The Conqueror Who Conquered

The Conqueror Who Conquered
Strategizing



Richi nods in agreement as Hugo proposes to eat ice cream first before trying out different types of games.


He's looking for a quiet place that nobody goes to. Richi heads to a long bench whose color is almost fading, in front of a shop that never seems to open.


Richi looked at the store in front of him, somewhat surprised, because the rows of shops really look dull unkempt even though in front there is a game center and crowded visitors, because the store looks dull and unkempt, but these shops are not even operational.


Not wanting to take a headache, Richi sat down and opened the phone. He was curious what made Hugo hot and reluctant to read the comments.


Apparently, someone uploaded a photo of himself and Harry who were standing side by side at Sonia's birthday event.


Richi chuckled at the comments of people who just knew his appearance when wearing a dress aka graceful fashion.


Without him noticing, three stood behind him. Two people managed to hold Richi's hands left and right, with another quickly smothering his mouth with a cloth moistened with alcohol, so that when his mouth was open, the alcohol liquid entered the mouth and made him drunk.


Quickly two more people came holding his legs which were about to go up to kick the heads of two people over his head.


Before doing this, they already knew that Richi was a martial arts master. That's why they've devised a way to keep the girl from picking.


Richi gotong to one of the alleys, two more people came carrying rope. Richi's legs and hands are still holding her phone in a tie, her mouth in a plaster.


One of the larger bodies carried Richi on his shoulder, not caring about the body of the girl squirming. The sound of a booming laugh rubbed his ears while bringing him inside one door that looked worn out.


Fortunately, no one walks behind Richi so he quickly drops his phone on the doorstep as a sign for Hugo.


The first floor, the men were playing gambling games with a frenzy and the disco music that was set was not heard out.


"Hey, who are you carrying, crazy tall and slim body". Say someone who walks in front of the man holding Richi.


The man observes Richi's moving body and shouts silently. She then looks into Richi's skirt which is revealed due to the position of the sling that makes her butt in front of the man.


"Damn Gary, facing one woman only has to be seven!" Complaints of the person holding Richi.


"Hmmmpphhp!" Richi's eyes glared sharply behind the man's back as he felt someone's hand manage to reach into his skirt.


"Still wearing pants again he hahaa!" The scream of the man who reached into Richi's skirt was accompanied by another laugh.


Richi's eyes glared perfectly, his neck veins coming out screaming at the man's indecent behavior.


"Body's good. Must be sports. I want to pack too! It's good to wear it yourself!" Tukas who was behind, made Richi's body start shaking. With her eyes slightly closed by her hair, she saw the face of the person who said those words.


"Hhhmmppp" Richi shouted again as someone stroked her thighs further inside while laughing. Richi's eyes are red and start to look glassy. The thing he hated the most in his life he was now experiencing.


"Damn it, tell me to finish it quickly. After him, I want to!!" That scream that reached.


The man who was holding Richi, took her up the stairs. Richi glared at the two men who were laughing as if waiting for his presence. Richi marked those faces. He will teach a harder lesson for having dared to touch her.


"Hey, don't be afraid, it's delicious!" Pekik who in the middle looked at Richi accompanied by laughter. He waved his hand to Richi whose blood started boiling being harassed like earlier.


A black shadow began to appear, suddenly a fragment of memory 11 years ago appeared in his mind. The memory of the moment before his eyes, his little friend, being raped by a thug, made him shudder as the gloomy period began to peel again in his mind.


Richi was taken down, he stood up and his eyes quickly swept across the room. The place is not wide but extends to the side with an arrangement of 3 billiard tables.


A lot of eyes were on him for a while and then started to focus again on their game. Men in all black suits, tables full of alcohol, puffs of cigarette smoke, seductive women on the side of men, and Richi's eyes staring at a wall display there.


Two dangerous knives, Bayonet. With a blade and a very pointed top bottom end. The two knives were stored inside the clear glass hanging on the wall, becoming a decoration there.


Richi approached some men who were interested in seeing him.


Plaster his mouth removed. Then someone that Richi seems to have seen approached him.


"Well, that damned girl who embarrassed me!" The screech.


Richi regulates his emotions. Looking at the number of big men who numbered about 20-25 people in the room, made him know that he could have been outnumbered.


"You're not gonna get away here, damn it! Look, because of you I have to endure the shame and wear dentures!!" Smack again with wide eyes.


It turns out to be true, though the incident was a long time ago but she still felt the need to channel her grudge on the woman who punched her teeth during the day of Apollo's basketball game against Oberon.


Among all, only he was smaller in stature but somehow he seemed to be respected.


Richi blinked to remove the water marks in his eyes, he grabbed his thighs because the fucking hand was wrenching him.


"Haha! Crying to you too!" His laughter, not expecting the tough girl who hit him turned out to be crybaby as well.


Richi's eyes glanced right and left, within seconds he analyzed his actions to escape from the place.


"Mr Gary, what are we gonna do next?" Ask the man behind her.


"Women like her should be taught a mental lesson. I will rape her first after that I leave it to you for many wear. Hahaa" her laughter was loud in Richi's ear, her body started to tremble in fear. Moreover, the events used to be small to disturb him, making his guts shrivel.


"I'm second!"


"I'm third!"


"Hey, I'm second!"


"I'd really like the chest part hahaa"


"Damn it! Small chest!" Shouted the other.


"No problem, I still want to."


"Hey, just keep him in your house, make him your second slave!" Propose one among the others.


"May also haha"


One room was filled with laughs, even the women there laughed as if they were not one gender with Richi.


Richi's body trembled, with that much he must have lost and was hard to resist. She was very scared let alone her legs and hands were tied very tight.


"Boss, don't you want to untie your hands and feet? Can I hold his chest?" Pinta is one of them.


"Please, hahaa" Gary laughed cheerfully, making Richi's eyes glare at him.


"What's? What do you want, huh? Only then do you know what the consequences of dealing with me are, right!" Gary said as he grabbed Richi's hair, not accepting Richi's sharp look at him.


"Open the tie!" His word and quickly his men opened.


Richi's like he's losing energy, he's stumbling back, leaning against the wall.


"Come, you wanna fight? Damn haha, you serve me first!" Gary laughed widely, without him noticing Richi's emotions and anger at the top, his breathing began to go up and down, his jaw hardened.


In a matter of seconds, Richi's mind was pored over. The bottle of alcohol is on his left. He was eager to take the knife in the glass but was blocked by the pool table and the number of men there.


Richi regulates emotions and improves guts, she does not want to dwell in fear.


Richi started to straighten up, looking at the man in front of him sharply. Then she widened her legs, slightly straddled and then raised her skirt up slowly until her thighs were completely exposed, making all the men there cheer and lick their own lips.


"You offered yourself, yes. Hahaha, cheap turns out!" Gary laughed happily at Richi.


"Here, I'll hold on for a second.." Gary who starts full of nap-su approaches, but with a quick second hand Richi picks up two bottles of alcohol.


PRANGS!!


His left hand managed to hit the man's head hard until the bottle broke into pieces.


TB