The Thousand Mask Warrior

Officers

One Walanda army officer, three Javanese champions and two Malay soldiers appeared in front of Pratiwi, Lau Siufan and Yu. They stood up to the three people who were walking on the bank of a small river where usually Pratiwi practiced silat.

"You should come with us. Your job is done and you failed!" said the officer bule with a belt. But he stood behind the five natives who were making their faces as blighted as possible. The officer's clean white shirt reflected the sunlight. It seems he cleaned it painstakingly.

One of the Javanese champions advanced to approach Pratiwi, "You have sacrificed many people. All the members of the Hell Earth Needle have been killed, including your own twin grandfather, the couple of the Poet Baka."

Another colleague, a fellow Javanese champion, said, "Semarang is far beyond the authority of Betawi. You did have orders to destroy Betawi's enemies, but instead of doing so, you were busy with your own business, love affairs. Hmh!" the champion spits on the ground.

Pratiwi laughs, "Rear ..., sakang .... You are indeed a great warrior," muttered Pratiwi. This speech was actually addressed to Jayaseta.

Pratiwi then looked at the mob, "That means the person you are hunting is a powerful person, doesn't it?"

"As you know, your grandparents and members of the Hell Earth Needle were killed by the swordsman's friends, he himself went sailing to Tanjung Pura after first getting married in Semarang," reply one of the first Javanese officers to speak.

Yu and Lau Siufan simultaneously looked at Pratiwi who had the look on her face, surprisingly, did not show and describe any feelings.

Pratiwi then looked at Yu instead, "You know what would happen if I followed them?"

Yu looked back at the face of the girl he loved. Basically in his heart, Yu understood exactly what would happen to Pratiwi, but he was reluctant to say it.

"Betawi will punish me for death" continued Pratiwi slowly but clearly.

"No, Pratiwi. We can definitely do something to avoid that punishment," Yu replied immediately.

"Then you want me to be sentenced to life? I'd rather die!" pratiwi Balas. It was then that Pratiwi quickly turned around and before everyone knew what was happening, the girl had already pulled out the sword on the waist of one of the Javanese champions and chopped his head off.

Blood spurted along with the champion's screams that fell to the ground with a gaping wound on his head.

The officer pulled out the pis*tol at his waist, then retreated to set the firing range. Although it had been part of the training of a soldier at any moment, especially when facing the natives as a colony, still the actions of this warrior girl surprised him.

The rest of the champions and warriors obviously directly grab the horses. The sound of the sword blade and the cleaver escaping from its sheath sounded almost simultaneously.

Yu was instantly pulled back by Lau Siufan somewhat dodging from the combat distance.

"Bang*sat! Rather than us bothering to catch you, it's better that you just end up here!" this time the Malay warrior spoke. He also attacked Pratiwi first with a drawn machete.

Usually, in a state of war or official orders from the Walanda Betawi company, he and other soldiers will be equipped with long beds, spears, shields and swords of course. He regretted not bringing the equipment because he thought it was simply ordered to arrest one of the leaders of the Walanda mercenary group who had spent too much money and even added to the chaos.

He thought that this person was at most a kind of village champion who was a lot of behavior. He was shocked because all he wanted to catch was a young girl. It should be easier this job.

In fact, he had to risk his life to bring this man into the fortress to stand trial. Already one of his entourage was immediately killed on the spot. So, compared to he also had to experience the same thing, then he better kill the girl right now I don't know who the real woman is.

Pratiwi evaded two attacks across the Malay soldier. Indeed, he was still in a very bad physical condition, especially after his fight with Lau Siufan that forced him to use internal energy. But, after all, he was a warrior, who was without mercy anyway.

The Malay warrior attacks easily. Pratiwi was about to retaliate when one Malay soldier attacked. Pratiwi retreated and rolled back. The pain attacked his body from internal injuries. But Pratiwi was a stone-headed warrior, haughty as well as cruel. He forced his body to roar.

Pratiwi read out the arm of his last attacker. Although the Malay soldier managed to avoid, but Pratiwi continued with a stab so fast. His dagger moves when applied in sword moves, as well as steps to relieve the Pratiwi body, even without deep energy, remain very dangerous.

As a result, the tip of the curved sword pierced through the enemy's left hull. One more opponent down.

Pratiwi. Pel*or grazed his calf.

The Walanda officer had pulled out his gun and was now reloading it with bullets through his muzzle.

Yu immediately moved, wanting to help Pratiwi. But that's definitely impossible. Lau Siufan held him by tightly holding onto his arm. "Ko, we can't do anything."

"But Pratiwi could die! I can't let that girl die this way" Yu replied.

Yu's behavior is contrary to Pratiwi who laughs even when her slim calves shed blood. He even stood up casually as if he had just slipped.

The champions and soldiers surrounded him, knowing that the quarry was dangerous and that in an instant it had killed two of them, while now in a state of injury, it was time to finish him off.

But Pratiwi laughed like a madman. This makes the champions and soldiers become confused as well as more careful.

"I'm really lucky today. You came when I was not in perfect physical condition. If you fight me when I'm not hurt, then your death is worthless and meaningless. But right now I'm in a state of tremendous annoyance. This makes killing you guys such a fun thing. I'll enjoy every moment your life is off the body."

After speaking, Pratiwi's crazy face changed. His face became so dark. He watched everyone who swarmed him with weapons.

Pratiwi darted to one corner, he used a deceptive gesture. All the gangsters suspected that Pratiwi would attack one of them, but he unexpectedly jumped and threw his sword.

The Javanese warrior mimic sword floated fast and hit the hand of Walanda's bule officer who was filling the pelu*ru as fast as he could. Knowing that there was an object flying towards him, the bule tried to fend off. Unfortunately, two of his fingers were broken. His weapon fell to the ground along with a roar of pain.

The others were so surprised that Pratiwi's attack was aimed at their master, the Company, in retaliation for his shot at Pratiwi's calf.

After less than one breath, when all the attention was on the master and leader of the Pratiwi arresting troupe, the warrior woman had picked up a Malay warrior who was sprawled dead.

The steps of the Pratiwi's body lightened were used to perform a long half-spinning slash in a full circle. This attack is aimed at cutting all the loudspeakers.

Under ordinary circumstances, it was certain that Pratiwi could kill all the enemies in this long move. However, unfortunately, even though all the bullies were in a half-mind state, in a state of suffering internal injuries and in his calf, Pratiwi only managed to injure the shoulder of one Javanese champion, while the rest immediately retreated quickly.

This not only resulted in Pratiwi's attack escaping, but also his move becoming legible.

The sword attack and the opponent's machete shot towards Pratiwi.

Pratiwi was forced to retreat, roll back and fall as far as two spears. When he managed to stand up, two strokes simultaneously injured his neck and arms. Scratches of the two sharp weapons blades seem to be reaching the target in a moment.

It was too easy to see that Pratiwi was really struggling and was in a hurry to respond to this attack. Not to mention the Javanese champion who was injured on his shoulder was not bad enough to not continue the fight.

Their attacks made Pratiwi constantly avoid.

Yu's face hardened. Thoughts of worry fluttered within his head. His arm was still tightly grasped by Lau Siufan.

The cousin, Lau Siufan, feels that his brother is indeed being tormented by his feelings.

Lau Siufan became so troubled. He cares a lot about this Chinese man, although on the other hand he also feels annoyed because of the two men who are being enslaved romance.

He looked at Yu's face once more, then released a grip on his brother's arm. Lau Siufan walked quickly to the battlefield.