Good fighter

Out of curiosity, the man shifted his gaze towards the person that had just interfered, and all he saw was a tall good-looking man holding his fist with a confident look on his face.

"Scott?"

Scott kept holding onto the man's fist and he clenched it tightly, causing a bone cracking sound to reverberate throughout the place as the man's bone twisted, and what followed after was a loud cry of agony.

Scott finally let go of his hand, allowing the man to stagger a few steps backwards while holding his broken hand.

"You bastard! How dare y-" Before the man could finish his words, he caught sight of Scott throwing out his right leg towards his head. Unable to react swiftly, Scott's fist slammed heavily on his head and sent him flying backwards.

"Are you okay?" Scott shifted his gaze towards Jordan and questioned.

"Yeah, I've had worse." Jordan replied through gritted teeth. "I thought you ran?"

"Yeah, that was my initial plan...to run. But I soon realized that I do not know the way to the w
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