The two groups quickly started a vicious fight.
Nathan stood aside and watched them calmly.
Philip snickered at Nathan, "They are soldiers, so there is no point for me to join their fight. However, you don't seem like a soldier!"
Nathan looked at Philip and asked coolly, "What do you mean?"
Philip sniggered with a half-smile, "This means that while I may not be able to take action on them, I can do so on you."
He then shouted loudly, "Come and take down this guy and break his legs, so that we can begin to avenge Mr. William."
"Yes, Sir!"
Immediately, two muscular men pounced on Nathan.
Nathan snorted, "Seeking death, huh?”
Bang, bang!
The two men were immediately sent flying in the air by Nathan's kicks.
Philip widened his eyes. "You have some skill, I see. Men, together! He may be able to beat two opponents, but I don't believe that he can beat twenty of you!”
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The men in black all roared and dashed furiously towards Nathan like a pack of wolves.
Instead of avoiding them, Nathan welcomed them with open arms.
At lightning speed, he crashed into one of his opponents.
Bang!
As if he were hit by a huge beast, the opponent let out a hair-raising wail before flying through the air.
Every step Nathan took was filled with electric agility and explosive speed.
Every single one of his moves sent the men flying.
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