Rajawali Sakti Swordsman

Masked Man Black Bag. 2

"He heehe...." Badrun chuckled with a grinning mouth. His attitude really underestimated Mega Lembayung. His unsheathed wobble he put back into its sheath as his eyes continued to gaze at his opponent, as if to show that even without a machete he could subdue it.

His outstretched hand was about to raise the girl's hand, but Mega Lembayung quickly jerked it.

"Uts!"

Badrun quickly pulled his hand back, and immediately jumped to snatch his opponent. Mega Lembayung twisted his body a little, then quickly his right leg floated towards the stomach of Badrun who underestimated his opponent, can no longer dodge. The young woman's kick was very hard for her to feel.

Banulaga's maid complained short. His body fell a few steps back. Her lips grimaced with pain in her stomach, and her eyes were blurred. Badrun then tried to get up and move his hand.

"Well...!"

While shouting loudly Badrun jumped while sending a short punch. Mega Lembayung tilted his body slightly, and his hand was raised fending off the blow. The two hands were clashing hard. Badrun grimaced and felt the bones of his left hand crumble. This time he could not underestimate Mega Lembayung.

For a moment Mega Lembayung noticed his opponent. Until now he only intended to defend himself. Then he saw his opponent begin to open his mainstay moves. He also does not remain silent.

Badrun began to attack again with empty-handed moves. He sent out a trick punch with his right hand. But as fast as lightning Mega Lembayung managed to fend it off with his left hand, then his right hand pushed forward, followed by his foot-kick in a row. Badrun is a crime. He rushed back, yet he still felt the wind thrust from the Mega Lembayung kick. Badrun salted twice before his feet imprinted the ground.

"Phoihi!" badrun's snort spouted out his spit.

Sreth!

Unabashedly again Badrun pulled out his machete. He then jumped forward a few steps, then attacked his opponent with short and fast moves His clumsily shut the girl down. But until the five moves he has deployed, Mega Lembayung untouched in the slightest by the sharp and shiny end of his cleaver. Even several times his waist was hit by the footstroke of his opponent.

Entering the ten, Badrun began to be desperate. He had no chance to attack. His bulge was like a blunt and dead. Exactly entering the twelfth step, he kecolongan, right foot Mega Lembayung kicked his empty waist. Badrun let out a short bellow, and his body was pushed to the side. Not to mention he had time to master himself, coming again a quick and consecutive attack from his opponent.

"Akh!" Badrun squealed restrained.

When the jet-black man lost his balance, Mega Lembayung quickly burst into the chest. Badrun fell to the ground. Fresh blood gushed from his mouth. Her chest feels very tight. It's hard to breathe.

Badrun was trying to get up, as the girl screamed loudly with her legs jerked forward. His leg almost hit Badrun's head, when suddenly a silvery ray shot towards him. Mega Lembayung bounces backward avoiding the silvery ray that turns out to be a cleaver.

"Coward!" mega Lembayung grunts growled.

"You can't be pleased, demon woman!" banulaga.

"Phoihi! You can do whatever you want with another girl. But don't expect to be able to prey on me!"

"You are beautiful, but your mouth is dirty!"

"Not dirtier than yourself, ward!"

Banulaga held back his wrath and his blood boiled. If only it were not the beautiful woman before him, the young woman would have already died by her poisonous needles. Or his face had been ripped off by a pair of silver cleaver. The young woman had already awakened her courage, so it was a pity if she killed before enjoying the warmth of her body.

Banulaga fingered his waist. His right hand then pulled the belt wrapped around. There was a whip of skin twisted with strong veins clasped in his hand. The sound of the whip boomed as Banulaga scrambled over it. Mega Lembayung inching back two acts. Her pair of beautiful eyeballs stared intently at the whip clasped in Banulaga's hands.

Banulaga immediately attacked Mega Lembayung with his whip. Mega Lembayung leapt to avoid the end of the whip that moved quickly to scatter his body. The other two pairs of eyes look differently. Badrun looked at him with a mocking smile, shamelessly having been beaten by a young woman. But the other pair of eyes were so anxious and frightened to see the battle from behind a tree. Pak Karta began to feel what would happen to Mega Lembayung.

Suddenly there was a foul smell that pierced the nose and was very nauseating. Banulaga's whip turned out to be poisonous. The more vigorous the whip hit his opponent, the more stinging and intoxicating the smell became. Mega Lembayung already can not control himself, his body is limp smelling the stench of rotten increasingly split exposed to a tangled whip.

Taps!

Mega Lembayung's resistance apparently died when the tip of the whip twisted his right hand, then lifted and violently jerked by Banulaga who exerted all his inner strength. Mega Lembayung's body jolted violently and slammed into the ground.

"Ha ha ha...!" Banulaga laughed in satisfaction at seeing his opponent helpless.

Luckily Mega Lembayung has enough strength and intelligence, so that the jolt of the whip did not take away his soul. While not far from his place, Pak Karta's body lay unconscious. His frail body was unable to withstand the stench of Banulaga's whip. He vomited before finally lying limp

Mega Lembayung tried to gather his strength back. He tried to get up, but Banulaga immediately grabbed his body with a whip. Mega Lembayung's waist was twisted without being able to dodge. Banulaga pulled the whip vigorously as he twisted his body, and the poor young woman's body collapsed again.

Banulaga laughed out loud when he saw the victim of his ferocity struggling himself trying to release the twists of the whip on his body. It was like watching a joke scene.

Mega Lembayung's waist was entangled by a very stinky and poisonous whip. Then Banulaga pulled the whip strongly while turning his body, and the body of the poor young woman was jolted following Banulaga's body movements.

"Badruns!" Banulaga snapped his fingers. Badrun who had been chuckling at the scene immediately approached while guiding his master's beloved white horse. He had already memorized exactly what Banulaga would do if faced with his already helpless enemies.

Banulaga immediately jumped on the horse's back without releasing the handle of the whip. Mega Lembayung's body jerked, dragged staggering, then fell down until the whip itself detached from his bruised body and full of lash injuries.

"Ha ha ha...! Woman *****! Apparently you'd prefer it this way, huh?" Banulaga laughed loudly from his horse, then turned to the body of Pak Karta who was still lying unconscious, "That old jackfruit in the tree!"

Badrun chuckled as he walked up to the old man, and then walked with his feet to a tree. Mega Lembayung who saw it, tried to get up and ran over.

"Devil brute!"

The tar!

The whip came back against his body, then he collapsed instantly.

Badrun began to tie the hand of Pak Karta. Then with a long mine he tied the old man's neck. On the other end he fastened to a stone twice the size of a human head.

The stone was placed on a wooden pillar, then piled with a stick wrapped in a mine that tied the neck of Pak Karta. Little did the old man roar and move his head, the stick would pull the stone to the ground, and the neck of the Pak Karta would be suffocated.

"He he he..," Badrun chuckled at the result of his perfect work, then approached Mega Lembayung who was already standing with a whip that wrapped around his chest.

"You're going to have the same fate, Miss Sweet. Unless you want to be. he he he he..," Badrun chuckled again.

"Sweety!" Mega Lembayung spit out his saliva, and, right plastered on Badrun's face.

"Slave!" Badrun is a bustle. His hand was raised to slap.

"Badruns!" jakak Banulaga fast.

Badrun snorted as he lowered his hand back. With a pouting face and holding the crap he wiped the spit in his face. The jet-black man approached his horse which was tethered to a tree. His eyes glanced at Mega Lembayung before leaping onto the back of his horse.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Tras!

Suddenly the whip that wrapped around the chest of Mega Lembayung was cut off as soon as Banulaga jerked the reins of his horse. Banulaga was startled and immediately bounced off the back of his horse. Badrun immediately chased after this white horse of his master's mount.

"*******!" banulaga.

With mounting anger, he threw out his already buttered whip. Mega Lembayung is moving up while releasing the rest of the whip wrapped around his body. Not far from the girl, stood a handsome young man dressed in a white vest with a sword with the head of a bird poking out at her waist. The young man was none other than Rajawali Sakti's Puppet. He then helped Mega Lembayung release the twists of the whip.

"Thank you" said Mega Lembayung.

Rangga, aka Pendekar Rajawali Sakti, just smiled thinly. His eyes could not be seen Banulaga who had pulled out his silver cleaver. The red face of Banulaga held back anger. Then the sound of horses approaching them. Badrun appeared by leading the white horse from the back of his horse, and immediately jumped down as soon as he saw his master was looking at a stranger he had not known. His hand immediately pulled out the cleaver.

"Who are you? Dare to interfere in my affairs!" sniffing Banulaga fierce.

"I'm Rangga" said Rangga calmly. "I don't like to see cruelty unfolding before my eyes."

"Devil!"

"Be careful, that person is so cruel" Mega Lembayung reminded.

"Hm," Rangga just smiled a little.

"Badruns!" Banulaga snapped his finger.

Badrun immediately jumped to attack with his machete. Rangga only tilted his body slightly, and the slash of the machete passed beside him. As fast as lightning, Rajawali Sakti Swordsman's hand shook towards the chest. But Badrun had already moved to the left and the flick of Rangga's hand passed in an empty place.

Back Badrun swung his machete towards the head, and Rangga raised his right hand. Taps! Badrun's machetes were clamped with two fingers. Badrun tried to pull his machete out of the clasp of a finger that was like a steel brace. He moved his finger a little, and...

The truck!

The clamped gauge broke in two. Badrun gasped at his broken machete. And he had not been able to divert attention, suddenly Rangga's legs had been floating heavily hit his chest.

Badrun lurched as far as about two spear rods backward. From his mouth was spurting fresh blood. And not to mention he had time to wake up, Rangga had jumped like lightning, and his legs immediately clamped the neck of the jet-black man.

"Damn!"

Tracks

Badrun could no longer speak. His neck was broken. Lost his life from his body. Rangga then looked at Banulaga who was still amazed to see the death of his maid who only had one buzz. Banulaga quickly turned his attention to Rangga. He quickly jumped while shaking his twin.

Rangga berkelit avoids the rapid attack of two silvery twin machetes. Banulaga's attack was intense and devastating. Two machets in his hands flashed rapidly, so that only two silvery-white beams appeared that locked the body of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti.

Banulaga has exerted his strength up to the tenth. But not the least Rangga's body was torn by his twin machete. It seems that this Swordsman Rajawali Sakti has not served him earnestly. He just kelit just avoid every attack launched Ranulaga. Suddenly Banulaga put his machete together into his left hand.

"Yesame...!"

Banulaga jumped while throwing out his poisonous needles. Rangga was stretched for a moment, then as fast as lightning his bouncy body swirled in the air avoiding the poisonous needles that came like rain. Rangga really made a hassle with the needle attacks. He clumped in the air as his eyes searched for gaps to retaliate.

And the opportunity came when Banulaga ran out of his death needles. Just a moment indeed, and it was also enough for the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti to retaliate against the attack. As fast as lightning he slumped heavily towards Banulaga. Rangga immediately deployed the 'Rajawali Swooping to Snatch a Prey' style'. His feet moved quickly and spun threatening the opponent's head.

"Damn it!" banulaga grunted as he dropped his body to the ground.

Rangga's attack escaped in the middle of the road. And as soon as his foot landed, as fast as lightning Banulaga flicked his machete. Back Swordsman Rajawali Sakti had to jump avoiding the slash of the machete. Banulaga hurriedly got up, and separated his twin machete again. Both of his hands are holding weapons. He also attacked again with great force

Rangga immediately deployed the 'Blow of Death of the Beak of Rajawali' style'. With the Style Banulaga so troubled, because every blow thrown by his opponent, causing a heat that stings the skin, which is accompanied by a strong wind of his punch, making it difficult for Banulaga to move.

Realizing his strength that would not be able to match the power of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti in a few more movements, Banulaga immediately bounces and jumps on the back of his horse. As fast as lightning he thundered the white horse of his mount. Rangga stood up straight looking at Banulaga's departure.

"Hm," Rangga muttered softly, then turned his body. His eyes immediately looked at Mega Lembayung who was awakening his parents. Rangga immediately approached and immediately checked the condition of Pak Karta. Then he lifted up and carried the body of the poor old man to his house. Pak Karta was laid in halls made of bamboo.

"Your father is okay, just fainted" Rangga said. Then he gnawed the hand and nape of Pak Karta for a moment.

"Thank you, you saved us" said Mega Lembayung. His head remained bowed looking at the face of the old man who was rolling before him.

"It is the duty of man to help his neighbor" Rangga humbled.

Mega Lembayung raised his head, his face staring at the handsome face in front of him. Rangga gave his sympathetic smile with a slight nod of his head.

"Who is that guy, and why is he torturing you?" ask Rangga.

Not to mention Mega Lembayung replied, there was a sound of coughing. Instantly two pairs of eyes turned his gaze to Pak Karta who had begun to awaken. The frail old man tried to sit down. Mega Lembayung immediately helped lift his body. The old man sat down.

For a moment he caught his breath, then looked at Rangga who was still standing in front of him.

"He's the one who helped us, Kek," Mega Lembayung explained.

"Who's your name, Kisanak?" ask Pak Karta.

"Rangga," said Rangga smiling kindly.

"Thank you, you've helped us this helpless."

"Ah, just a coincidence," Rangga low.

"Hm.., you don't seem to be a villager. Are you a wanderer?"

"Really, Sir. I'm just a traveler looking to live from one place to another."

Pak Karta nodded her head. And suddenly his forehead wrinkled to see a corpse lying in front of his house. Back his eyes looked at Rangga and Mega Lembayung alternately. He then took a deep breath.

"You shouldn't have come out, Mega, yet" Pak Karta muttered softly as if regretting what had happened.

The old man nodded slowly. Badrun's death in front of his house will certainly have a long tail. More so the problem is directly in the hands of Banulaga who raised himself as a substitute for Badaraka. He could not imagine what would happen later. Banulaga certainly will not stay silent.

"Sorry, Cake. My arrival makes it difficult for you, "slowly sounds Mega Lembayung.

"Everything's happened. Banulaga will certainly come back again to demand a reply."

"I'll deal with it, Cake."

"No! You won't be able to face Banulaga's men. They're ruthless people and very highly intelligent."

"I'm sorry, what exactly happened?" Rangga.

Pak Karta looked at the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti. Then turned his gaze to Mega Lembayung.

"You should leave this village immediately, especially you, young man. You killed Badrun, even though your only intention was to help me and Mega. Banulaga will not let the man who killed his maid, and made her lose face" Pak Karta said.

"Who is Banulaga, sir?"

"He was the heir and successor of his father, Badaraka. Father and son are not much different, they like to vent their lust on every beautiful woman he meets. Even the Village Chief himself was subject to him. He can do whatever he wants, including beautiful married women though, he does not care" Pak Karta explained.

Rangga nodded small. Now he can understand the real problem. Then a glance at the corner of his eyes glanced at Mega Lembayung who was still sitting on the edge of the bamboo halls. In his little heart, he also admired the beauty of Mega Lembayung who almost became a victim of the greatness of Banulaga.

"My only grandson. He's been living here with me for a week. And ever since he's been here I've been worried about his safety. But I am the only one he has. His father was killed while defending his wife who was forcibly carried by Badaraka. Yes, his mother also killed herself because she felt ashamed of being stained. Now his son also wants to take force, as his father did to Mega's mother," Pak Karta's voice grew louder as she finished her story.

"Grandfather..," Mega held her grandfather's wrinkled hand.

"I'm sorry your grandfather, Mega. I'm keeping this a secret to you. Only now am I forced to tell it," Pak Karta said staring blankly.

Rangga looked at Mega Lembayung. His forehead was slightly contorted to hear Pak Karta's story about this girl. A story very similar to his life journey. He seems to be seeing a flashback of his own life history experienced by Mega at this time. He could understand the feeling that was resonating in the heart of the grandson of this Karta.

"Badaraka was buried for a long time. Only a short time these Malayasati Village residents breathed a sigh of relief, and now they are like waiting for a long journey like endless hell," again Pak Karta said slowly.

"Alright, Cake. Whatever happens I will face it" said Mega Lembayung softly.

Pak Karta only smiled bitterly.

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