SATRIO.
CH 140S

Mas Gun grumbles angrily at his paranormal friends who are considered less compact when fighting Pandji's father. Men with youthful stature commonly called Al was still not getting any significant injuries despite being gang-raped.

"Maybe he's got an invulnerable science, Gun!" whispered Manto with a keris that almost escaped from the hand after a violent collision with the trident Al.

"No way! Andara says their family no one has any invulnerable science, they are white magic users of her ancestral heritage!" Mas Gun gave a brief description while waiting for his turn to attack.

"Your wife .. I mean the late Andara is actually not wrong if you used to be with this man, he really can not be underestimated! He's alone and we're seven but we still can't make him bleed." Manto clucked in awe without thinking about the feeling of the old man next to him.

Mas Gun glared at his friend who was praising Pandji's father, "What do you mean? You intend to be a traitor? Remember, you've received the wealth of this partnership! You also promised to fight with me to the death."

"I couldn't have betrayed you, Gun! I'm just a little revealing facts about your late wife's past. I'm still supporting you to restore Mr. Karman's glory!" manto replied humbled, his eyes were in no way separated from the fight in front of him.

BLARS!!!

Mas Gun, Manto and four other psychics spontaneously withdrew due to the extremely violent air pressure hitting them. An heirloom battle has just occurred between Pandji's father's trident and Ginanjar's little keris.

Pandji's father managed to land his hand on Ginanjar's neck after dropping a small kris that was unable to withstand the rate of his trident prick. Al dragged Ginanjar into the air with him and tightened his grip, making sure Ginanjar's neck did not escape from the deadly clutches of his hands.

Ginanjar unleashed a few empty-handed punches onto the body of the man who carried him into the air, but Pandji's father did not budge at all, until the blow finally weakened itself. Ginanjar limp because no air supply enters his lungs.

With his hand still firmly strangled, Pandji's father came back down to the ground and slammed Ginanjar until his head hit the ground hard. The sound of a broken neck signifies the end of the history of one of the famous shamans who have aged it. Ginanjar went home with bulging eyes and tongue sticking out.

"You killed him!" exclaimed Mas Gun with a fiery rage. His facial features deteriorated immediately upon seeing the death of his friend. Mas Gun lunged with a dagger sheathed in black clouds that drew sharply before the eyes of Pandji's father.

The site attack was launched after Mas Gun's keris collided with Pandji's father's trident. Mas Gun returns shortly after leaving the dead paranormal lifeless body at the hands of Pandji's father, ignoring his chest which hurts from a tread blow.

"I will never let go of the man who killed Andara! I will kill your son and the witch woman who always follows him!" Mas Gun coughed out fresh blood from his mouth while adjusting his breath, his chest almost exploded now, Father Pandji's hand seemed to have only landed lightly but the effect caused was quite miserable.

Pandji's father tries to get the balance of the body as soon as possible, welcoming the attack of two psychics who move because Mas Gun staggered.

"I think you're just jealous of me, and you're too old for Andara. I doubt you can still please her in bed! You don't have children with that woman, do you?" Pandji's father replied loudly, not caring about the opponent's threat to make Mas Gun even more red.

“You ...really arrogant, I will kill you right now!" pekik Mas Gun no less loud. Forgetting his tired condition in order to get revenge.

"Then let's talk while fighting! Honestly, I'm busy with your two friends." Pandji's father launched a counter-attack after avoiding a stab of a keris on his face and fending off another scrap of keris on his stomach.

Pandji's father did not give the two people in front of him a chance to dodge, he continued to narrow the distance and exchanged attacks quickly. Being younger and physically strong made him a little more profitable than the seven psychics who ganged on him.

Their breathing began to disorganize from being tired after fighting for quite a long time. Their attack was also not as perfect at the beginning of the fight, and that's why Pandji's father was able to take his second life not long after one long scratch he got on his left arm.

"Hahaha ... it turns out that you can also be hurt," Mas Gun's rude ridicule masked the shock of the death of two of his friends who were quite horrendous. He sneered sinisterly after unleashing an attack that pushed Pandji's father back a few steps.

Pandji's father smiled faintly at the blood dripping down his fingertips, “Only a small wound, you don't have to worry about me, Old Man! You'd better think about your fate, because I don't seem to want to linger with you and the three shamans! You can advance at the same time!"

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...Happy weekend .. sorry cm 1 chapter, if you still miss the action of the 21st tomorrow I update further. Thanks for the support. ...

...Kiss away - Al...