Namoras
Stone-cock

"Haha..!"

Hearing Namora's words earlier, the six men burst into laughter. They felt that Namora was tired and tried to hide her fear by saying threatening words.

"Namorah. Stop pretending! I know you're hiding your fears and desperate to say something like that. I can withdraw my intention to hurt you. But there are conditions," said Rendra full of arrogance. He looked at Marcus and the others, then they burst into laughter.

This laughter from Rendra and the others really made Namora want to swallow people alive. His hand clenched tightly and was ready to spit out his vexation.

"Namorah. Look at yourself. You're acting so cocky and think that after hitting my head, you can do whatever you want. You're even desperate to enter a martial tournament. Do you think after hitting the head of someone who is not ready, then you will become a suddenly strong person? Your dream is Namora!"

Rendra clenched his fist and rubbed the fist. This he did to bully Namora.

"I'll let you survive today, as long as you get down on your knees, then I'll strip you of your face. You can go home in such a situation. How's it?" Rendra asked still with a mocking smile.

Namora didn't say yes or no. But now his eyes are very sharp.

"I gave it up to three. If you don't comply, then don't blame me if you go to the hospital!"

"Do you think I'm weak like a soursop? I know you're very familiar with Diaz, and her friends. Actually I want to send a firm message to them. But I don't know how. Maybe by beating you guys, then this message will reach them that I am a serious challenger in the upcoming tournament," Namora tightened herself against the wall, then continued. "You have greatly upset me. A thousand mistakes I can forgive. But you have harassed my parents. I won't let you go today!"

"Bad. Unbelievable," Rendra gave a warning to the five people who had been preparing to attack. Once he got the cue, the four people who were following Namora immediately attacked.

Plaque!

Bam!

The sound of impact was heard and greatly shocked Rendra.

I don't know when exactly, suddenly one figure floated up, then hit the wall across there, then fell sagging with a mouth spitting blood. Obviously his breath gasping.

Just now Namora sent a proper kick into the man's chest making himself fly like a kite breaking a rope.

Not stopping there, Namora who took advantage of the shock from them immediately punched right in the rib section of one of the three remaining people.

Crews! There was a sound of broken bones followed by the collapse of the man.

As if nothing had happened, Namora stomped on the person's body, harnessed the momentum, then leaped sending out once more fists. But this time the punched had dodged so that Namora's punch came off, then hit the wall.

A thunderous sound was heard followed by a crack in the concrete where Namora's fist had stopped.

Can be imagined if the person had not dodged, then it was clear his head would crack.

The first time in Namora's life was in a fight. All this time he had only trained without ever trying to fight with people. But the effect is really quite frightening. Here Namora thinks, it is appropriate that Mr. Harianto does not allow himself to fight.

On the other hand, Rendra and Marcus looked pale. He had thought that Namora would be a sandbag beaten by the people he paid for. Butwhat? It is precisely his men who are made into vegetable chicken by Namora.

"Bring your friends, or you'll be the next victim!" Namora pointed towards the two remaining people. His piercingly cold gaze made two of Rendra's four men shiver in fear.

Without a second thought, the two men immediately looked at his friend who was lying down. They ignored Rendra's screams. For him, finding the whereabouts of the survivor sir is the most important thing, rather than the bonyok.

Namora immediately grabbed Marcus' hair, then gripped tightly, so that a pinch of hair clutched in his hand.

Marcus roared in pain. He didn't know this would be the case. If he knew, then I swear to whatever he wouldn't want to go with Rendra. But where is there a shop that sells regret medicine?

"Stay right!" Snap Namora to Marcus.

Marcus who was already overpowered by the feeling of fear immediately stood straight. He resigned himself when Namora fixed his collar.

"I've received kindness from you. When I used to be bullied by you guys, you were the only one who helped me to stand up. I remember that and I appreciate it. You wait over there! Quick, before I change my mind!" Namora pointed towards the end of the alley.

Frightened, Marcus ran to the end of the alley. Then he just looked towards Namora who had walked towards Rendra who was currently curled up leaning against the wall. His body shivered in fear with cold sweat beginning to drip down his forehead.

"You want what you? Don't come close! What do you want, huh?" Rendra's lost his mind. He wanted to ask for mercy, but his arrogance did not allow him to do that.

"You just choose. What punishment is right for you!" Namora pulls Rendra's collar. He forced the young man to rise.

As hard as Rendra held back, but his body remained raised. And then.z...,

Plaque..! Plaque..! Plaque...!

Three consecutive slaps made his face swell. There was blood dripping from the corner of his lips.

Plaque!

Brugh...!

Another hard slap made Rendra fall down. His gaze suddenly darkened and more and more blood came out from the corner of his lips.

"Do you think I'm worthy of that tournament?"

"fast. So fast!" Rendra quickly agreed. He doesn't want to be slapped again by Namora.

"Go!" Namora's cold voice seemed to pierce into Rendra's eardrum.

Rendra stuttered in fear. He tried to get up, then ran to Marcus who had been waiting at the end.

"I'm waiting for your response!"

After Marcus hastened Rendra, Namora turned away, then continued to head back towards the city center.

He was afraid that the dolphin doll that Merisda wanted to hunt was bought by people.

"Damn. Just wasting my time,"

While stepping, Namora tidied up the shirt she was wearing. He must hurry. If he stays, he'll be scolded by Mirna. And his mother's anger is scarier than anything in the world.

Seriate...