Chapter 8

It was as if they had just hit a rock. They wondered how a young guy could be so strong. They all rushed to their feet, staring at Michael as though they had just seen a ghost.

"Dude, hurry up and get out of here before things turn south for you," one of the gangsters threatened again.

He hadn't finished his words before one of them threw an unexpected kick at Michael. The lad grabbed the gangster's leg midway and flung him at his team.

"Argh!" they all groaned as their bodies hit the floor.

As soon as they saw Michael walking toward them with a clenched fist, they all hurried to their feet and fled the warehouse.

"Who is this beast?!" one of them shouted as they rushed into their vehicle and drove away.

Michael moved closer to the young lady and helped her unconscious body up. He rested her back on his lap, gazing at her pale face.

The effect of the drug made the lady's face look very pale and numb. Then Michael thought about how he could help her.

He closed his eyes and whis