Jaga Saksena Pendekar Peniup Bledeg
Chapter 63. Assault

Cold early in the morning in the rainy season makes humans more sound in their sleep. Not with two young figures behind a big tree, Jaga Saksena and Sungsang The Red Swordsman. The two of them were scouting the back of the headquarters building of the Slave Hunter Group from a hundred spears away.

"Dragon, on top of the trees outside that fence. The scouts are there."

The sound of the night beast gales could be heard disguising the whispers of the Sungsang.

"It seems impossible not to be caught. We'll just go in!" break Keep Saksena.

"Who's afraid!"

Both of them shot towards the fence intending to jump over it. However,

"Stop!"

A loud crack could be heard accompanied by the greatness of the figure of a man clawed all in black coming down from the top of the tree.

Instead of stopping, Sungsang released a shot of a flying knife.

Whuss!

Trang!

The figure dressed all in black repelled the attack with his long machete, making Sungsang immediately lunged.

"Him!"

The same time the man dressed in all black shouted,

"Penyu—"

Stack it!

The dense air from the snap of Jaga Saksena cut off the man's long joking scream, and ....

Jem!

Sungsang's knife pierced the man's heart.

When Sungsang pulled the knife,

Blugh!

The body of the man dressed in all black was strung together with his life that floated.

At that moment, several people were surrounded.

"Who are you?! Dare to mess up at the Mountain Slave Hunter Group Hall!" snapped one of the ten besiegers while brandishing the same weapon, a long machete.

"Me, Take care of Saksena. The one who will disband your group!"

"Dissapper!" snapped one of the members of the Mountain Slave Hunter Group, before giving the command, "Bunuuuh!"

A two-on-ten fight raged outside the fence.

Sungsang Gumilang The Red Swordsman uses two knives in both hands. While Jaga Saksena use empty hands.

Clever!Clever!

It didn't take long, the knife in Sungsang's hand took the victim back.

Bagh's!Bugh!

Wutt!

Brakk!

No less fast, Jaga Saksena also managed to hit two opponents to throw the fence.

Seeing that in just a short period of time four people had been sprawled, one of the members of the Mountain Slave Hunter Group retreated from the battleground to report to the superiors. However, just as he was running, Sungsang threw a knife in his hand.

Sleb!

"Eragh!"

Brugh!

The man fell down with a knife stuck in his back.

"Demit Pedestal! You're butt!" In his attacking move, one of the members of the Mountain Slave Hunter Group was still able to cuss.

"You ass want ass to care a lot! Receive kick!"

Dodging, Sungsang retaliated to release the left leg kick attack.

"Stop your legs!" shouted the other members of the Mountain Slave Hunter Group blocked the Sungsang kick with a slash.

Sungsang pulled out his leg attack by rolling over the body while throwing a flying knife in his right hand.

Clever!

Thus, one by one the members of the Mountain Slave Hunter Group collided until finally there was no one still standing.

Staring at each other for a moment after defeating all of his opponents, Keep Saksena and Sungsang bouncy into the air. Scrap a few times before landing inside the fence.

At the same time as the fight, several senior members of the Mountain Slave Hunter Group actually heard the clash. But the eyes had become sleepy from having just fought their own battles in their own rooms, or even still fighting with a blunt stick.

The Mountain Slave Hunter Group Hall was indeed spacious. When viewed from the front, after the pendopo place received complaints from slave buyers, on the back there is a large and spacious building. Inside there are many rooms and rooms.

These rooms are reserved for members, especially sepuh members (senior_pen).

It's no secret, the female slaves aren't all they sell. Some were made slaves of their own lust. Whenever they want, these women should be ready to serve even when they are experiencing monthly bleeding.

The members of the Slave Hunter Group did not care. If the front hole is flooded by monthly blood then they will ask to be satisfied with the top hole alias mouth, even the back hole.

***

"Only eleven guards' huh? Where's the other one?" said Jaga Saksena lirih when she was in the backyard of the Slave Hunter Group Hall.

The situation was indeed quiet, no one was standing guard there.

"Let's know, I'm not a member of the Mountain Slave Hunter Group so don't know." Sungsang answered. "We'll just go in" he continued, darting towards the door.

In front of the door, Sungsang pulled out a large cukuo knife. Exerting force in and then inserting the blade to cut the door lock.

The door lock is made of wood that is arranged in such a way that it forms a retaining that can only be opened from the inside.

Sungsang looks pretty expert in terms of breaking the bobbin.

Greg's!

Krieett ...!

The door leaf was pushed slowly by Sungsang, then he stepped in followed by Jaga Saksena.

Just a few acts of stepping quietly, a voice tickling Jaga and Sungsang ears.

"Abue .. ahhhh ...!"

"Huhuahh! Ahhh ...!"

Clap down!

"What's that sound, Sungsang?" tanya Jaga Saksena.

"It looks like a woman's moans and men's moans, as well as the sound of a slap," Sungsang replied no less quietly.

"Lodges?!"

"Sort of a pleasure sound. But we'd better see."

Under the dimmer of the teplak lights that were imprinted on the walls of the room, the two stepped quietly towards the source of the sound.

However, the more entering and approaching the source of the sound, precisely the sound that is not much different is heard from other rooms.

Sungsang attached his body to the right side of a door while gesturing his hand, "That voice is from inside here!"

Pointing at the door leaf then pointing at his own chest, Keep telling, "Let me just!"

Put your energy into it, keep Saksena snapping at the door.

Jde!

Instantly, the door slammed against the wall. And how shocked Keep Saksena look at what is plastered in front of her.

A rowed man did not wear clothes even a thread, only a bahar root wrapped around his arms. The woman was a naked woman bound by her hands and feet. The woman is positioned on the bed, while the rowdy man is standing on the floor right behind the woman.

While advancing back his body, the man brewok occasionally slap the butt of his victims.

Keep who had looked from the side can see clearly because the lighting of amar teplak is quite adequate. And the voice that was heard from outside came from here, the man whistled with pleasure while the woman whimpered in pain. The pain occurred because a blunt stick that grew under the belly button of the man who was cussing hit the woman's defecation hole. Plus a slap on his ass.

Looking away, Jaga Saksena's face flushed feeling ashamed of itself.

At the same time, Sungsang who was standing against the wall looked inside.

"That's Biyuuung ...!" sungsang said, but still he saw what he saw. "It looks like I've seen that grumpy ape!" sungsang continued, trying to scrape the pile of memories in his mind.

Just then, from inside the room came the sound of the berewok,

"Who! You two! If you want to not have to play rough break down the door! Aghhh .. I'm almost done! You can ... Aghh ...!"

Either because the berewok man had broken his shame veins or because he was in a state of heavy drunk. Instead of stopping the activity because the door was broken by people, he even further tightened his body movements. And the groaning of pain from the woman was now accompanied by a heartbreaking cry.

"Sir!" exclaim Jaga Saksena stroking face.

With a quick movement, the young man turned both hands before striking the right fist unleashing a long-range punch, "Rasaning Flavor!"

The blartt!