The Fragrant Wood Swordsman
pkh 08 part 4

It was impossible for him to interfere in the affairs of those others which were all caused by war so that each one defended his own chosen side.

Of course Keng Hong had left the hamlet to continue his journey if only he had not heard the loud snapping of the voice of the woman. The one who was fighting turned out to be a woman who was ganged up by a lot of men! Even though he did not care, but this attracted Keng Hong's attention so that it moved his heart to approach the battleground.

However, even if he saw a woman being crushed by dozens of men like that, he could not stay silent. His teacher would have cursed him if he could see that a woman had been snatched away by dozens of men!

After getting close to the place of the battle, he saw twelve men who were gnawing on a girl dressed in light blue. His heart became amazed. Not only amazed by the agility and beauty of the girl playing the sword served to shake a dozen men who were rough, strong and armed the machete, but especially to see a beautiful face, beautiful face, eyes that glowed like the eyes of a hong, a reddish-white face, a slim solid body, in short, a very beautiful girl!

What makes Keng Hong astonished and curious is that when he saw that there was no one who dared to approach, what else broke up a fight, what else broke up, even nearby houses and stalls have closed their doors in a hurry. It was seen by him that there were four large tall men who had collapsed covered in blood, also a young teenager sitting on the ground holding his shoulder that was injured by a stab.

The girl's swordsmanship was shrewd, but in the face of the twelve rough men's bragging, the girl became bothered as well. What's more, because the bullies are making rude and dirty words, with disgusting threats, making the girl more red-faced and more chaotic with her sword movements.

"He, man, don't get him hurt!"

"Don't make her pretty face deformed!"

"Let her run out of steam, will naturally give up on her own, ha-ha-ha!"

"Well, if his energy runs out, how can he serve us?"

"Don't worry, this mistress kang-ouw girl is strong, heh-heh-heh!"

"Tear up and take off all his clothes, give them to me first!"

"Me first!"

"Me first!"

"Eh, guys. Why fuss? Let him we catch first, then we hold a raffle who will enjoy it first!"

Keng Hong's face turned red once. He wanted to intervene to help, but he still did not know what his business was, and what caused them to fight. What if she directly helped the girl, was that fair her name? Who knows, it was this girl who was on the wrong side. He waited and looked attentively.

The blue-clothed girl was getting tired. Her movements grew slower and as the three machets simultaneously parried her sword with a rough exertions, the girl screamed, her sword flung and her body staggered backwards. Many hands grabbed him and...

"Brett.. aihhhh...!!" some of his clothes were torn following his underwear so that the neck, shoulders and part of the left chest were smooth white like milk.

Once caught he had gripped two men at the nape of his neck and as if throwing dry grass, he threw the two men behind him until they bounced and were thrown four meters away, slammed and rolled. He did not stop there, his accomplices moved again and the four men were thrown away and fell awake!

The other four quickly turned over and the cleaver in their hands snatched. However, they are just a group of rude people who rely on courage, brute strength and cleaver. As soon as Keng Hong moved his hand, the wind thrusting the hand made the six braggarts stagger backwards.

The two people who seemed to be their leaders became curious then shouted loudly and lunged forward again with their cleaver. But Keng Hong got ahead of them, robbing loudly until a sound was heard.

"Crek-cracks!"

This voice appeared when Keng Hong's hands met their wrists which had become broken bones. They grimaced in pain and jumped back, not daring to go forward anymore.

"It still doesn't leave here?!" Keng Hong rebuked, looking at his piercing sharp eyes.

The twelve did not dare to dabble again, they then went to bring the injured friends. It turned out that there were all sixteen of them, of which four had been knocked down by the beautiful girl.

After they all fled, Keng Hong turned his head and saw the girl was helping the teenage boy who had injured his shoulder. He heard the girl's delicate voice, "How's it, my sister? Worse wounds?"

The teenager bit his lips and shook his head. "I think his bones are broken... Cici, let's just thank you..."

The blue-clothed girl seemed like she had just remembered, Quickly she turned her body against Keng Hong who was standing looking at them, then she dropped to her knees while saying, Quickly she turned her body to face Keng Hong who was standing looking at them, then she dropped down on her knees while saying,

"I'm Sim Ciang Bi with my sister Sim Lai Sek thank you for the help of Taihiap (Big Swordsman) who saved our lives."

Two kinds of feelings filled Keng Hong's heart hearing those words. He's called taiiap! He felt proud and also careless. Of course this girl considers him a high-scientific swordsman because in a flash alone able to drive out the twelve men were rude earlier. Even if using silat, without the extraordinary energy of the sinkang, not necessarily he won more cunningly than the girl herself. Proud of the sweet and tiny mouth called it taijiap, but embarrassed and embarrassed because he himself felt very inappropriate to be called a great swordsman.

"Ah, please don't hesitate, get up, Miss," he said as he lifted the girl up.

When both of his palms touched the shoulder, a soft warm air flowed out from the delicate flesh of the base of the arm. Then the heart pounded Keng Hong, what else when his eyes met with a part of the bare chest. Look at his eyes as if attached to the feet and hillside of the white chest smooth.

"Cici..your clothes...!" The teenager warned his great-grandson who was looking at Keng Hong's face.

The girl groaned slowly and her face became red once. Keng Hong quickly took off his robe and slid this robe on the body of the girl who looked at him with grateful eyes.