Clown!
Yann's eyes bulged with rage at Nathan's words.
Scout is the military advisor of numerous nations, as well as the chairman of Beacon Security. Yann had been on the battlefield by his side for years. The name Bugbear strikes fear into the hearts of countless men.And Nathan had the cheek to call him a clown?
Yann's anger was only momentary. Pacing himself, he smiled at Nathan. “God of War of Eurasia indeed! Even the way you talk is brash "
“Tonight we shall see if the title of God of War is well-deserved.”
Yann strolled towards Nathan.
Colin and the Elite Eight made signs to stop him, but Nathan said, “Don't need, let him come.”
Nathan had been furious since the earliest days of the Daviers' interferences and threats at his family.
He intended to personally punish any Davier or their men to vent his frustration.
Without warning other than a smile, Vann lurched forward, putting all his weight and power between a fist aimed at Nathan's chest.
The velocity and strength of this single punch were absolute. Vann had no doubt that it will find its mark.
However, at the split second before his fist made contact, Nathan raised his left hand and caught Vann by the wrist.
Yann's fist was subdued as quickly as it had attempted to strike.
Yann's eyes widened in disbelief. He gazed wordlessly at Nathan, who said, “You have some skill, but that doesn't mean you should abuse it. Who gave you the guts to disrespect my family?”
Yann's men were enraged. “Let go of Mr. Quade!” they shouted at Nathan.
They pounced at Nathan but Colin and the Elite Eight were quicker. They leaped forward to intercept Yann's men.
The crash and thunder of battle filled the diner.
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