Chapter 27 Penny was highly strung. She paused to form a proper argument.
Nathan helped her out, âYou claim to be the residents, yet most of them have already signed the contracts. Do you really live here?â
Penny was just as suspicious, âRight! Let me register your I.D.âs. I can negotiate with the Demolition Office on your behalf. How about that?â
Dogbreathâs eyes darted before he let out a sneer, âThereâs no way weâd let you have our personal information. Who knows what youâll do with it?â
He then turned to Bob menacingly âLet me make myself extremely clear here. Do you see our weapons? They are not just for looks. So, donât even think about going forward with this. Or else-â
Penny was so infuriated that she was speechless for a moment.
So, Nathan proceeded, âI suggest that you use that thug threat on someone else.â
Dogbreath inspected Nathan then let out a disrespectful huff, âWho are you to tell me that? I see that youâre eager to be your bossâ hero. But you know, we rule Channingâs West City.â He waved his hand, âYou, break his legs! Someone can use a good lesson!â
A beefy man, Osborn came to the foreground with an iron bar in his hand. He darted towards Nathan like a lion preying its victim.
Penny warned, âWatch out!â
Nathan reacted the same time Penny yelled. He kicked his leg high, and a loud smack followed.
Osbornâs head was spun to the side, as a broken tooth flew out along with some blood.
His chunky body collapsed.
It was a knockout blow.
Everyone was staggered to see Nathan crushed the hundred and fifty kilogram Osborn with ease.
Before Dogbreath knew it, Nathan had come to him, striking his face.
Smack!
Disoriented, Dogbreath stumbled as he made a whirl. His cheek swelled up, and he eventually hit the dirt.
Nathan took a step further and placed his foot on Dogbreathâs chest.
Dogbreath was a solidly built man. However, he was unable to resist Nathanâs strong pressure. His rib cage sounded like it was cracking.
Dogbreath looked like a helpless fish at the shore. He opened his mouth widely, but he could not bring himself to make a sound.
The look on his face made it apparent that he was in agony.
Nathan looked down indifferently, âSo you rule West City, huh? Iâm sorry to break the news, but youâre nothing to me.â
Dogbreath was terrified that his rib cage could break at any moment.
With all his might, he squeezed out an order, âGuys... move it... kill him!â
The thugs finally snapped back from their state of shock.
âHow dare he hit our boss? Letâs go!â
They all came after Nathan frantically to circle him.
Nathan let out a cold snort as if it was childâs play. After telling Penny and Bob to back up, he walked up to meet them.
Bang!
Nathan initiated his attack by thumping on a thugâs chest.
The thug appeared as if he was hit by a train. His body shot back, but the blood from his mouth traveled in the opposite direction.
Whoosh!
An iron bar aimed for Nathanâs head.
Yet, Nathan was moving like lightning. He gripped the bar with his left hand and punched the manâs chin with his right.
It sounded like bones were fractured. The man wailed and dropped to the ground.
Nathan then took the iron bar from him and used it to block three machetes. In a swift moment, he threw a flying kick towards their heads. The impact lifted them off the ground.
No matter how big Dogbreathâs gang was, Nathan was not intimidated. None of the men could manage to come close to Nathan.
Nathan took them down swimmingly with grace and sophistication.
This was his dance and the opponentsâ shrieks were his music.
No one was on a par with him.
In less than two minutes, thirty-something injured bodies were on the floor. Whines and groans filled the air.
The construction workers, pedestrians, and Penny were filled with amazement and disbelief.
Dogbreath wiggled his body in an attempt to stand up, but Nathan approached him.
Dogbreathâs gaze traveled from the iron bar to Nathanâs apathetic face.
A deep sense of fear arose when his eyes met Nathanâs. In a trembling voice, he bluffed, âHey... what do you think youâre doing?
Iâm Big Brother Dracoâs man. If anything happens to me, he will make you pay for it!â