The Paranormal Wealth System
Cruel Fitnah
Before leaving for Jakarta, Julian intended to stop by the orphanage to say goodbye to his mother. Once again, I made sure that the blurry photo given to her was her mother.
Julian's driving to the parlor with Typhoon. His best friend was later in charge of bringing home his vehicle when he was on the train.
Arriving in front of the parlour, Julian finds his mother having a heated argument with some thugs. There was no physical violence, but Julian was furious that the four thugs who beat him some time ago were talking rudely and snapping at his mother.
“What is this?” julian asked coldly. He was standing at the door with a face holding in anger.
Four thugs directly exited the parlour living room and pushed Julian into the courtyard very roughly. One of the burly men immediately grabbed Julian's collar. “It's good that you came, Julian! So we don't have to look for you.”
Julian jerked the hand of the burly man who treated him like a loser. He pointed at the face of the burly man's face was full of emotion. “I warn you, never disturb my family!”
Typhoon almost joined in to help, but Julian asked him to step aside with a gesture to get away from the courtyard of the house that seemed like it would be a fighting arena.
“Listen, Boy! We have come to warn you, do not interfere in Juragan Anam's business dealings! You may be a shaman, a smart man or a psychic, but you have no right to kill anyone else's trade. You've been very presumptuous to close the sustenance of Juragan Anam, until now the shop is quiet no buyer!” said the fiery burly man, both his hands clenched ready to give a bogem.
Julian defend himself, “I didn't do what you accuse me of at all! Why am I interrupting Juragan Anam's efforts anyway? He's not a rival, I don't have a sembako stall in this village. Do you understand what I mean?”
Four reflex thugs surround Julian, ready to beat Julian for the second time. One bald-headed man chimed in with a fierce tone, “Halah ... lots of bacots! You don't have a sembako stall, but you're obviously helping Ms. Anna's stall. When did the small shop so crowded beat the Juragan Anam stall? There is no logic that can explain that the store that was originally crowded suddenly quiet no buyers if not closed by shamans of black magic!”
Julian took a deep breath before explaining, “You better listen to me before this misunderstanding gets big. I'm not a smart ass, but I know a little about the march. Why is Pak Anam's stall quiet again after crowded? The answer is easy, because Mr. Anam does not refill the seller of his shop alias does not come again to ask for conditions on shamans who handle his interests. Well, it has nothing to do with me at all!”
The bald man slashed Julian's explanation quickly, “Halah, you said that to rid yourself of responsibility! We will not be affected by any defence without basis. We're not fools you can fool with that shit of yours. You're a fucking shit, Julian! There's no way you're making trouble in this village. We make sure your family takes on the sins you committed on Juragan Anam!”
Skinny man impatiently forward one step, “Save your babble! We can solve this problem manly!”
“Mampus you!” Uncommanded, the shortest-bodied thug hit Julian on the head with a sizable flower pot from the back.
“Damn it!” Julian complained in shock, his head leaking and throbbing pain. “You did ask to be taught a lesson in order to be polite to others!”
Julian uses an ancient martial art given system to deal with the four thugs that ganged at him. If he had not resisted before for fear that his family might be targeted, Julian would not have stayed silent. One kick from the burly man broke Julian easily.
“Wow .. You're growing fast, boy! It turns out that you are secretly storing martial skills,” said the bald man while taking out a dagger.
There is no fear anymore. In addition to having the ability to fight, Julian has also prepared a more adequate place for his family.
The bald head man curled roughly when his dagger fell. Not only that, he lost his balance when Julian swept his leg. His large body fell to a thud with his head hitting the fence. “Arrrgg! Bab1 you're Julian!”
Seeing one of his friends down, the three thugs felt even more challenged. They attacked simultaneously with sharp weapons. The fierce face and the curse did not stop coming out of the mouths of the thugs. It was caused because their punch or kick did not hit the target.
Julian was very agile, replying to what he had received a while ago, twice as painful.
Not until thirty minutes, the four thugs who attacked him were already battered. Even the most burly man to the point of unconsciousness. Only the bald man still forced himself to stand with his dagger.
“Do I need to lose all your teeth, bald?” cycad Julian. He was not heartless, but the bald-headed thug who had lost his two front teeth still insisted on stabbing him with a sharp weapon.
The bald-headed thug spat out a mouthful of blood to the side, gave a cold snort, then threatened Julian. “Don't expect your family to be comfortable living on this earth, boy! Before your flesh is shredded with my hand, I will demand a reply later on. You will find your poor mother begging for a piece of your life. Basic son har..”
BRUK!!!
Julian's swivel kick slammed the bald head thug in the reverse position. Not only were his teeth chipped, but the man's nose was bleeding successfully from kissing the parlour. A gasping sound rang out for a while before the strongest thug fainted following his friend.
“Never call me an illegitimate child!” julian muttered with an exasperated and grim expression. He then looked at the two thugs who were still conscious. “Who told you to spread this slander?”
“Ju-ju-juragan A-anam!” answer the skinny thug.
“Tell Juragan Anam, never dare to harass me or my family again! Because ... If I'm angry, I can move the bricks into his stomach!” julian said while pointing to the remaining brick pile of renovation of the home.
“Si-ready, I-I will tell you!”
“Bring your friends away from here, if I hear you guys are making trouble in this village, I will send kuntilanak to strangle you to death ..!” threaten Julia seriously.
After prostrating for forgiveness, two battered thugs desperately tried to resuscitate his two helpless friends. Some residents who had gathered because of the commotion, only saw without giving help to the four village thugs.
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