THE TRIDENT OF DEATH
GEBLEK MAN!!

Curiously, the Swordsman of the Trident of Death swiveled the body. 

"If you hadn't acted rashly, the bastard thief would've been snatched!". 

Indeed, even though his heart is worried but Wirja Pranata himself also hesitated against Rangga Geblek. "Who are you?!", he asked. 

"Now, this is not the place to ask questions!". 

The Trident Death Swordsman immediately flashed towards the running of the demon face that he had assumed was a member of the Black Blood Beggar's Association. Behind him, a voice sounded. “Wait! Stop first!". 

Because the one who called out was Wirja Pranata then Rangga did not care but ran away. But a moment later rippled a number of secret weapons charging towards him. With a beringas Pendekar Trisula Maut turn the body and fight the hand. Those secret weapons are flashing. And at that moment Wirja Pranata was already standing before him. 

"If you're a good person why don't you dare to name yourself explain ?! You must be a black accomplice!". 

Rangga Geblek is really curious now. "Man doesn't know himself! I don't know which is white and which is black! Didn't know he was being helped, even branding people at will! If you hadn't remembered that you were Sultan's future father-in-law, I'd have slapped you with a mouth! Now go!". 

Rangga moved both hands. And know-know was pushed the body of Wirja Pranata to the back up to four spears. Wirja Pranata seems to be in a state of flak. Seeing that the young man with long hair was about to lift his legs back, he immediately unsheathed a keris and quickly sent out five stabs at once. 

"Man geblek”, maki Swordsman Trident Death in the heart while avoiding yourself quickly. 

At another moment, a shadow of a human suddenly appeared. "Hold it!" 

The two people who were fighting, who both recognized the voice of the newcomer immediately stopped the battle. The Trident of Death turned his head to the newcomer and said. "Sultan, your future-in-law's spirit is indeed great. His head is big but his mind is short". 

Redden the face of Wirja Pranata but he was also surprised to know that the hair of gondrong recognize Sultan Hasanuddin. The Sultan then introduced the two men. Only then did Rangga become respectful. 

Wirja Pranata asked the Sultan. "What about Anjarsari, was it found?" 

The Sultan lowered his disappointed face and shook his head slowly. 

“Cursed! Goddamn it!”, maki Wirja Pranata in heart. Both of his hands clenched to form fists. Of course, this man was very worried about the safety of his daughter. 

In that case Pendekar Trisula Maut interceded. "Mr Wirja, you go back to Ujung Kulon. We'll both soon be chasing that thief bastard” 

''I'm with you!" wirja Pranata said with a hard heart. 

"Bapak”, said the Sultan. "I know how your heart feels and anxieties about the safety of Anjarsari. I'm also more worried. But trust me, with this friend, I will definitely be able to find Anjarsari and find Tumbal Wilayuda's keris and bend the thieves' bastards". 

"If you say so, fine". Wirja Pranata finally relented. 

Then after that, Rangga Geblek and Sultan Hasanuddin Pun passed quickly. In the morning, the two men still had not managed to find any trace of the thief they were looking for. With lethargic feelings they reached a town called Parangwilis. Like Asoka, Parangwilis was also a large trading city. 

The smell of fragrant food poured out of a rice stall. These two men entered the shop. Because of his long hair and sturdy body pieces from Rangga Geblek, as well as the handsome look of Sultan Hasanuddin, then these two people certainly attract the attention of the shop. 

But without indifference Rangga and Sultan continue to eat their food. Suddenly the atmosphere in the rice stall became silent like a cemetery. Rangga Geblek and Sultan immediately felt this change. The Sultan turned his head around looking around while Rangga Geblek turned his eyeballs looking quickly into several moves. 

From the front door of the stall, enter a dirty-clothed tattered camping and patched. From the back door two more people, then from the window on the right left each two other people. Their faces on average show the cruelty, tangled hair masai, whiskers and rough beard moult. 

Some of the guests who were eating in the stall, seeing this bad gelagat immediately keep themselves in the corner. Sultan and Swordsman Trident of Death, because they feel there is nothing to do with the ten humans, without caring to continue eating their dishes. 

"Lately searched for new now I meet”, said the man who had hit the table with his great punch. 

"Who are you?”, asked the Sultan as he prepared to guard against all possibilities. 

Behind in his hearing Rangga Geblek started whistling arbitrarily. The guy was cursing. His teeth were black and at the corner of his lips were tucked away a lump of tobacco. 

"We are members of the Black” Blood Beggar Association, the man replied. 

Surprised Sultan. "The two of us don't feel like we have a cross dispute with you guys, why come bothering?" 

The members of the Black Blood Beggar Society chuckled again. "Don't sell bacot says no cross-disputes. One of you has killed our leader the Cleft Lip Beggar" 

"Oh, so you're the evil man's men? Every evil man will meet his end badly. You all go!" 

The Black Blood Beggar sprayed it in the face of the Sultan. Although only shrinkage but the danger is very large because it contains deep energy. The Sultan quickly slammed his right hand forward, then mentally shrink it. A portion of the water splashed onto the faces of several members of the Black Blood Beggar Association, including the man who had spouted it out earlier. 

Then anger him. And immediately snapped. "Capture the Sultan alive! That gondrong was minced until *****!" 

The nine beggars who were given command immediately charged forward. The bodies of Sultan and Rangga Geblek vanished. Only the laughing voice of this Death Trident Swordsman could be heard. And a moment later came the voice . "bluk . . .. bluk ... bluk ... bluk .. .” 

The four members of the Black Blood Beggar Association were chanting and laying on the ground without any lives. Once again the Trident of Death flashed and two more opponents mentally went outside the shop. Seeing this, the beggar who had given the command immediately took out his weapon in the form of a black whip. Seeing this, the other three surviving members immediately pulled out their respective whips. And a moment later, like rain, the whips shook towards Rangga Geblek and the Sultan. 

The atmosphere does not change like lightning. The store seemed to be about to be destroyed by the sound of whips. And at that time there was not one other guest who still dared to be in the stall, while the owner of the stall himself had run away from nowhere. 

The Sultan jumped to the left side to avoid whipping one of the opponents. Once spared, he immediately sent out a counterattack, but the other two whips knew they had involved both hands. However tried by the Sultan to escape but in vain. 

On the other hand, the Swordsman of the Trident of Death tried to get himself out of the lashes of his two opponents who came like rain. But indeed this four-member whipping game of the Black Blood Beggar's Guild was great. While the Sultan over there has been arrested and dragged to the front door. Swordsman Trident of Death made busy and packed into the back of the stall. 

Furious, Rangga Geblek jumped three spears up and then swooped down, while dividing the right left hand attack to two opponents. The wind of the Swordsman Trident of Death made the two men only pushed for an instant, because the beating of the whip was so powerful that it could stem most of the wind blows Rangga. 

Curiously, the Trident of Death once it reached the ground again immediately grabbed a long bench. With a long bench as his weapon, then rampaged the Swordsman Trident of Death. The black whip of the members of the Black Blood Beggar was truly extraordinary. His second weapon whacked the black stool several times. And the black bench was broken. 

Rangga Geblek growling. Both of his hands shook and were raised high up. 

"Wut! Wutt...” 

The rice stall rattled. The two opponents tried to turn and whip them even more heavily, but the wind that struck from the arm of the Swordsman Trident of Death could no longer hold them. Like a typhoon, the two men were banging here and there. Their whip came loose and suddenly. "kraakkk !" 

The rice shop collapsed. A moment later this building collapsed, then the Swordsman Trident of Death had hit the wall and escaped outside. The two members of the Black Blood Beggar Association who had been ridiculous were struck by the "quail wind" of the Death Trident Swordsman, buried raw. 

Outside the collapsed stall, Pendekar Trisula Maut confused himself because he saw the Sultan with two members of the Black Blood Beggar had disappeared. He immediately asked for some information on the people outside where the three people disappeared. 

"Your friend had to be rounded up and rushed to Sana”, said someone pointing to the end of the road. So without wasting time Rangga Geblek immediately chased in the direction indicated.

SERIATE....