Chapter 461
The Greatest Man Alive
âMr. Evans, please help me!â Gerard yelled hysterically, as if Nathan was his last hope to live.
Nathan stood up slowly and looked at Crocodile.
Then, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a fake smile, âYou are the one that blew up my house, right?â
Crocodile came back to his senses and replied, âYou are Nathan? The one that protected Jessica?â
Nathan tilted his head and looked at Crocodile up and down, and his eyes sparkled. He was staying in Almonube Palace recently, and he liked the place.
However, Crocodile wasnât happy about it. The house was worth hundreds million dollars, and he didnât like Nathan staying there. Thus, as he saw Nathan, he had a sudden instinct to kill.
Haleâs expression shifted. âWhat are you doing? Why arenât you leaving with Mr. Hopp? You are no match for him! Just leave!â
Nathan reached out, patted Crocodile on the shoulder, and said, âLetâs settle the things between us once and for all. You blew up my house, and I want you dead. I think itâs not fair to me at all.â
Crocodile sneered. âI think you will find killing me is not that easy.â
Hale watched them anxiously. He knew Crocodile was stronger than him. Therefore, he was afraid that Nathan could be beaten to death by Crocodile if he didnât leave.
Gerard didnât know anything about fighting. He was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in front of Crocodile.
âIâm very angry!â Nathan looked at the crocodile and said firmly.
Crocodile was puzzled. âSo what?!â
Instead of replying, Nathan dashed to him all of a sudden.
Nathan was too fast, and it took Crocodile a second to react. Then, when he was ready to fight back, he saw Nathan coming at him with countless punches.
Are those the famous five moves from Taizu Fist? This guy wants to fight me with Taizu Fist?
Crocodile thought as he observed Nathanâs moves, and rage poured through him.
He was familiar with the Taizu Fist. Thus, he immediately responded and tried to dodge Nathan. But in the next moment, the other party suddenly inhaled and squatted down like a king sitting on his throne.
It was another move from Taizu Fist. Once he sat like that, almost no one could move him. But Nathan didnât use the moves from Taizu Fist. He just started to punch Crocodile fiercely without any rules.
What is he doing? Why are his punches so random?
Crocodile wondered.
He really couldnât understand the way Nathan fought. He used moves from Taizu Fist and then punched randomly!
However, what surprised him the most was Nathanâs strength. His fists were powerful along with the squatting, and from a distance, he looked like a king that had everything in control.
The sound of the fist swooshing through the air filled the room. Nathan held his breath and kept attacking.
Crocodile tried to block his attack while thinking.
He is just waving his fists randomly. With the squatting move, he wonât last a minute! I just have to wait patientlyâ¦
He had already planned how to defeat Nathan after he was exhausted. He decided to kill him quickly.
Hale became even more anxious as he watched them from the side. He felt that Nathan was brave, yet not wise enough. He thought Nathan was a typical dumb hunk.
However, half a minute passed, and Nathan didnât slow down at all. He was still punching Crocodile at full speed, making Crocodileâs blood surge.
How is it possible? How many punches did he throw at me? There must be two hundred!
Crocodile was stunned.
Nathanâs fists covered Crocodileâs body airtight, without even giving him a chance to catch his breath.
He wasnât tired at all, but Crocodile was worn out.
Crocodile wanted to dodge his fists, but Nathan didnât give him a chance. He would chase after Crocodile if he retreated. The punches never stopped, making it impossible for him to run away.
Nathanâs eyes filled with coldness, and his fists were constantly waving wildly. He threw one punch after another as if he was breaking through Crocodileâs defense with random punches.
With a loud sound, Nathan hit him.
Finally, the man nicknamed Mr. Crocodile could no longer bear Nathanâs punches and failed to block them.
He exclaimed, âWait, wait! You win!â
Nathan didnât want to listen to his remorse at that moment. He just wanted revenge.
Crocodileâs old face was covered with blood, and his nose was broken. Before he could react, Nathanâs fist landed on his eyes. With the sound of breaking bones, one of his eyes popped out of its socket with a stream of blood.
Crocodile tried his best to avoid Nathanâs fists and roll away, but he failed. Nathanâs fists fell on his stomach, making him lose control of his body for a second and lean against the wall.
Nathan didnât stop at all!
He took a step forward and waved his fists at Crocodile like bullets as if he was punching a sandbag.
Crocodileâs body leaned against the wall like he was suffering from an electric shock and twitched crazily. The bones of his entire upper body were almost crushed by the fists that Nathan had thrown.
Nathan exhaled with relief. He exhaled from his body core, retracted his punches, and backed away slightly.
Crocodileâs body immediately slumped against the wall, and the flesh and bones in his upper body looked like they had been run through by a train. He was lying on the ground like a melted ice cream, twisted and horrifying.
Hale was dumbfounded!
Is this man even human? Why can he fight with random fists for this long? Iâm blown away!
Hale murmured. He couldnât believe his eyes.
He had been watching them fight since the beginning. As someone with fighting skills, he knew Nathan was a master. He threw five to six hundred punches at the same strength. It was unbelievable.
Crocodile was not beaten to death by Nathanâs fighting skills or experience. He was beaten to death by Nathanâs powerful fists.
This was the most embarrassing battle for him. He failed to display his superb fighting skills, so he was forced to a dead end with Nathanâs fists and punches until he was exhausted and beaten to death.
âHow dare you blow up my house! This is what you deserve!â Nathan sneered coldly.
His fists were covered with blood. Then he swung his hands to let the blood drip down quickly, and his hands became clean and spotless again.
Hale swallowed hard, and for the first time, he was petrified by Nathan.
Crocodileâs corpse was beyond recognition. His legs were intact, but every bone and vital organ of his upper body was smashed into pieces. Not a single bone was intact, and the bone marrow flowed out from the breach.
âWhat are you still doing in a daze, Mr. Hopp? Call someone to deal with the body!â
âHale! Contact your people from Homeland Security now! Donât just stand there!â
Nathan ordered impatiently and then lay back on the camp bed.