Chapter 193

Leave an arm?

Alexander stopped in his tracks. He chuckled.

“Yaser, you joined the mixed martial arts club in college, yes?” He handed the lady to Yaser and looked at the

thugs, smiling. “Since you like mixed martial arts, I'll take this chance to teach you a few moves.”

Alexander then struck.

No one in the bar could see Alexander’s movements. It was also a blur to Yaser. In one short second,

Alexander had struck five times.

The thugs could not even react in time. All they saw was a blur and they dropped to the ground.

Two of them fell to the floor. Two of them had their arms broken. The last one was flung away by Alexander

and landed two meters away, passing out immediately.

It might seem like lightning speed to everyone, but Alexander deliberately slowed down his speed to show

Yaser. Otherwise, no one would be able to see anything at all.

Everyone gasped as they looked at Alexander in bewilderment. Their mouths gaped open.

How strong! If they had not seen this themselves, they would not have believed that someone had taken down

five guys in just a short second. He was not even out of breath. He was clearly not using his full power!

“Yaser, time to go.” Alexander did not even look at the crowd and waved at Yaser. “Hold onto her. Don’t let her

fall.”

“Oh, okay!” Yaser came to his senses. He helped the lady and followed Alexander out of the bar.

“I dare you to stand right there!” One of the thugs on the ground tried to fish his phone out. He yelled hysterically at Alexander,

“We're McDawg’s men! If you dare to hit us, you’re basically picking a fight with McDawg! I dare you to stay right there and see

how he deals with you!”

McDawg?

The underground forces of Ol’ Mare were under George’s control entirely. All few hundred forces had been

reported to Alexander. There was no McDawg.

“Is there such a person in Ol’ Mare?” Alexander stopped walking and looked at the thugs. He led Yaser back to his seat and

smiled. “Sure. I'll wait here. Let's see who this McDawg is.”

“Alex”

Yaser hesitated a little. He knew that Alexander could fight. He could fight even a dozen people on his

own, but who knew how many men McDawg had?

What if he led a huge group of men over? Alexander would not stand a chance.

“Don't worry.” Alexander smiled, assuring Yaser. He waved at the bartender. “Please make some honey water

to sober up this lady.”

The bartender did not even dare to come over. The other patrons were fighting to pay their bills, not daring to stay longer and get

caught in the chaos.

Waiting around for McDawg was a death sentence on its own. Why was this troublemaker still staying? He could have made an

escape! Was he actually going to wait for McDawg to come? He might be brave enough to wait, but they were not. If McDawg

got furious, they would get hurt!

In less than three minutes, the entire bar was empty. A few glass tables had been knocked over. There were

glass shards everywhere.

“S-Sir, your honey water.” A waiter brought the ordered honey water and shakily added, “Once you drink the honey water, just

leave. You can’t mess with McDawg. He’s ruthless! He’ll never let you go!”

“It's fine.” Alexander accepted the honey water and smiled. “I-*

Bang!

Someone kicked down the glass door of the pub. A man with a scar on his face led over 20 men into the bar.

He had a machete in his hand. He swept a gaze around the bar, finally landing on Alexander. He sneered.

“You're the one who touched my men? Well, boy, how do you want to die?”