
Samurai Mats - 44
This means the killing of three Kempetai men in his village
when going to arrest Salim son of Imam from the mosque has not been set ahui Japan.
Perhaps the three Japanese were thought to have fled or simply vanished.
No one thought he was killed. It also means that
the Japanese-Japanese death in Siti's coffee shop in Tabing village was still there
it was thought because they were fighting each other. Just as planned.
And it also means that this Kempetai has not yet learned that who kills
The Japanese in the Lundang brothel was a native. Si
Bungsu became rather peaceful. Just keep her safe for a while. Now stay only
how to escape from this wretched Babah house.
”Hei monkey, answer. Do you mean to fix my house?”
Babah was cursing. Bungsu's face turned red. In his own country there is
The Chinese call him a monkey. There was a Chinese for decades
well received by his people, received in the midst of association and seeking
eat on the earth of his land and live safely for decades, brave
cursing himself. Cussing on the country where he lives with the name
monkey!
How fuck. He looked Babah in the eye. And that was the officer who was
enter the room of Amoy the son of Babah, appear at the door. He heard the screams,
and quickly finish the game. Then put on your pants and clothes. The Amoy
he left a tired tumble on the floor.
”What's up ..?” ask the officer named Ichi to Babah.
Babah tells about the Bungsu who stalked his house. The officer
looking at the Bungsu.
”Force him to talk. Maybe he came along when he stole a gun at the Fort
Gadang first ..” Ichi said as he walked to the corner of the room picking up a drink.
”Talk ..!”
Babah said to the Bungsu. This time his hand moved. Take the dice ore
an. Put it between his thumb and right index finger. Then
”firing” dice it towards the Bungsu.
Unable to arrest, the Bungsu suffocated. The dice's ore hit the leaf
his ears are torn. Blood comes out of there. But the youngest could not
movin' in. Because the four bayonets are still pressing on his chest and neck. Be able
imagine how high Babah's knowledge is. Just a subtle flick, though,
the dice can break the Bungsu's ear. Not only high-level, but
and sadistic heart!
Babah with a cold tone.
”I'm looking for Saburo ”.
Finally the young man said honestly.
”Saburo .?”
”Ya ..”
”Tai-i Saburo Matsuyama?”
”Ya”.
”What are you looking for? ”
”There are issues I need to resolve ”
”What questions?” ”That's my business ..”
Hearing this answer, the fat babah took back a grain of dice. Then
back he put it between his thumb and index finger. Then he sent
towards the Bungsu. Back the youngest is strangled.
Actually he's been trying to endure the pain. He gritted his teeth.
But the dice hit his forehead. But the fat Babah is not playing.
The dice grazed the bungsu's forehead in such a way. First the dice
pinching the bungsu's forehead. The pain is not playing, then darting tore the skin
his forehead is towards the back. His skin had been torn four fingers. Bloods
chalk.
The fat Babah laughed with a grin. So did Baribeh and Juling. Water
the youngest's eyes seeped on his cheeks. She's not crying. But those tears are
tears endure pain. He cussed at himself who easily went inside
trap these sadists. The Bungsu swore that he would
retaliating, then this fat Babah was the first person who was the most despicable of him
do. He's gonna chop his fat belly up. He swore to
that's. His determination to live is burning.
”Well, stagger. Say for what you are looking for ***-i Saburo ..!” Chinese Word
that fatty. The Bungsu wiped away his blood. Removing blood from the leaves
his ears are torn. Pain and pain from both wounds
jerking.
”How will I talk if my neck and chest are pressed like this?” Said
try to find an opportunity. He hoped that with his words it was a bayonet
pressed to his neck and chest will be pulled. If only he had a chance
a little bit, he could roll over with a squirrel jump into the back snatching
samurais.