The Culun Psychopath

CHAPTER 19

The uneasiness that Erik was feeling at this moment. Slowly, he opened his eyes. The situation is still gathering.

"Wake up ?"

Erik's sense of hearing caught a familiar male voice. He slightly shook his head in order for his consciousness to fully awaken.

Erik looked around. "Isn't this my room ?"

Erik tried to remember the last thing that had happened before. A few seconds later, he remembered. Suddenly the electricity went out, then he fell unconscious after getting a hard blow on the nape of his neck.

Erik wanted to stand up, but could not. It turned out that both his hands and both of his feet were tied to raffia's rope. Although raffia, but the bond is very close.

Erik was surprised, sitting on a wooden chair that came out of nowhere. Clearly, now he was tied to a wooden chair inside his room.

"Suuttt.ttt....! Relax, don't panic."

Erik turned to look towards the source of the voice. He looked up at the figure of a man who was very familiar to him.

Hmp...!! Hmp...!!

Erik scrunched his forehead, but he wanted to confess his mutiara words. But his voice did not come out, and his mouth was tightly shut.

A few seconds later, Erik realized that his mouth was covered with duct tape. Erik stared angrily, he was eager to finish off the figure of Jonathan standing in front of him.

But there was another figure that surprised him. He saw also the figure of Sandi who stood behind Jonathan. Sandi just put on her flat face.

"Hmp..!! Hmp..!!

"What kind of sight is this ? Was he on his side and betraying me, Riki, and the others ?" asked Erik in his heart.

Jonathan approached Erik. He squatted in front of the man. "You're talking the obvious."

Erik's breath is hunting. It was so bad to hit Jonathan in the face. But what power, the raffia bond that binds both hands and both feet is very tight.

Jonathan turned his head slightly, he glanced towards Sandi who was standing behind him. "Sandi, give me your matchstick ?"

Erik scrunched his forehead. "Fire Scrap ?"

With great force, Sandi gave her gas match to Jonathan. Jonathan took it, and he kept it in his pants pocket. Jonathan looked at Erik with his smile.

"We're just going straight. You want to be on Riki's side, or on my side ?" jonathan asked while raising his next eyebrow with a smile.

Erik did not reply, but his eyes were slightly moved, as if giving a code. Jonathan could see that, and he understood. Jonathan directly rolled his body to the side.

BUGH !!

Who initially wanted to hit Jonathan on the head, but Erik's face was hit by Sandi. Erik, who was still tied to his wooden chair, fell back.

Jonathan chuckled at her. He had guessed that Sandi would one day attack him from behind.

Jonathan stood up, Sandi also stood firmly in front of him. Jonathan just smiled. "It seems like you can't help your frustration with me huh ?"

"Don't get me wrong, I can betray my friends. But I can also betray you" Sandi said.

Jonathan nodded his head, holding his chin. He really looks relaxed. "yes too. Then you want to finish me off ?"

BUGH !!

Sandi stood in front of him. "Just one punch, fainted. I could be scared of this geeky kid. He was not good at fighting at all. Why not from yesterday I just beat him if he knows he can not defend himself. He only dares to cheat."

Sandi walked closer to Erik who had been struggling to escape. Sandi confirmed the position of Erik who fell. "Sorry Erik, I didn't mean it."

Erik was still tied, and his mouth was still duct tape just rolling his eyeballs. Sandi tries to untie the raffia rope that remembers Erik.

Erik looked up at the figure that was already standing behind Sandi's body. "Hmp...!! Hm...!!"

Sandi scrunched her forehead. "Why are you ?"

JIL !!

"Agrrhhh !!" suddenly Sandi shouted.

His back was pierced by a knife. Sandi grimaced in pain, she knelt on the floor, then she looked back, it was Jonathan who stabbed her. The knife hasn't been pulled, and it's still on his back

It turns out that Jonathan only pretended to faint after getting a blow from Sandi.

"Since when, he's got a knife ?" inner Password.

Sandi doesn't know Jonathan has a knife. Because when he left for Erik's house, Jonathan did not bring any weapons.

But he recalled, when he and Jonathan moved Erik's body when he collapsed into the room, Jonathan went to the kitchen on the grounds that he wanted to drink because he was thirsty.

Sandi concluded, meaning that when Jonathan went to the kitchen, he not only drank, but he also took a kitchen knife. Even without his knowledge.

Sandi smiled mockingly while grimacing in pain. "You only dared to stab me in the back, you're really sneaky."

Jonathan did not answer, he kicked Sandi's back. Sandi fell on the floor. Jonathan sat on Sandi's back. Then he pulled out his knife.

His blood came out so hard from his back. Sandi grimaced in pain, her strength weakened, probably because her blood was quite a lot coming out of her stab wound.

Jonathan, who was sitting on Sandi's back, chuckled, then calmly and leisurely, he said. "Basically, I do not master things that smell about martial techniques like you. If anyone says that I'm a cunning human being ? I'm just answering, right. Whatever I will do so that I can win against my enemies. Even if I have to kill him."

Yep, in his previous life, he was indeed not good at martial techniques and such. He only defeats the enemy in his own way.

Everything around him was his weapon. Whether from sand, soil, stone, clothes, belts, backpacks, books, jackets, kitchen utensils and others, all of them are his weapons.

Despite being said to be cheating by his opponent, he never cared. Most importantly, he won. He will do anything and does not hesitate to finish off his enemies.

JEREB...!! JEREB...!! JEREB...!!

"Aaagggrrrrhhh, stop !!"

Sandi yells Pain. Jonathan ignored him. Jonathan kept stabbing her many times. There may have been 10 punctures that Sandi got.

.....

Jonathan has stopped his activities. Sandi's voice was inaudible, exactly he died. Jonathan stood up from his seat. Then he looked at the man who was still sitting tied up in his wooden chair

Erik's body was trembling. He was afraid, yes the feeling now that he felt right now was fear not play.

Jonathan looked at Erik with his flat face. Jonathan's hand took the match from his pants pocket. Then he lit it.

Erik just thrashed. "Hmp..!! Hm...!!"