In a cold tone, Nathan said, "I don't like to walk the path others have given me. I prefer to make my own path.”
Louie widened his eyes in surprise. The miserable state of Thomas and his men was right in front of Nathan, but the man was still stubborn.
Does he have no fear?
Or is he fearless because of blissful ignorance?
Nathan stared at Louie and continued, "I'll give you a chance to live because you're a distant relative of my wife. Apologize to Thomas and the rest. Then compensate for their medical fees and losses. After that, get out of Channing and never take a step back here ever again."
When he heard his words, Louie could not help but laugh, "You're giving me a chance, but my Cannon Fist is saying no."
At that, the two steel balls in his hands flew out.
The first ball roared in its path, and its sound was a terror to the ears.
The other was silent, but that was the true fatal blow.
Nathan raised his hand to catch the two steel balls. He then threw them on the floor.
Indifferently, he murmured, "It seems like you don't want to take the chance I've given you."
Louie shouted, "Still an arrogant man even in the face of death. Take this!"
A loud crack came from below Louie's feet as the marble floor crushed into powder. Like a cannonball, he charged toward Nathan with his fist.
He was like a wyvern; his fist was powerful.
His men cheered for him.
However, the cheers stopped when Nathan made his move.
All Nathan did was clench his hand into a fist to collide it with Louie's.
Bang!
Louie's body trembled, and all the bones in his right arm shattered at that moment. His arm hung limp like a wilted plant.
Nathan raised his leg and swiftly kicked the middle of Louie's chest.
Like a ragdoll, Louie flew backwards and crashed onto the wall.
Instantly, lines of crack like a spiderweb spread across the wall. In the middle were bloodstains.
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