Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Chapter 242 - Dusk's

Over the past few days, Munding forgot about his revenge problem and also forgot his identity as a fighting wolf. Munding is now enjoying his new status as a father.

Munding was holding Alit in his hand and slowly shaking his hand to put the little one to sleep. Sometimes Munding will bow his head and kiss his son's cheek slowly and make the little one again wriggling in shock.

"You're gonna get kissed!" scold a voice from behind Munding.

Munding only smiled and turned his body, he saw the sweet face that had accompanied him all this time. The face he had seen first when he was moaning and cowering in pain in the middle of the village field after being gang-raped by the group of Joko Sentono.

The face that made a mock face as Munding groaned in pain when carried by Pak Yai home. The face that was also laughing out loud as Munding poured cold water to clean his body. The sweet face that after that will always accompany the days of Munding, always smiling, and giving spirit to him.

A sweet face that erased all of Munding's sadness in his childhood and gave new meaning to the word 'family' for Munding.

The face of his wife, Nurul.

Nurul approached, then raised his hand, asking Alit from Munding's sling. Munding was a little reluctant to give his little whiz. He was still not satisfied looking at and kissing the little guy. Things that might never bore him.

But Munding still gave Alit to Nurul and Nurul swiftly carrying his little baby. Munding looked towards his wife and could only take a deep breath.

The world revolves according to His destiny.

Nurul, who had been sentenced by the medical team, died shortly after her labor operation was carried out, was rescued by Aisah. After that, Nurul had been lying unconscious for several days and when Nurul woke up, something happened to him.

Nurul could still feel his legs but when he tried to move them, he couldn't do it. The medical team has tried to find out what happened to Nurul's leg, but they have not found a reason to date.

But, whatever it is, Munding and Nurul are both grateful, because they have Alit now. The shadow of Nurul who had to raise her son alone because her husband was still in a coma did not occur. The shadow of Munding who felt he would never see his wife again after waking up from a coma did not happen.

They both know this is what's best for both of them. What Nurul experienced with his feet was a cheap price compared to the shadows in their heads before.

"Don't take long, the Nurul Deck will run out of operation" whispered Munding slowly.

Maybe your little one knows instinctively that he is in his mother's arms. Instead of falling asleep he just woke up and started flailing upwards. Munding laughed at the behavior of the little guy.

Nurul also smiled shyly towards her husband. Until now, he is still not used to provide intake of ASI to the little one.

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"Less one more person" Geoffrey said, he was appointed by the headquarter to lead the mission this time.

Mission with codename 'Dusk'.

Maybe these four personnel do not know why this mission is named 'dusk', but the intent is very clear for the highest echelon fighter of this organization. The purpose of this mission is to finish off the 'Light' so that dusk will come and night will take over.

"The *******it's always never on time" protested Vidyut.

"Patience," said Bae Jun Seo, who enjoyed his unsweetened warm tea in front of their hotel room balcony.

Geoffrey breathed his cigarette smoke outwards. He was on the balcony with Bae who was enjoying his tea. While Vidyut looks to be doing strange movements that resemble yoga but are also very different in the room.

"Gazole!" geoffrey scolds.

Tok tok tok.

Shortly afterwards there was a knock on the door of their room.

Without waiting for an answer from inside the room, someone went inside without excuse. A man wearing a clown costume is now standing inside this hotel room.

"Clown?" ask Geoffrey.

"Yes," Clown nodded his head and slightly bowed.

"Real or Clone?" bae asked the point with a cold face, the figure of a good-natured and affectionate grandfather was no longer visible on Bae's face now.

"Bae-Nim, please." replied Clown while bowing even deeper.

Geoffrey and Vidyut looked at each other and they understood that maybe Bae and the Clown knew each other. Bae then flicked his hand and twisted his body, a sign that he would not be looking for trouble with Clown. Bae then turned his body and looked at the scenery outside the balcony again, still accompanied by warm tea without sugar.

"Clown, you'll be our contact in Indonesia right?" ask Geoffrey.

"Rubber," replied Clown, "everything you need can be requested through me" he continued.

"Clown, I hear you're actually a scientist researching the process of human evolution?" ask Vidyut suddenly.

"Yes" replied Clown short.

Vidyut suddenly approached and whispered into Clown's ear, "you have a serum that can make a fighter manifest crippled no? Or better yet if he's just paralyzed but his five senses remain active?" ask the Keling.

Clown looked surprised by Keling's question.

"I... I have, but that serum I've never tested. There's no way I'm making a fighter manifest to be my guinea pig?" replied Clown with a slightly stuttering tone.

Three pairs of eyes simultaneously stared at Clown sharply. If it is true what he claims, the serum that was said by the Clown earlier can be a very powerful weapon in a fight. Regardless of the difficult problem or not to make their enemies exposed to the serum.

"How sure are you of its effectiveness?" ask Vidyut.

"70-80% I believe is effective in accordance with my predictions" replied Clown.

"How much do you have?" ask Vidyut, "I'll pay for it. You take it easy" he continued, patting Clown on the shoulder.

"I only have 6 serums because they're still under investigation" Clown replied.

"I took it all!!" Vidyut.

"Vidyut, you think we're just the wind then?" said Geoffrey.

"Rubber, two each and we pay the same price to the Clown" Bae added, "You agree, don't you, Clown?"

How could Clown refuse? Of the three manifestation fighters that are in front of him now, the one he fears the most is the old grandfather he calls Bae-Nim, Clown is a South Korean citizen, and he is the most afraid of the, of course he knew the lunge of this old Grandpa, more than anyone else.