Swordsman Without Friends
First fight with a kitchen knife.
The child who was a child and a pickpocket who smiled wryly at the five men of a creepy-looking bewok that surrounded him.A bundle of seedy cloth filled with food and money on his deck tightly, tightly, as if even though he would not let go. occasionally his eyes glanced at Pranacitra as if asking for protection.he was surprised to see the pale young man still sitting quietly while enjoying boiled corn in his hands without any fear.
''Fucking pale face., what are you doing, your eyes are blind or how not to care about the arrival of this Five Begundal Brewok.?'' the child's pickpocket was anxious.
''Hak., ha., I see today your fortune is also a lot of small pickpockets, until it has a bundle of food as much as that.'' said one of the Five Begundal Brewok big nosed and distended stomach.
''What I remember is that for almost a month, this little pickpocket disappeared from the nose, every time we came to withdraw taxes he always disappeared. I think now he has to pay the following interest.!" add the members of the Five Begundal Brewok whose body is the tallest.
"The back of the five how are you, sorry the last few days I've been so busy that I didn't get to see you guys He., he.!" the child copet was trying to feel stale while looking for opportunities to escape.
"Stop talking nonsense, now that you quickly hand over your bundle of cloth to us, I know you and that pale young man have just received many gifts from the market people..!'' snapped the big tall bewok.copet the child slammed back his hands tighter clutched the bundles of shabby cloth containing food.
''Impertinent., quickly give it to me or we kick it.!'' the big tall gertak brewok who apparently became the leader of the Five Begundal Brewok while his hand took the cloth bundle from the arms of the pickpocket boy. because of the defeat the boy was unable to maintain his bundle of cloth full of food.
But the pickpocketed brat was reckless as well, with a roar of rage he stormed and tried to retake the bundle.
''Give me back my bundle, it's mine, quickly give me back the ugly brew.!'' maki the pickpocket boy was upset while swinging his legs forward.which was attacked by the stomach and later the opponent.even though his martial arts were rough but quite powerful.
The leader of the Five Begundal Brewok is quite a high silat science, but because he did not expect to be attacked, he did not have time to avoid the kick of the copet boy that leads to the next, later, while his left fist continued to lead to the opponent's silvery.but although surprised he did not become nervous.His left hand quickly swept down, in one go the brewok intended to deflect the fist, catching a leg while slamming the body of the copet boy.!
But unexpectedly, only a short moment of the attack arrived, suddenly the pickpocket boy pulled back the attack of his leg hand. his body bent his knees bent to make a pedestal. the next shock this boy made a jumping motion upwards, his right fist which from the beginning was stored behind swung profusely beating the chin of the big brew.!'
'Whuut., wheess., dhueess.!'
'Aakh.!'
Even though the punch of the pickpocketed brat was not too hard but quite painful as well.had not lost his shock, it had not been lost, tofu-know the bundle of cloth in his right hand had been snatched back by the copet boy who just kept turning his body to escape.
''Oh hurry we run away.!'' he shouted at Pranacitra who had just finished his corn stew. This incident was completely unexpected by anyone. Five Begundal Brewok who became the ruler of the market and the surrounding area was not easily pestered.Even the royal soldiers who served there were reluctant if they had to deal with them.
So it is very surprising that now there is a bad boy who dared to die against them, even able to hit the chin of the leader as well as snatch the bundle of cloth, but the matter of escape is not an easy problem, moreover the five people were hit by anger.quickly they moved to intercept the boy.two of them even directly hit, clawed at once gripped the body of the copet boy.
The boy scrapped the pickpocket must have died if no one had stopped him. Two stone fists suddenly hit the back of the head of the big nose brew and the bald-headed bagundal brewok. so hard the stone was that the head of both spouted fresh blood without having time to look at the two men fell unconscious.
''Goddamn it, you dare to do it, never expect to be alive.!''
''Finish off this pale bastard .!'' furious big high brew while preceding the attack by first pulling a cleaver on his waist followed by his two colleagues who were bare-chested and dreadlocked.
Pranacitra is just a weak young man, despite having guts and recklessness that is sometimes beyond reason but still he will not be able to face the attack of three begundal men who armed sharp goals.
Three machets slashed almost simultaneously, the three men were intent on butchering the pale young man's body in one strike. who was attacked stood slightly bent.to his two hands clenched behind the swinging buttocks, back two pieces of stone the size of a fist grabbed to the face.the way he threw was quite strange, his hand did not immediately throw but first twisted his wrist.
The result is that the stone moves around when thrown until the direction is uncertain, although the speed and glide becomes reduced but the direction of the target is also difficult to guess. for a moment the three members of the bagundal brewok gasped in confusion before being able to fend off the two stones with a swipe of the machete.
''Huh., child's play. You can't have a fucking pale face.!'' furious at the leader after flicking his machete fended off one of the stones that struck. three machets roared profusely, in their shadow the pale young man of illness for a moment must have been bloodied.
But the shadow remained a mere delusion, not since when the pale young man had vanished from before them. had not lost his shock felt a punch landed on the ribs and under the stomach. in the aftershift an elbow stung the left third of the berewok who was bare-chested, although the shirt on the chest of the young man was torn struck by a machete until his skin was slightly slashed with blood. but his lightning strike managed to infiltrate the bodies of the three begundals.
Without caring about the cut on his chest, Pranacitra continued to pound, he realized his strength was very limited.although the knowledge of martial arts was quite a lot, but only limited to rough memories and never once he used, he was not used, even to just practice a match with his colleagues has never been. he must finish this first fight as soon as possible.
While turning his body, his right hand reached out behind his dirty clothes.a kitchen knife clasped in his hand.Simple kitchen knives are commonly sold in any market, but they mean a lot to him. because this knife is the only gift given by the teacher Ki Rangga Wesi Bledek to him when he knows he likes to cook. a kitchen knife along one inch over two fingers that are now flashing makes three cross strokes slashing against his opponent's stomach.!
'Whuuut., whuut., whoe.!'
'Traang., chaass., grass.!'
'Aakh, aakh.!'
Blood spurts., intestines decomposed, stomach contents scattered. two people buckled his stomach torn. screams held back accompanied the collision of their bodies. Pranacitra staggered and collapsed.His right shoulder was bibbok, a machete also still stuck in his left leg.Red blood flowing felt cold.as cold as his body began to shiver. the blood-clotting poison and the heart that had incubated in his body returned.
Begundal big high brew left to come, there is a grudge wrapped in horror on his face, how can a weak young man to punish four colleagues.even though now the pale man of this disease looks dying, he said, but his actions did surprise the heart. cleaver raised to the top, the leader of Lima Begundal Brewok wanted to end this game in one blow.!