
"Where are you going, huh?!" the postman in the middle of the forest shouted at Dave.
Although he has been tired since running, Dave must face the post guard again. This time it was three people, he was still fighting against the three. The three guards also attack Dave in turn, they attack repeatedly without giving Dave a chance to think and avoid.
Dave is overwhelmed, indeed this time the guard at the post is very tough kungfunya. Dave did not give up.
"Well, hup!" shout Dave.
Dave's attack was quickly fielded by the three guards. Then Dave retreated for a moment, and now he thought for a moment. Looking at the guards one by one calmly and laughing mocking him.
"Aren't you the idol fighter in there? It's nothing, I'm sorry!" said one of the guards underestimated Dave.
Dave was silent, he was still thinking. Then he remembered what Liu said last time he practiced kung fu. That actually, kung fu can make as a sport also cultivate the mind. Therefore, he also now concentrates on focusing his mind.
Now that Dave closed his eyes, he changed his position and took a slow breath. Gathering strength, he would use wing chun martial will. The movements of the winiks and attacking from close range, also thaici movement.
The three guards laughed loudly at what Dave was doing. They knew that the movement was a thaici movement as well as wing chun. They are now preparing to attack Dave back at the same time.
With the power of thought, Dave fought the three calmly. Like the famous film actor, Jet Lee. Dave made such a move to fend off and also attack the three guards. Some movements, the three are now increasingly overwhelmed because Dave's movement is so fast.
Bugs! Bugs! Bugs!
All three were thrown backwards because Dave's strength returned as usual with his mind. They stand up and attack Dave at the same time.
"Geez, bug! the plaque!"
The set! the set! Crews!
"Aargh!"
Two punches for one guard until he was thrown back. And Dave attacked another one, quickly kicking and hitting back one fell.
Gubrag!
"Uhuk! Uhuk! Damn, he's really tough" said the guard who just defeated Dave.
"Quick you grab a firearm in the post. You just shoot him, he's too dangerous. It could be angry that Mr. Morata will not be able to defeat him and bring him back into the base" said his friend who was hit by Dave.
"Shelf! Aaaa! Uhuk uhuk uhuk!"
One more guard was down, Dave was staring at the three he had paralyzed. However, one guard had already managed to get inside the post to retrieve the firearm shooting himself. Without wasting any more time, Dave immediately ran over and kicked the guard who had entered the post taking his firearm.
"Aaaaa!!, brazen!"
Dor's!
Dave attacked again. Before long, the three guards were finally able to disable Dave. Dave collapsed to his feet, breathing in as he was completely exhausted. His eyes were looking for something on the table, perhaps a bottle of water.
He's thirsty, because from inside that stuffy room Dave doesn't drink anything. He got up to the table where there was white water. Take the bottle and swallow it.
"uking, aaah. Goddamnit! I really had to work hard to escape Morata's place. Just wait, if I can go back to Macau. I'll make a calculation with him." said Dave, who was very upset with Morata who kidnapped him and made him come to this.
Then, Dave immediately left the post. Tying the shot hand so that blood does not flow continuously. Fortunately the bullet just passed by, not lodged. So Dave just tied his arm to the shot.
Before leaving he also destroyed the tools that were in his course to remove any traces. It just so happened that there was a motor, so he got away from that place easily. Carry his bike even though he doesn't know where to go.
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The journey from the middle of the forest where Morata's place, not cared for by Dave. It turns out that place is really far away. He was surprised, why the spectators of the fight could come in crowds there? Did they come on purpose or was there somewhere to stay?
Dave didn't know, all he thought about was getting out of that place. The road to the village is near, but unfortunately the motorbike he was riding was out of gas. Dave stopped, he's a beautiful country road somewhere he's been.
From some passers-by it was still the same as Liu and Jacky, narrow-eyed and also shorter. They dressed modestly, like villagers who worked in rice fields or in the forest. Dave did not know which people lived in which village in China.
He also doesn't know where he is. Dave approached a passerby carrying firewood that was estimated to weigh ten kilos more on his back. Only in a rope tie, the wood did not fall.
"Sorry sir, what village is this? And where is it?" ask Dave doubtfully.
The man Dave asked just stared at him. He watched from top to bottom Dave's appearance which looked shabby and messy. While holding his left hand that feels pain due to the pressure of his muscles riding the motorcycle earlier.
"You're not here?" ask the man.
"Yes, I'm from the middle of the forest" Dave replied as he pointed at the forest he had left behind.
"Ooh, that forest is so haunted. I don't know why so many cars go in there. They want what I don't know. A lot of young people came here, but didn't come back. Especially the young man who is strong and good at kung fu" said the old man.
Dave thought that the young man from the village who came was in a cup and made a fighter that every day Dave might fight. It was very sneaky Morata, somehow took the young man of the village until he could enter and not come back again.
Then Dave followed the old man, invited to his house. Treat his wound and change his clothes, maybe after that Dave will leave the village who until now did not know what his name was.
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