Swordsman Without a Name

Silence Or Die

A short while later, the Nameless Swordsman, Sian-li Bwee Hua and the Wingless Angel had arrived under the foot of the mountain. Once there, the three young warriors are shocked by an even more terrifying incident.

Two topnotch horses that were sweating red had been wiped out. Both horses died horribly. His body was cut into three parts.

The blood of the two horses began to dry up. But the fishy smell was still very clear.

Sian-li Bwee Hua and the Wingless Angel felt nauseous. His stomach was twisted tightly. Until finally all the stomach comes out.

The two most beautiful girls were vomiting because they could not stand it and could not bear to see the death of their horses so alarming.

As tough and claustrophobic as they are, they are still women. In general, women are weaker than men.

Let alone Sian-li Bwee Hua and the Wingless Angel, even the Nameless Swordsman himself felt the same way as well. Fortunately he was a man. And a man, usually, can be stronger at holding something than a woman.

The young man was bluffing his teeth. Both of his arms were clenched very tightly. He doesn't accept. After all, Cakra Buana must find out who did it.

The two horses were not wrong. They don't know anything. Why even be a victim? Is that cruel and cruel a human being?

"Fuck fuckin. Whoever did it, I won't spare your life. You have to be able to replace the lives of my two horses," he said grimly.

His face was red. Not red with shame. But it was red because he was unable to hold back the enslaving anger within him. Like a flood that comes suddenly and is unforgiving. Or like lava in a very hot volcano.

After a while, his two lovers began to drift. The girls slowly braced themselves so as not to vomit again.

"The Rai hunch turned out to be wrong," muttered the Wingless Angel as he glanced at Sian-li Bwee Hua.

"The logic is like this, if there is nothing to do with us alone can be a victim, especially if there is something to do with us? These two horses are our horses, obviously, they will definitely crack down on them anyway" said Sian-li Bwee Hua.

The Wingless Angel was silent. The other two were silent as well. They were really angry.

But who should be angry with? Now in the forest there was no one. Except for the three of them, it feels like there's no one else.

The Nameless Swordsman suddenly walked forward. He's back looking for a clue to all this. After several rounds on the scene, it turned out to be true, the young man found a clue back.

On top of the dangling skin, there was a red inscription. The dangangan skin was just lying right in the middle of the horse carcass.

The red color does not come from ink. Except blood. The blood of the horse that had been slain by a swordsman saw that.

The No Name Swordsman immediately read the writing.

"Silent or dead …"

Three words. Yes, the writing on the skin of the handler is only three words. But even though the writing is very short, the effect can actually vibrate a sturdy mountain.

The anger of the three people suddenly stirred like an ocean. They're bluffing teeth. All of his life, the three had never felt as angry and as anxious at this moment.

That person turned out to be brave to give a warning as well as a threat. He certainly hopes that the three young warriors do not interfere in the problems in the Pasundan martial world today.

But is it true that they will just shut up? Is it true that the Nameless Swordsman, Sian-li Bwee Hua and the Wingless Angel, will stand idly by to see the evil that is happening right now?

No. gabe. The answer is certainly no. Let alone the threat of writing on the skin dangangan, even if a sword stuck to their neck though, the three will still answer no.

"What are we gonna do now?" asked the Wingless Angel while looking at the two people by his side.

His "evil" nature arose right then and there. Throughout his life, Sian-li Bwee Hua has always posed a threat to others. He has never been threatened once. Now that he was in that position, how could he possibly take it for granted?

"Agree ... I finally came out of the nest .. hihihi," cried the Wingless Angel and laughed with great joy.

"alright. Then we will immediately begin this adventure," said the Nameless Swordsman with a serious look.

"Well, that's fine. Just look at it later .." sis Sian-li Bwee Hua.

The Wingless Angel did not respond to him. But the Nameless Swordsman actually felt shudder. She knew that her lover could be more cruel than what she had imagined.

Yush!!! Yush!!! Yush!!!

Three human shadows shot back. Their current speed was much faster than before. They don't want to waste time. Although it is currently midnight, but the three are sure to find "something" on the way later.

It turns out that his third premonition was again proven. Not far away they darted away, there was something ahead there that stopped his footsteps.

Five people dressed in all black and black veiled had stood in the middle of the road. The five people had a higher posture than humans in general. Its height was more or less likely to be nearly two meters.

Stature's burly. Their sideburns and whiskers are thick. The look in his eyes was dry. Also sharp. As sharp as the starving wolf's eyes.

On each man's waist was a machete. The black-gloved machetes, just like their clothes.

"Who's Kisanak?" asked the Nameless Swordsman while staring intently at them.

"Whoever we are is not important" replied one of them. Sangar. Even seem creepy.

"What do you want Kisanak? We have never met before, so I beg you to give way," the Nameless Swordsman pleaded still trying to be patient.

"Hahaha .., no one can pass by" the black-veiled man said.

"talk a lot. Then you guys want to be done …"

Yush!!!

Finished saying so, Sian-li Bwee Hua immediately shot towards the five people. The five black needles he threw out together at the moment his body slid down.

Wutt!!!

The person who had spoken earlier flicked his hand to fend off Sian-li Bwee Hua's attack.

The three needles were successfully turned, the needles slid into a tree behind there.

The tree instantly withered. The leaves turn yellow and fall off. Obviously, the needle was black it was a poisonous needle.

While the remaining two needles thoroughly hit the target. The throats of two of them were pierced by the secret weapon belonging to Sian-li Bwee Hua.

A moment later, the two victims immediately collapsed to the ground. They died immediately then and there.

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