The Conqueror Who Conquered

Bayonet Knife

RICHI PoV

My breath was choked, my heart was also beating stronger than usual because my guts were somehow weakened after the jerk below felt my body.

Suddenly I remembered Hugo. Can't he find my phone? Can he save me alone? My only hope is that he can find me now.

I-I'm starting to get scared..

The laughter of the jerk men in front of me was squealing in the ears. Damn, why am I so scared. Moreover, the squirrel guy who stroked my thigh earlier reminded me of the incredible abuse that used to happen before my eyes.

Gary, the man who actually did not have this basic martial arts just stood up straight because of the men behind him.

I'm not gonna die here. I have to fight and fight my fear.

I kept seeing two Bayonet knives criss-crossing each other inside the glass frame. I glanced around, looking for a way by making use of what I could achieve right now. Yes, the alcohol bottle is next to me.

Then I remembered, my legs were limited because of the skirt I was wearing. ****! I cursed myself, that's why I was lazy to wear a dress or skirt like this.

"Come, you wanna fight? Damn haha, you serve me first!"

My anger really peaked when I heard that, heard it blabbering and then harassed me making my blood boil. Moreover, his damn tongue told his men to bustle mengjawiku. It felt like I wanted to gouge his eyes and heart out alive.

"Hey, I'd like to ask you before. Have you ever ML before?" This crazy question got a big laugh from his followers.

"Looks not yet, here come closer and serve me."

Let's start, motherfucker. Do you want me to serve?

I lifted my skirt slowly, the only way so I could jump there freely. Slowly my thighs opened, making all the men there cheer and lick their own lips. Hmh! It's disgusting!

"Waaah.. You offered yourself, yes. Hahaha, cheap turns out!"

"Here, I'll hold on for a second.." The jerk Gary approached, but briefly both hands managed to grab two bottles.

PRANGS!!

Gary was prostrated at my feet because I broke a bottle of alcohol in his head until it broke.

I quickly scratched the remaining bottle shards in my left hand towards the man who was blocking my way to climb onto the pool table and then I threw the bottle in my right hand into the glass frame.

TRANGS!!

The jerk who stood around spontaneously stayed away. The women screamed and ran outside not wanting to get involved more deeply.

BRUK! I kick it to the man in front of me and I go down and manage to take two knives that I now hold firmly.

"Hiaatt!"

A man near me wanted to smash, I quickly put both knives on his chest as a preliminary test.

A very beautiful knife, now began to change its color to red.

I put the horses with the blade towards them.

They shuddered, let alone the two knives in my hand dripping blood.

In less than 10 seconds I had switched positions and it left them all flabbergasted.

My eyes were looking for that bastard who had dared to grop into my skirt.

It turned out that some people went upstairs because they heard the noise I was doing.

They, the two people who harassed me emerging from the lower stairs, I will finish last. My blood is really boiling looking at them. I want to cut off both hands and cut out his eyes.

"Aarrghh" Gary groaned after managing to gain control of his heavy head.

"Hajaarr Brengseeekk!!" He shouted while holding his head which started to bleed.

They approached, with lightning fast I slashed and stuck the knife into their bodies. Every now and then I kick an object between their thighs and then tear their faces with a knife as they bend over holding back the pain at **** *****.

The turmoil within me escalated seeing the two people begin to confront me.

So did my white t-shirt that changed like a gradation of red and white.

I clenched my hands together in a knife without horses. The drops of blood on both my knives are now a concern for both of them.

BRAK!!

I groaned stifled, a broken billiard stick hitting my back. One whose face was slashed with a knife was still able to stand.

I turned my body and threw a kick. Damn, he managed to dodge.

When he wanted to hit me with a broken billiard stick, I immediately removed my hand, marking it on his chest with pressure to make him grimace from the pain and bleed.

My eyes looked at the two again. I twirled the knife in the hand, weakened their guts, then walked slowly without switching for a second.

From the tail of my eyes I saw Gary start to get up and run down the stairs.

SREK'S! He fell down and screamed, now his legs have to bleed a lot because I threw a knife to his right calf and looked deep.

Without wasting any time, once two I finished off when they weren't on standby and looked at Gary behind them.

BRACKET!

One of the slumped wriggling, his spine might break after being hit hard into the pool table plus a deep tear in his stomach.

The rest of one, he retreated while holding his bloodstained waist.

"Who are you!"

With a swift step I strangled his neck with my right hand, his body stiffened as his breathing was almost exhausted.

"Aammmpuunn.." he said stammered.

I took off my grip, he fell down and immediately kowtowed to my shoes that had turned red.

"Puun.sorry.."

BRAK!!

He fell backwards because of the kick I firmly pulled out.

I stepped on his stomach, pressed the side that I had given a hole with my knife, made him scream and then fell back. He started to weaken.

I crouched down while turning the knife in my right hand.

"Your dirty hands dare touch me." Mumamku flat. He nodded, then I felt his body tremble violently.

"Aammpun.

I stood with one foot stepping on his chest and another stepping on his arm to make his right palm open.

"Ja-don't. aa-ampun.." she groaned.

Gary started moving with a frightened face. Many drops of blood flowed on his face. I let him run limped up the stairs and down.

My attention shifted again to the man below me.

"Aaaack!" His neck stiffened from the pain of the knife I threw into his palm on the floor. Until the knife stood perfectly.

She kept screaming, let alone my feet standing near her waist that I had once hollowed out. Her other hand touched my ankle that stepped on her hand.

Gary stepped back suddenly when I saw him scared looking down the stairs.

I silently watched her frightened movements, her breathing choked until her body shook violently.

"To-please. am-forgiveness.." She looked down at the stairs and then she retreated and looked back, looking at me with teary eyes.

I was flabbergasted, a man walked up casually even though I saw his right arm draining the blood of a knife.

"Hugo.." I murmured..