Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 84
The bus conductor quickly dipped the bunch of
money he held into his pocket, and he attacked
Brainbox.
Bigie attacked one of the guys with the bottle.
Lucky enough, the person he attacked was with a
bottle that had not been broken.
“gboooooooaaaaaar!!” Another guy smashed the
bottle he held making my heartbeat read 30beats
per second. And that was the guy i was supposed
to attack.
In Taekwondo martial Art, we were taught by our
Sabonim that if we want to disarm a person with a
weapon, we should sway to different directions
swiftly, that if we notice the person’s vision
becomes unsteady, we could easily collect the
weapon, smartly though.
In Pidgin to sway that way is called “Turn-turn
corner, Aeroplane corner”.
That was what i started doing and it seemed it
was working. I did that keeping my guard.
“come fight na, you dey fear?” The guy said.
“you come na, you dey fear?” I replied.
The more he came closer to me, the more i swayed
to different directions of the ring.
Ring i said because our Sabonim once told us that
we should assume every fighting spot as a Ring.
The theory of the Great Mohammed Ali in his
vibrant years was; “if you don’t come to me, i will
not come to you, but if you come to me, i will sting
you”. I was waiting for him to come and recieve a
sting.
Ali’s famous cliche goes; “I Float like a Butterfly
and sting like a Bee”. That was exactly what i did,
or rather in my case, “I Flow like a Butterfly and
sting like a Bee”.
So i stung him like a Bee with a punch to his chin,
that was after i had kicked the bottle off his
hand.
I lost focus in the fight and it almost cost me a
serious dental harm.
Omoh mehn! The guy let out a punch to my mouth,
that i thought i had lost my 32 teeth.
The next punch came to my right eye that i saw
birds flew round my head.
That punch brought me back to seriousness, that i
in all seriousness replied him.
I continued with my swaying trick, and my next
target was his d’ick. In a movie i watched, one of
actors said and i quote; “Don’t go for the Jugular,
go for the D’ick”.
I sent a punch to his Solar plexus and continued
swaying and shuffling. He sent one that couldn’t
get me.
I was so focused on my target that i never saw
him sent a heavy punch to my chest. It was as if a
50kg bag of Rice landed on my chest. My Heart
unplugged from it’s axis. I heard something
p’umping in my stomach.
“abi my heart don fall for my belle?” I asked
myself.
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