Chapter 36-1
Author: P-End
last update2025-01-19 22:33:11

“Huh, slowpoke!” Jordan snorted, his mocking voice slicing through the air. With lightning-fast movements, he grabbed the door, closed it with a single, almost slap-like blow, then held it shut with his sturdy body from the outside.

Michael grasped the doorknob with a grip as strong as a tiger's bite. Then he pulled with all his might while shouting as if he was unleashing some hidden power. The veins in his hands appeared like solid iron pipes.

However, the door did not budge no matter how hard it tried. The heat in his hand became a sharp pain radiating down his entire arm. Finally he gave up, letting go of the doorknob and letting his hand droop limply. His breathing was ragged like a fish on land.

He clucked his tongue. “Damn it! He locked it from the outside!”

Michael's face flushed like hot coals. His breathing was labored, as if his lungs were burning with rage. With a gesture full of emotion, he clenched his hand into a fist until the veins in his hand popped out. Then he forc
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