Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Chapter 65 - Calm Before the Storm

A student dressed somewhat loosely and oddly shaped uniform pants looked sleepy in his seat. Although the pants are gray like other students but the fabric material used looks more limp and not stiff. In addition there are no edge stitches along those pants.

The child will occasionally open his eyes and glance throughout the class before finally a moment later back sleepy again. His name is Rino Permata. Rin's familiar call. Neither his friend nor his enemy, called him Rin.

Rin is famous for his martial skills, but in contrast to Fariz, Rin practices Taekwondo. That's why he made his own school uniform pants that are made from the same as taekwondonya pants but gray.

As the frontman of his martial group, Rin of course had received widespread information overnight about the New Boy who is now famous as the Crazy Boy. But he didn't get information from a second source like Fariz or spend money to pay for it like Bram.

A Long told Rin this information for free. Absolutely without paying.

How can a businessman like A Long who always thinks about money give that info for free?

It was all because of Rin's status.

Just like his classmates, Rin is the son of a rich and influential person. He is not short of money. But Rin has one strange hobby. He considers himself a mercenary or a hired killer.

I don't know since when and why Rin became fond of his identity.

So, although sometimes Rin is not short of money, he will commit criminal acts to beat someone as long as there is a party who hires him. Although the nominal money is not much for Rin himself.

Maybe Rin should need a checkup with a mental doctor.

For this time, A Long kindly gave information for free to Rin, on condition that Rin should cooperate with Kupu Mas in the future. Rin does not reject A Long's request, on condition that, every time he does a ‘mission’ there must be a reward he receives from Kupu Mas. A Long agreed without thinking twice.

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Since this morning, the classroom has been different.

Students who usually fuss and act as they please also look calmer and listen to the teacher in front of them in an orderly manner. Even one of the teachers who taught in the second hour of the lesson to shed tears when he saw the change in class 2J.

Munding also noticed that, once two, there was someone emitting malicious intent to harm him. But Munding found it strange to look at all his classmates. Why did they suddenly turn quiet?

Amel also looks confused next to Munding. He did not stop glancing at his other classmates. Who will usually scream and laugh alone or unceasingly chat and joke without caring about the teacher in front of the class.

Munding knew that all of this must have something to do with him. His gut says so. But he doesn't know what it is. Munding fell silent and closed his eyes for a moment.

“One thousand tricks, will not mean in the presence of a fist with real strength.”

“Destroy all the tricks of your enemies with your fist.”

“When the fist has swung and pointed at your head, what other trick would you like to use?”

Munding smiled and took a deep breath. For a moment, the words of his Father-in-law reminded him again how important ‘personal strength’ is, how important ‘self-ability’ is. In the face of true strength and ability, all deceit will be useless.

Munding took another deep breath, “deceived ruse only for cowards, fists speak more than all your rotten plans.”

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From morning until after school, all the students in 2J class look to be good students, they only occasionally whisper to each other. Finally the wait time is over.

The ringing of the bell for the school's hour clock rang, but not a single student stood up to leave his chair. They all remained silent and sat in his chair. All eyes are directed to Munding.

Munding smiled back at the eyes of all his classmates.

The teacher's mother for the latter subjects was a middle-aged woman who wore a hijab. He realized that from the beginning of his subjects, the entire class of 2J was acting strangely. This was the first time they had become calm and unruly disciples.

But when the lesson ended, none of the students left their seats. The mother teacher also felt a little confused and remained in the classroom. He wanted to question one of the students sitting in front when suddenly there was a loud shouting sound from the rear row of the bench.

“This is none of your business!!! Leave this class!!”

The poor Teacher's mother was shocked and jumped at her place when she heard the loud sound. With a body trembling in fear, he looked towards the source of the voice and saw a student wearing a black jacket glaring at him.

“You were born of stone huh? Nobody taught you to be polite and respectful to your parents?” asked Munding in a soft voice without looking back.

Ardi, the student who snapped at the teacher, stood up from his chair and wanted to move to the Munding chair when Bram's hand sitting next to him prevented him.

“Munding right? I'm Bram and this is my best friend Ardi. We are so happy to have a new friend in our class. If possible, we would like to have a little chat with you, just add to the familiarity between us, how?” said Bram in a flat tone.

The poor Mother Teacher glanced at Munding who had defended her when Ardi snapped and gave Munding a look of pity, now he knew why the 2J students had not left his stool. Apparently there was a ‘aca’ welcome of new students.

Mother Master looked at Munding and was seen muttering an apology towards Munding which Munding replied with a smile, after which the Mother immediately grabbed her bag and darted away from this hell class.

He could do nothing to help Munding. The only thing he could do was to return to the teacher room and inform the Headmaster of this incident.

The report he knew would be useless, as the student, named Bram, had once come to their Principal's house and threatened him directly and there was no action from the authorities over the incident.

“Bram?” munding's voice was heard repeating the name of the student who had just introduced himself.

Slowly, he turned his head towards Bram who was sitting in the back row. Amel who sat to the left of Munding looked tense but without any fear at all. Amel knew that none of the bad students in this school dared to disturb him.

Will not dare, as long as they are still sane and do not intend to seek because of the military. Therefore, he was very happy when Munding became the target of the 1st strongest gang leader in their school, Bram MinMaks.

After Munding looked into the eyes with Bram, Munding gave a mocking smile. All of their classmates watched their movements carefully. Many of them even secretly recorded this confrontation with their smartphones.

“So your name is Bram huh? Yesterday, I thought you were the girl who forgot to wear her hijab. I know only girls who wear long-sleeved uniforms at this High School,” said Munding softly with a cynical smile on his lips, but his words felt like a knife stuck in Bram's chest.

The whole class was like it was hit by a lightning sting. The new kid dares to know Bram MinMaks is a girl? And as commanded, only one name came out in their heads simultaneously.

Crazy Boy.