkadal more loved by Ki Berut Tunggul.

Revenge must be vented. They were both determined to crush the body of the stone-impacted boy.

A wait that is not in vain. Covet's beloved granddaughter has arrived!

During his time as the right-hand man of Ki Berut Tunggul, Gumbala and Werkadal were known as the Two Swordsmen of the Bamboo Sticks.

That's because the second weapon is bamboo along the four jengkal.

People don't know, the bamboo is actually a warangka of a long little sword. If in a desperate situation, then Gumbala and Werkadal will draw the sword.

"Ki Lurah, leave the troublemaker to us both" whispered Gumbala to Ki Berut Tunggul.

"Clean up, I don't want any more of this kind of commotion!"

Said so Ki Tunggul Berut turned his body and stepped away.

Gumbala and Werkadal walked surely with wide steps. Very confident, because since returning from Pringsewu Padepokan they both have never been defeated.

The people immediately retreated making a circular circle, giving a place for the fight.

Soon the bet is held,

"Two pieces of gold to one for the victory of the Two Swordsmen of the Bamboo Sticks!"

"No dare! Four to one how?"

Gumbala and Werkadal were clearly seeded by them. So for those who support Jaga Saksena if they lose, they will only lose one piece. If you win, you will get four pieces.

"All right! Shake hands!"

The betting bond begins. It was then that Gumbala knitted his waist and exclaimed loudly,

"You are wrong to bet on a win. Because we both won. You guys should bet on how fast we chopped up this kid!"

"What is Gumbala!" respond gamblers immediately aware that the holder of Jaga Saksena will definitely lose his puck.

"It's okay to change!" exclaims fat gambler frontman. From his fine clothes it clearly showed he was a rich man.

"Change how?!" ask people.

"Four to one! If the young man still stands on the hundredth attack then you can take four gold pieces!"

"Agreed!"

"Shake hands!"

The well-dressed fat man turned out to be the city because everyone was holding the Two Bamboo Stick Swordsmen. There was no one who favored the young man carrying the stone axe.

Seeing that, Gumbala and Werkadal smiled happily, the more they bet the more they would both get a fifth share. No matter who wins.

Seeing the spirit of the people in placing bets, Keep Saksena trying to give a warning,

"Listen to my brothers! Gambling or betting is a despicable act! It's not like you guys get treasures that way! There are still many good ways to find fortune!"

Predictably, their response was sengak (rough_pen), and,

"But son of a whore a lot of talk!"

"Your son yesterday afternoon's lecture!"

"Could you be a kid!"

"Legs! Resi alone doesn't dare to lecture us, you stinking kencur boy dare!"

Got such insults, Jaga Saksena could only scratch his head.

"All right, let's get started!" Gumbala passes his bamboo stick followed by Werkadal.

"Horn!"

"Horn!"

"Kill it!"

"Kill it!"

The encouraging cries from the audience sounded until echoed.

While the fat man dressed in good clothes looked to be glancing towards Gumbala. He gave the code, asking Gumbala not to subvert the opponent unless after a hundred strikes.

This he did because everyone was betting that the young man would fall under a hundred strikes, then by himself he was the one holding Jaga Saksena.

"Half the victory for you!" The fat man spoke without making a sound. Just mouth movement.

Gumbala who understood the code from the fat man gestured to Werkadal, "We play!"

Werkadal nodded with a happy smile. How not! Revenge gets its share.

If it is estimated that there are about two hundred people who bet. Then the two of them will get a share of about four hundred pieces of gold. An incredible number.

One piece of gold can buy the best male goat. If used to buy the best female goat then it will get two tails!