Swordsman Without Friends
R robbery.

With just one eye view in the big house can be seen a lot of rooms.dozens of women who are flat beautiful and dress up menor are standing in front of their respective rooms. although their lips smiled as well as a flirtatious laugh invited, but still unable to cover the pain of their body soul suffering.

Some men both old and young, ranging from the rough from the lowly class to the rich merchants to the upper class nobility, almost all the stray men as if gathered here. the pungent smell of liquor was also the nauseating smoke of tobacco opium mixed with the sweaty aroma of everyone who was around the gambling table.

Every man who was there was always accompanied by at least a comfort woman.some even took two or three women at once in his arms. laughter accompanied by the sound of lecherous seduction intertwined with the roaring cries of the gamblers who lost the bet.

Money bet on pairs, three dice in the glass of the dealer is shuffled. Once throw the rolling dice details shows the numbers.the winning one laughs arrogantly, the loser grumbles limply. but strangely in gambling samakin often they lose more and more lust to make up for the defeat.

On the contrary for the winner, the more he wins, the more greedy also to spend his money at the gambling table.until finally fate turns from winner to loser.hot money is easy to get, the more greedy money, usually it is easy to disappear.

Betting capital continues to be sucked out without being held back, the details of the dice in the hands of the bookie also remain rolling on the table. tuak, wine and all kinds of liquor also do not stop flowing. from inside the closed rooms came the loud whistling sounds of rude men accompanied by the groans of body-sitting women. As long as this world was still developing, such a dark life would always exist anywhere.

The young man in dark clothes stepped past the comfort women who had tried to seduce him, but when he saw who came they were the same away, afraid or unsettled to see a pale cold-faced tramp who could somehow get inside.

The frenzied sound and laughter slowly shingle. The hot and stuffy air in the gambling room somehow turned cold.The atmosphere that was crowded turned silent gripping as if in a funeral. unknowingly everyone's gaze was fixed on the black iron-clad foreign youth.with a shock the young man walked towards the gambling table. a wave of disdainful laughter instantly exploded as everyone looked at the way the crippled young man had stepped.

''Crazy lame young man from where to get in here. are all the guards outside drunk or asleep. quickly you guys check?'' furious a large tall man and a brewokan gave orders. a pair of square-tipped machete tucked in both of his waist.it seemed like he was the head of security at this amusement house. Three of his men quickly moved out, three of them quickly moving out, but the lame black iron stick was already crossing the road.

''You don't have to go out, the four friends who stood guard there are already dead I killed. Now hand over all the money, jewelry and valuables you brought to me. after that you can leave safely from this son of a bitch's amusement house said the limp named Pranacitra as he grabbed a wine jug from the table and gulped it down.

Everyone was astonished, today it was still morning.the limp who had just come also only drank a small jug of wine.whether the drink had made him drunk to say that. in their hearts they think that they are being overwritten by bad luck, because so early they have met a deformed, stupid and crazy homeless person.

''Based on a mad beggar who is tired of living.this morning I have lost gambling labih of two hundred pieces of silver and gold.maybe it was bad air from you that made my life unlucky..'' swearing a plash full of jewels in Luxury clothes on his body. From his appearance maybe he was a trader. with one sign this man told three of his guards to beat the limp as an outlet for his anger.

These three people apparently had long held back the wrath and annoyance, with the defeat of his master at the gambling table, dashed also their shadow to participate in enjoying the result. in one stroke everyone more than one blow.even though their silat science is low, but three attacks at once come together to make anyone think the consequences that will be received by the limp.

The sound of roaring in pain was heard along with the sound of crushed bones.the three large bodies collapsed rolling in rolls.the broken jaw spurted blood along with the broken tooth. while their hands and feet were twisted back, the bones of the fingers and the joints of the three mules were scattered out of the skin of the flesh.

The pale young man was still standing in his place.The look of his soul-freezing cold eyes also remained unchanged, constantly staring at the pile of money and jewelry that was on the gambling table. everyone was shocked horrified and confused.clearly those three people who came pounding, but why now even those who fell fell fell down.The atmosphere turned so silent that people could hear his own heartbeat.

The first to realize was the head of security of the entertainment house, by removing the dirty mockery he and his three friends simultaneously pulled out the weapon. a pair of square machetes moved to disintegrate, read out and ended with three pricks full of deceitful motion that targeted the chest and stomach.from the sharp wind of his attack tore through the air with a yellowish light, it is clear that this man's silat is quite high.

The attacked slightly sliding side of his legs to the back. his body so slightly bent. both hands tightly grip the handle of the stick.The tip of the weapon moves from the bottom up and then sweeps to the four corners. only visible a flash of pitch black light snatched. the clang sound of sharp weapons that combined deafening.the cage of machete machete machete by the 'Wand Prying the Door of the Unseen' teachings of the 'Angel Copet.!

Three confineers were forced to release their machete after their hands were broken in a black baton that not only pierced but also crushed the elbow bone to the wrist. their screams were getting out of control as the opponent's fist hit the breastbone and shoulder until it slipped from the joint.

Among the four attackers lived the leader who was still able to survive.just a pair of machetes changed from the movement of chopping and stabbing into a cross-pitch to fend off the attack of the limp's stick. actually, this person has dropped his fighting spirit to see his three friends collapsed, but to escape from the thump of the opposing stick is not an easy matter.

While herding savage he was reckless to fight against his life.with the style of 'Mortal Escort' he was able to get out of the cage of the black stick despite having to accept two puncture and thump that made his waist hurt and both thighs crumpled until he could no longer stand. he had to use both of his machetes to hold his body from falling on the floor.

The limp youth who was his opponent glanced at the tip of his black clothes that were torn as far as fingers.His pale face was getting a creepy cold look. ''You, tear my shirt off as long as you know, this dress was made by a pretty girl for almost two days.I don't want to dirty my hands.so., you stick yourself next to your hand instead.!''

A flat speech that without any feeling was spoken from the young man's mouth was just a sentence of command without threat, but it sounded much more terrifying than the voice of the devil. ''It was just a piece of black clothes from thick and cheap cloth., what four people who were almost extinct was still not enough, now instead you ask for an arm for a small tear in your shirt. Actually, you are either a human or a demon incarnate.?'' everyone asked with fear.

''My time is not much, leave all your money, jewelry and all your valuables on the table. After that all of you can just leave. Remember I know your faces all., never tell anyone including yourself if ever met me. If until all this is heard out there, you must be extinct..'' threaten the cripple Pranacitra flicked his palm to the leader's right arm. a streak of blood red light struck.!

Blood spurted from the base of the severed arm accompanied by the sound of roars of pain.Some inconspicuous comfort women saw blood tremble and then fainted. ''Your mouth is very noisy., you spoiled base.'' maki the young man while kicking the muntung to the chirping do not wiggle into the wall of the building. he was still alive or dead no one dared to find out. Everyone was busy thinking about the safety of his own life.

On the gambling table has been piled up money and valuables. with fear all the striped men want to leave the place immediately, because property can be sought but lives will not be replaced.

A pair of cold eyes panned through the soul.e everyone lowered their heads trembling.The begundals who were severely injured also did not dare to make a sound even though to just whimper. ''I ask you to answer.your life is dead depending on the answer you satisfy me or not. have any of you customers and residents of Sentot Bhirawa's amusement house ever known or heard the name of a young woman named Parmita.?''

Everyone looked at each other as if hoping that someone would know the girl this young man meant to keep them safe.A young woman wearing only a button and a rag wrapped around her waist dared to answer. ''Sorry, I have heard several times the name was called Ki Sentot Bhirawa, even I had once met. reportedly this girl came from the kulon area., the land of pasundan. it happened a year ago before he was sold to a rich merchant from across the land..''

''Who took him and where is he now.?'' pranacitra snapped his baton to the ground, but the woman shook her head not knowing. ''Damn, I have to find where else this girl named Parmita who is also Aji Pradana's aunt.'' Pranacitra's inner riled up was also confused.

All the poor women there had regained their freedom.After rejoicing and crying, they gathered outside. there is still a piece of cloth containing pieces of money as well as gold jewelry of booty on the gambling table.

''If you think I'm a beggar, obviously you're wrong.if you think I'm a thief, it's not true.I'm not a thief, a pickpocket let alone a cheater.because actually today I am., I am., a robber.!'' snapped the cynical limp while grabbing the bundle of cloth containing the treasure.

''Go as far as you can, just hope we never meet face to face again.Cause it could be, my mental illness suddenly came out of you all.!'' threatening him while stepping outside the room.this time no one dared to laugh at his strange footsteps.