Crash!
Fabian's body crashed into the wall outside of the room, the momentum of the collision creating spiderweb-like cracks in the wall.
After that, he slid onto the floor slowly, his skin making horrendous screeching noises along the walls.
There was a giant crater in his chest and blood frothing from his mouth. When his backside touched the ground, his head fell to the side limply.
He's dead!
Nathan had gotten rid of a man who gravely injured the all-rounded fighter Yancy!
Everyone's eyes were trained on Nathan, some in shock, some in awe, and some in fear.
However, Nathan himself seemed to brush aside the matter as though nothing had happened.
He raised his glass and emptied it into his throat, before turning to the suited men standing and trembling by the door. "Get out. Take that dead dog along with you."
The men in suits obeyed his orders immediately.
Everyone watched as the men in suits scampered off with Fabian's corpse in tow, before heaving a huge sigh of relief.
They continued to stare at Nathan, though there was an array of emotions coursing through their veins: bewilderment, jealousy, worry, pride, reverence...
Penny was the worried one. She feared retribution.
The proud one was Kylie.Nathan's amazing! He got rid of someone that even Yancy couldn't deal with!
The shocked and jealous one was none other than Yancy.
He glared at Nathan in disbelief.He's so scrawny! How did he even kick that guy to death?
No... Something is wrong! This isn't real!
He recalled how he had punched Fabian in the chest before.
Was Nathan Cross just finishing the job for me?
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