Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Chapter 145 - Attack (part 2)

All the core players have gathered, Munding himself where?

Cozy.

Munding is really stray inside Cafe Aditya. He never once went into a place like this. And with the PDnya he came to his own conclusions, when it was clearly taught since Elementary School, embarrassed to ask astray in the street. Maybe Munding wasn't in class when his teacher taught him that.

And this is where Munding is now, in a room crowded with bottles of liquor of various brands whose ventilation is limited and a little stuffy.

Locked inside without being able to go anywhere from there.

Munding is not Superman who can break walls with his fist. Munding ordinary humans who are just like us, eating rice and vegetables, feel pain if hit by a blow and bleed when hit by a sharp weapon.

Therefore, from now on, Munding tried to find a way to get out of this room but has not succeeded.

"Not funny, not at all funny," muttered Munding, "really the author of the beans destroyed my image to such an extent. A nyasar? Sontoloyo!!" shouted Munding.

While contemplating his fate, Munding suddenly saw a light emerge from the opened door and it turned out that the door was right next to him. A young couple seen wearing a Cafe employee uniform are making out with hot-hotnya and plan to use this liquor warehouse as a place to finish their passion.

Munding can only shake his head, what can be expected from the behavior of Cafe workers who show and trade non-stop depravity?

Yes like this, a pair of horny employees who utilize their working hours do a quickie in the liquor warehouse.

"Wait for Yang, the cake has someone in here" whispered the girl.

"Where we are, we opened the door. Besides I myself who scoured this warehouse earlier. The key is also to hold on. No one will bother us" replied the guy who immediately made Munding inflamed.

"It turns out bede**h is this one that keeps me locked in here?" rutuk Munding in the heart, so emotional to come out harsh words even though only in the heart.

Munding quickly stood behind the girl and looked towards the guy.

At first the guy was unaware of Munding's presence, but as he took a breath before continuing his milk mimic, he saw Munding's figure behind the girl he was hugging.

"Haaaaa" said Munding, grinning, glaring and opening his mouth wide, like an adult who was scaring the little ones.

But, beyond Munding's estimation, the trick was a success. The guy immediately fainted unconscious, "Which? Not even nancep dah lemes anyway?" the girl's protest will make anyone who hears her words believe that her man is impotent.

Munding did not care about the two depraved employees anymore and left them in the liquor warehouse. He walked quickly and headed to the bustling main hall earlier and intended to just ask instead of searching for himself like earlier.

But arriving in the main room, Munding was shocked. There are many men with big faces and beautiful eyes there. Especially when you see Munding and grooming that is not in accordance with this place. They immediately surrounded Munding.

"You're the one who intends to attack this place?" ask one of the men with the face.

"No, I just want a reunion with Puji. He's my friend SD" replied Munding.

"Can you still joke?" sniffed the man.

The loud music that sounded stomping suddenly came to a halt. All eyes looked towards Munding who had been surrounded by 5 men with sangar faces in the middle of the dance floor which now provided space for the six of them.

The depraved men and women who had been engrossed in the dark, now raised their eyes to the center of the room simultaneously.

They know that there will be UFC live entertainment soon.

"You're young, your path is long. Think carefully of your steps," said one of the most senior-looking hired thugs and has eaten a lot of life's salt acid.

The old thug's face was instantly crimson. His good intentions were even made into ridicule by the selfless young man.

Quickly the old thug grabbed a bottle of liquor at the table nearest to where he was standing but he had not yet had time to throw it at Munding, a pramuria called out to him.

"Bang, that one still has its contents. It's empty" said the girl, handing two empty bottles to the old thug.

"Still Deck," replied the old thug while receiving two empty bottles from the pramuria.

"Hiyaaaaaa," he shouted as he swung the empty bottle in his right hand towards Munding.

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Praakkk.

Prangggg.

"Lho?" Munding.

"Kok it sounds prakkkk?" Munding then looked towards the old thug who fell on the floor while holding his right wrist with his left hand.

Two bottles of liquor broke nearby. When Munding used his kick earlier, he intended to kick the liquor bottle in the hands of the old thug. Should have sounded prangg. But to his surprise, Munding's kick misses and hits the old thug's wrist and breaks it.

As a result, the empty bottle on his right hand fell and as he used his left hand to hold his broken right wrist, the second bottle fell.

Munding is ashamed.

This was the first time his kick missed and after he thought about the cause, he knew it was all because since he married Nurul and lived in Sukorejo, Munding never practiced silat again.

"Pak Yai .. "murm Munding.

"Say you, no more physical training and technique, gini the result," complained Munding in his heart and he promised after all this was done, he must return to training again.

Fortunately, the atmosphere in Cafe Aditya was dark, red curls on Munding's face were invisible to those around him.

But, another content of the head of Munding, other also fill the heads of his enemies.

They began to jiper saw Munding easily break the old thug's wrist with a kick of his foot.

Okay, maybe because of the age factor, the friend's bones are starting to brittle, but if the same kick hits them, the result will not be much different.

The silent atmosphere gripped again hit the main room of Aditya Cafe.

Maybe if there is a sound that is heard, just the breath that begins to roar from the direction of the table occupied by Aunt-Tante excited. Some of them looked at Munding with the gaze of a predator that seemed to see tempting prey. It is their mental illness.

"You want to advance together or one-on-one?" ask Munding towards the remaining four people.

The four men looked at each other and as commanded they simultaneously attacked Munding.

Munding sighed, "if you know you want to play a joke, I don't need to ask you just now," he lamented inwardly.

Munding moved forward with his silat steps and mounted his horses. His muscles tighten all but in the neck upwards. Prepare to receive an attack on his body. The same preparation when Mr. Yai used to often thump him with bamboo stems.