The Gold urn Changed my Destiny

Professors

After a little chat with Asrul and his grandson, Qiram returned to his place, where Jekcy had been waiting and watching them since.

“Do you know that Mr?” ask Jecky full of probes.

“No. Just met today, I think he's my father's friend, apparently I'm wrong people.” boasting Qiram.

“Oh..” Jecky was still staring at the activities of Asrul who ate the street food across there with his grandson.

“Why does Master look at him that way? Does Master know?” ask Qiram.

“Not really. But, how much better, you stay away from the Professor. He is not as soft and innocent as it looks.” said Jecky, his eyes still staring sharply at Asrul.

“The grandfather, Professor?” ask Qiram.

He frowned. ‘Life ago, he was just an antique buyer. What is his real status, he is a professor? Is my past life also related to teachers? Teacher looks furious staring at him.’ muttered Qiram.

‘Mungikin only, because the teacher is a gift given a golden jar to me. Means teacher also has a relationship with my life in the past.’ Qiram was still deep in thought.

“Yes, you could say so. He's a Professor Historian. Researcher of rare, antique and unique items. I hope, you keep your distance, even do not talk to him for more than 10 minutes, Mr.” explained Jecky.

Qiram looked at Jecky seriously. “Do teachers have a grudge with him?”

“Can be said yes, can be said no. Sir, I just hope, you will be fine.” said Jecky, then he turned to look at the baby Prince, stroking his face full of affection.

“Prince, you want that too, right?” ask Jecky about the little baby.

“Meong! Meow!” Even Gippong who said and puffed his head into the hands of Qiram.

Still chatting, but their chatter stopped when they saw the commotion from a distance. Some people ran to save themselves. Some fought back, but were beaten to unconsciousness.

“What is it, Master?” ask Qiram.

“Come, we go first! There's Prince and Gippong with us. We'll have trouble, Mister!” bring Qiram. They prepared to leave, heading towards their parked car.

“Stop!” yell at one of them. However, Jecky and Qiram did not heed, they continued to rush away.

“Brengseek! Do you want to die, huh?! How dare you ignore the Boss' orders!” exclaiming one of them, he immediately pulled out his machete.

Wush! The wind blows on Qiram's earlobe. Almost, the machete hit his head. Fortunately, Jecky deftly pulled Qiram.

“Young Master, get Prince and Gippong in the car. I'll hold them, quick!” pinta Jecky's.

Qiram carried the Prince and Gippong, then ran towards the car. “You wild dogs who do not obey their masters, feel this!” I heard the meaning of that man.

Two cleaver ready to use in his hand to hurt Jecky with his bare hands without a weapon. Several other friends grew more and more and gathered around Jecky. They all had guns, knives, machetes, cleavers, wood, beams and others.

Qiram put Prince and Gippong in the car. “Gippong, please take care of the Prince!” his orders were on the black cat.

“Meong!” saith.

Qiram picked up the baton located in the car seat, then locked the car, walking towards Jekcy who had been surrounded and ganged up.

“God ... This is my real life, no matter how evasive and evasive I may be, I will be reunited with these evil thugs. So this time, I will fight back, help me become strong! Aaaaa..!” Qiram ran with his baton, hitting the horde of thugs recklessly.

“Teacher, survive!” loud shouting.

The truck! Qiram's truncheon collides with the beam of one of the thugs. “I must be strong!” he said he encouraged himself. Although in his heart, he thought that retreating was weak, advancing was losing. At least he tried.

Tang! Tang! The sound of a machete clashing with a machete, Jecky had already snatched the weapon of one of the thugs.

“Hiyaa!” Jecky kicked with a half-meter jump, making the body of the thug he kicked fly far 5 meters from its original place.

“Woah!” Unintentionally, Qiram gaped, clucking in admiration at Jecky.

“You can still pay attention around you, when your life is already in my hands.” There was a wicked smile from one of the thugs who had put his machete right around Qiram's neck.

“Stop!” his yell. He threatened Jecky to stop hitting his other friend by showing Qiram's neck affixed by a machete ready to hurt him.

Jecky stop. He dropped the machete he was holding and raised his hand to the top of his head.

“Now, let's negotiate!” say that thug.

“What will we negotiate?” jecky asked, his eyes staring in full search, looking for a gap in order to save Qiram.

“It seems we were mistaken, thinking you were part of Asrul. Unexpectedly, you guys are great too.” he praised. “In exchange for our carelessness, how about you guys join our group?” bring the thugs.

Jecky was silent.

“Ula Tinanggang group is a big group, we can master this area, you guys will have a lot of money and women for fun.” obviously thugs it, Jecky and Qiram are still quietly listening. “See, this sigendut can get close and chat with Asrul, what if you guys become the Professor's spy? Easy 'right?”

Jecky blinked his right eye three times, moving his left cheek 2 times. Qiram replied by winking three times.

“What if we don't want?” answer Jekcy.

“You will lose and regret.” threaten that thug.

“Cih! You guys are wrong people, we have a lot of money and women, no need to work as subordinates of anyone.” reply Jecky sneered. Then blink an eye.

“Siala-aaakhh!!” yell at the thug. Before he could finish his words, the little knife Jekcy had tucked in his hand he threw and stuck it in the man's eyes. Right after the knife was thrown, Qiram ducked to the right.

As fast as lightning, Jecky had been in front, swiping the thug's neck skin slightly, threatening him. “I can break your neck this second too. We are not subordinates of anyone, no one can rule us.” Threat Jecky.

“Tu-wait!” the man stuttered. She's anxious. Seeing how expert Jecky is, he sure can't beat him, especially with one eye injured by a knife just now.

“We can talk well swordsman..” shrewd thug, he began to be frightened as the machete slowly continued to stick to the skin of his neck giving wounds and bleeding.

“Happy Master, you have one bravery with initial strength, you are entitled to have 10 million rupiahs. You have defeated 10 enemies from 30 enemies, leaving them lightly and moderately wounded. You are entitled to have 150 million rupiah.”

‘Saldo You Rp. 320.526.000,00.’

“Uhuk! Uhuk!” Qiram choked on his own saliva when he heard the notification and saw the amount of his salt. Her eyes widened.

“Young Master?!” exclaim Jecky anxious.

“Aaakh!” the thug squealed in pain, anxious, Jecky accidentally swiped the machete a little strongly.

“If you don't want to die, go!” Jecky pushed the thug.

His subordinate immediately carried the thug by covering the neck that had begun to spur blood.