CEO THUGS

K.o punch.

BUGGH!!

BUUGGH!!

"Jab!! Jab!!!"

"Ouucchhhh!!"

The cheers of the audience echoed from outside the arena that excited the fighters. Sweat mixed with blood melted on their hero's body. Swelling and pain due to the hit of the opponent is not so pronounced, the main focus of the fighters is to win the match.

Bell rings.

The final round is over.

2-0

Again, Ken won the game.

Ken also greeted his sparring opponents with a big smile. It has become a habit of Ken to practice boxing in a special arena that is deliberately built inside the Amanah KSP. The boxing ring is not only functioned as a training tool, but also as a place to repay debt.

Ken who was born with a golden spoon and also has wealth beyond reason, certainly does not need money as a source of pleasure. Moreover, the Savings and Borrow Cooperative that he is running is not the main business. The function of KSP is as a dark fund generator and a means of developing underground networks. Since the existence of KSP Amanah, Ken can easily track the rats that undermine his peace. Ken easily turned things around if attacked by the back road as had happened before.

At KSP Amanah, there is a unique program that there is only one in the world, perhaps. Program 'Come Hit K.O. Bos Ken' is a debt repayment program and interest, which was run since the beginning of KSP. The debt repayment requirement is to be able to subvert Ken's Boss as a creditor in a single blow K.O. All debts following interest will be automatically paid off if successful in doing so.

For 5 years of business, no one has been able to win the fight. Be the debtors who register, can only go home with a battered but still pay off their increasingly large debts.

*

"Boss, is there a new challenger?" A Ken boy pushed in a debtor who wore a brown t-shirt with a slightly bent, visible posture, like a compactor. Her skin was pale with sunken eye areas. Her lips were dry and her hair was tangled with many branches. His appearance is really worrying.

"Bring here" Sahut Ken was still panting after winning the first game. The man named Pandji received a set of boxing gloves and changed his clothes with special clothes to compete. He then enters the ring and is ready to fight for debt relief.

"The match begins, Ken vs. Pandji. Winner got a debt-free gift worth Rp, 100 million rupiah!" The referee announced loudly from above the arena. Applause and support flowed boisterously from all directions.

"Hajafem... Hajaaaar. "sounds the audience pumping the fighters. They also prepare in their own positions.

Ken vs Pandji

BUGGGHGH!

The first fist swing from Ken already made Pandji look good. With a gontai move, Pandji tried to get up and resist the attack with the horses.

A BUGGGGGHHH!

BUGGGHGHHHHH!

JAB!

JAB!

Ken's boxing is unforgiving. The barrage of attacks seemed not to allow Pandji to just take a breath.

THE UPPERCUT!

BRUAK!!!

Pandji is helpless.

"1, 2, 3, K. O!" The referee's voice boomed to decide the end of the match. Debt of 100 million canceled. The cheers of the audience boisterously low, cheering their beloved boss who won the game. The referee raised Ken's hand high. The Challanger lost in one strike. The first and last round is the age with the opponent sprawled without a fight.

"Truck, tuh. Cave pull first.. Tomorrow I'll have training,"

After taking a short break, Ken rushed back to the Chiko Apartment. He packed up and went outside the room. His men bowed respectfully and prepared a car to drive their boss to the nearest highway. After the highway, Ken changed his mode of transportation so as not to arouse suspicion of any party. At the moment, Ken is living life as Kenny Wijaya, not Kenneth Tang. As much as possible, Ken wants to look simple and not attract attention.

*

The night changed in the morning.

The quiet serene turned into a boisterous roar due to the mobility of the people who were about to seek sustenance. Ken did not miss following the flow of people who had to work early in the morning. He was ready from dawn to leave for Bandung and attend the training of employees "SECURE FIT" 43rd period.

Cool air nan beautiful welcome the arrival of new employees who will test stamina and skills as a mainstay security. Ken did not prepare many things, seen from a flat bag without contents that were hanging on his shoulder. On the other hand, colleagues seem to have trouble carrying suitcases and backpacks containing preparations for 14 days of quarantine. All Ken's needs will be delivered by his men in secret, when night falls. So, he does not need to bother himself and just focus on following the existing procedures.

*

Having a handsome face with an ideal body, and also above average abilities, makes Ken's performance superior. Of course, the Young Master's physical abilities were certainly far from being dashed compared to his competitors. However, if there are other competency tests, such as the resilience of concentration to be in the room, or negotiate, of course he will have a minimum score. Ken is the type who works with his body, not his brain.

*

14 Days of quarantine are over. Ken was lined up as a TOP "SECURE FIT" employee during the training period. This is certainly the envy of other employees who want to obtain a similar predicate. Ken became the flattery of superiors, as well as common enemies of subordinates who were none other than his colleagues. Praised not to fly, insulted not to fall, that's Ken's motto of life. He did not take a headache and continued to carry out his mission to be able to get a resume job as promised to his brother.

*

"Tests.. Tests... Good Night. Yhaa... Baeklah.... Mas-mas all... Gentlemen... Congratulations on officially working as a security," Mr. Dharmawan, receptionist and MC of the stage was happy, seemed to decorate in front of the participants. The stage was prepared by the committee as a night of appreciation for the new employees "SECURE FIT" for successfully training for two weeks.

A standing ovation echoed in the hall, where a joyous stage was held. Mr. Dharmawan cleared his throat, then continued his speech.

"Yahaa... Because today is the last day. Let's do some fun, that's it. "his proposal, which then greeted the cheers of the participants.

"What about, yhaa? Let it be on seneng? For what money?" Ask Mr. Dharmawan shortly afterwards. Of course they all agree. Mr. Dharmawan then gave one condition.

"Dapet 2 million, yha? But what is yhaa? Any ideas?" Mr. Dharmawan pretended to ask the participants, but, just a few seconds later, the question that had been asked, was answered by himself.

"We got a fist fight, yok... Who wins 2 million. Tasty tho? Back the capital, you guys...."

'Huuuuuuuu' shouted the spectators disappointed that the conditions did not match their expectations.

"No thanks extra gift deh..***** wet from our upcoming VVIP client tonight. This tenan.. He wants to be upset," he said to calm the disappointment of participants. They finally agreed. Shortly thereafter, Ken's name was called as a challenger.

Ken, who was sneaking popmi in the corner, immediately choked. Why is he called?

"Yahaa..... This is because Mas Ken is the general champion in training this time, so obviously dong, Mas Ken is the challenger, yho let it be exciting... " Mr. Dharmawan chattered. Ken who is still trying to swallow the chewy noodles that are stuck in his throat, of course, still because he still coughs.

"Well.. Who wants to be his opponent?"

The atmosphere was suddenly silent. No participants advanced. Mr. Dharmawan patted his eel. And give an additional bonus in the form of an exclusive employment contract to become security in place of VVIP clients who will come here.

"I'd like to try, sir!" one of the participants finally ventured. At first glance, the proportion of his body is ideal. He is bigger than Ken. However, his fighting skills are unknown. The participant named Ashraf came forward and had the support of everyone.

Ken, finally able to stop coughing from choking. After taking a drink, he then wears boxing gloves that have been prepared by the committee.

"Start!"

BUGH!

BUGHGHHH!

BUGGGH!

JAB

UPPERCUTS

K.O.

It only took a few minutes until Ken finally managed to subvert his opponent. The trainees who numbered a total of 100 people could only gawk without expecting that the boxing match would be finished so soon.

"Yahaa... Win, Yhaa... Mr. Ken..... 2 Million and.... " Having not had time to finish his sentence, a tall, strapping man walked into the hall. Black polo shirts with tights and brown pantofel shoes decorate her appearance.

"Monggo.. monggooo.., "Pak Dharmawan invited the man to the stage happily. Ken glared trying to remember the gift he was about to receive.

Slowly but surely, the man walked up the stairs. As he approached Ken.... Suddenly....

BUGHHHH!

The man was hit by K.O by him.

Mr. Dharmawan almost fainted from a hanger.

"Yes Gusti!!! Pak 'eeee..... "

He hurriedly rushed towards the parliament man earlier.

"Sir, sir.conscious, sir.... Oh, my God, this Ken Mas is doing sich!! How wicked!" mr. Dharmawan protested while grunting in Ken's direction.

"Who told him to poke me! It's unclean!"

"Who wants to fuck, Mas'e?"

"That! Said the VVIP client wants to rip!"

"eeeeee.. Is.... That was his adjutant.. The client's a ballerina coming!" Mr. Dharmawan explained. And the adjutant was only intending to congratulate Ken.

Ken also belied not to believe hearing the explanation from Mr. Dharmawan.

"Sorry, I'm late,"

A second later, a tall woman with drooping hair entered the training hall.

"Cellina?" Ken looked up, seeing someone he knew standing in front of him.

"Ken! Hi!" Celine waved cheerfully. He had not expected to meet his acquaintances in such a disputing place.

And, the state of his aide?

Well, obviously, rushed to the ER to get emergency help.