TIKAM SAMURAI'S

TIKAM SAMURAI'S
Episode 90's



Samurai Mats - 90


“Alright, I want to try taking your samuraimu buyung. And


don't cry if you can snatch it. .”


After saying this the man left his seat. But he was intercepted


by Datuk Penghulu.


“Saballah. As a leader, you have to be patient. The young man did not


jokingly mentioning that dozens of Japanese have died in the eyes of his samurai.


You'll be in vain to snatch his samurai. .”


Datuk Penghulu actually means well. Want to spread and avoid


bloodshed among your fellow crew. But the ban was considered


as a bully by the man. He tapped his hand that was being held


by Datuk Penghulu. Grandfather Penghulu knew, as did the other men within


the room, that this one guy is quite full. He is also a teacher


silat and teacher of the inner sciences. Now he stands two fathoms in front of the Bungsu.


“Well, you hand over either the wretched samurai or the kurampas from


your hand. Which one did you choose. .?”


Everyone present stared tensely. Datuk Penghulu itself became all-round


wrongful. He just stared right at the Bungsu.


“I don't think there's any harm in you taking this wretched samurai .” the Bungsu


he said while his hands moved. A very fast movement. Male


that, and the men who were in that special meeting room, just looked


a white light. It comes up from inside the samurai holster and goes back into the sheath


that samurai. It's only about four seconds. When it sounds ‘trak’


then the samurai went back into the scabbard.


“Take. . .,” says the Bungsu connect his words.


But the man stood up in shock. His face turned deathly pale. Him


wearing a shirt. The four buttons on the shirt were broken and fell


to floor. Not only up there, exactly about the heart of the shirt


cut two from right to left and two from left to right. But not a single scratch


his skin was touched by the tip of the samurai. So fast, so fast, so fast,


and so trained the youth movement.


The man turned pale. Because if only the young man wanted to, then his body


must have broken up a few pieces. He licked his lips which immediately became


dry. The Bungsu smiled faintly. His face was hard. Eyes shiny.


“I told you already, we have nothing to do. Remember that well. I don't


i. . .” Said the young man slowly. Then he turned to Datuk Penghulu.


“I'm waiting for Datuk sir outside. I don't think this meeting is for someone like


i,”


He then nodded in respect to everyone. Then turn around and


walk calmly out. Some of the men were still sitting in their seats


suddenly breathing was relieved. They were on wiping the sweat that somehow flowed


only in their faces. Incredible, really amazing the guy that was


meeting up said slowly. The man whose clothes and


his clothes were torn apart, slowly returning to his seat.


“Ya. I was lucky to know for sure. . .,”


he said while sitting.


“But the experiment was very dangerous. . . .,” in yellow said.


“Once again no one wants to carry out the plan. . . .,” he defends


selves.


“I myself am sure the young man will be able to control himself. But still


just sweat soaked my body. . . .,” Tell the other one.


Datuk Penghulu was astonished to hear the talk of his friends. And


the one leading the meeting knew his astonishment. He then said:


“This is all a charade. The grandfather and the young man were invited here


for a proof. It's been spread from mouth to mouth, from whisper to


whispered, that there was a mighty young man, the son of Minang who rose up


demanding revenge for the death of his family, he used samurai as his


his gun. The supreme leader told us to check the truth. And


the news finally came that Datuk's son and wife perished at Kempetai.


We mourn that event. Today, we want to express our condolences


that's. But please forgive, we can't help but prove it


to the point where the young man's greatness uses his samurai. We thought


great, as good as people tell. Today we prove that


his prowess far surpassed that of the crowd. . .”


Datuk Penghulu is still amazed. The one in yellow, that is


supervise Pasaman sector talk anyway, “We all need young people like


hers. Just imagine the results we would achieve if there were ten such people


hers. Ten young men with such skills. Ah ...” the man did not stop


his speech.