The Return of the Beloved
Chapters 118. Duelling
"Oh it turns out they're hiding from Fikran." Syahdu concluded himself seeing them shy away from Fikran. The more Fikran walked towards them the tattooed man and the woman who became his boss was even more in hiding.
Syahdu walked quietly towards the place of the two criminals. This girl is determined to ask back her cellphone which Syahdu believes has been brought by the tattooed man.
From a faraway direction Fikran looked worried. He repeatedly seemed to be contacting someone on his cell phone and no one seemed to pick up his phone.
"Hey give me my phone back!" snapped Syahdu while holding the tattooed man's shoulder.
"Ka-u!" The tattooed man was shocked after turning his head and seeing the girl they had taken the cup to was able to break free and now even dared to block his shoulder.
Not only was the man styled, the woman who became his boss was no less shocked.
"Who helped you?" tanyanya does not believe that Syahdu can break away from the bonds of his men who will never play games in the skill of binding someone. Especially when they left Syahdu was still in a state of fainting.
"Where's my phone!" snapped Syahdu did not want to mince words and waste his time again. It's almost evening and both parents must be panicking if they find out Syahdu did not come home without news.
"The tattooed man threw out Syahdu's hand blocking his shoulder.
"Don't fuck with me! Something that was already in my hands meant that it would be mine forever" said the tattooed man and was about to hit Syahdu, but was immediately agile by the girl's hand.
"Wow, apparently this girl wants to play around' with me!" Furious the man. However, his eyes looked disdainful.
"If he's doing trouble just throw it. If you have to kill them!" order the woman who became the boss of the tattooed man.
"OK ready, Boss."
The man was ready to attack Syahdu and Syahdu could always fend off the hands of the tattooed man available.
"Let's throw that girl! Don't give him a chance to live. I'm sure he was just pretending to be unconscious and had actually heard the conversation. He must die if we don't want to spend the rest of our lives in prison."
Hearing the words of the woman who wanted her dead, Syahdu growled. Soon he caught the woman's hand and twisted it.
"Aw, sick." The woman complained.
"John!" he shouted while holding ringis back.
The man attacked Syahdu again. Syahdu fought the man with one hand and the other hand did not want to miss the woman's hand.
"John help me get my hands off!" exclaim that woman. When the tattooed man was about to hit Syahdu's arm in the woman's hand, immediately Syahdu took it off.
Now Syahdu and the tattooed man are alone. Hit each other.
Astonished by the strength of Syahdu that seemed to be able to match his bodyguard, the woman took out something from inside her bag. Syahdu glanced and it turned out that what was issued by the woman was a gun.
"He's gonna shoot me?" Immediately Syahdu dodged when the rifle was seen pulled.
Dor's!
Dor, dor, dor!
The consecutive shots and directed at Syahdu did not work even once.
"You're still lucky, but for this time I'm sure you're gonna die." The woman was so sure and looked to be pulling her rifle back.
Syahdu can not avoid because his position is now locked by a tattooed man so as not to run away.
As much as the power of Syahdu lowered his head and grabbed a handful of soil and sprinkled into the air until it hit the eyes of the woman.
"Ah perjury! John help me!"
Dor's!
Bullets through the air and only rubbed against the wind while it was used Syahdu to escape from the cheques tattooed man.
Seriate.