"Julian Stone! You use an air purifier with three layers of filter, but have you ever thought about others? I will continue reporting you to the authorities! In fact, I'll keep at it until you end up in prison!"
A twisted smile spread out on Julian's face. "You'll send me to prison? Well, I guess I'll send you to hell first, then! Since you came looking for me yourself, don't even think of leaving now!"
Then, with a wave of his hand, he gave his orders. "Get him!"
Three of the buff men put their phones down. Aaron, who was around five feet and three inches tall with tanned skin and muscular arms, said to the other two, "I can't be bothered to deal with such trash. One of you can go ahead and get rid of him."
The remaining two men exchanged looks. Then, one of them with a gold chain around his neck and was about five feet and eleven inches tall stepped forward.
Matthew strode forward and blocked Kingston behind him. The man with the gold chain around his neck, Tim, sneered. "Are you about to accompany him to hell?"
Matthew stared at him wordlessly with a blank expression.
Tim continued contemptuously, "Do you know why they are reluctant to take action? We'll be taking lives whether we kill trained martial arts experts or trash
like you.
"The only difference is that it's infinitely more exhilarating for us to kill experts. Scum like you die before we even get any sort of action. There's no fun in it!"
Still, Matthew remained expressionless as he fixed his gaze on Tim.
Thinking that he'd scared Matthew into silence, Tim smiled cruelly. "But I'm different. I like killing useless scum like you. You are like ants. It takes minimal effort for me to crush you. It makes things easy for me."
At that, he reached out two fingers and charged at Matthew. He was using the Oculus Impairo move to blind Matthew.
Matthew was quick to react. With a high kick, he delivered a kick perfectly aimed at Tim's throat.
A bone-chilling crack sounded, and Tim was sent flying more than two yards away before crashing to the ground heavily. His cervical vertebrae were shattered, and only the skin surrounding his neck was left intact. It looked horrifying.
The entire room fell silent. Everyone was shocked by Matthew's move.
Then, Aaron said to the other man, "He was too careless to have been taken out by a sneak attack. This piece of trash is no match for you. You just gotta be more careful."
The other man nodded. "Of course, I know that he's no match for "
He hadn't even finished his sentence when a dark shadow flashed before him. A foot appeared out of nowhere, and the sound of bone cracking was heard again.
He was abruptly cut off as he collapsed to the ground clutching his throat. He had a look of confusion and disbelief in his eyes. He hadn't even been able to fathom how he'd been attacked.
When Aaron saw this, a grim expression came over him. He was confident that he was able to pull off a sneak attack like this too. He felt like he'd finally met a decent opponent.
Sensing the onset of a fierce battle coming, Aaron felt every cell within him coming alive. It had been a long time since he last met a skilled fighter. He could finally have a good fight.
"You've got some tricks up your sleeve. An opponent worthy of me indeed."
Matthew strode up to Aaron and said with murderous intent, "But you're not one worthy of me!"