hapter 931

“Simba? What the fuck is a Simba?”

“Whoever you are, you’re going to die today since you’ve met Evan!”

Several young men and women started shouting.

They had seen Evan’s performance just moments ago. They watched how he took down several armed assassins in an instant. What more was a weaponless fighter?

“This person is clearly a martial artist built on strength. I have to catch him off guard and end the fight as soon as possible.”

Evan gave him a quick once over and made a decision.

He bent his knees slightly, slowly gathering momentum. Then, pushing down with his feet, he propelled himself forward like a bullet. He launched with tremendous power.

“Thunder Strike!” Evan shouted.

Internal energy surged through his body. Then, he threw a powerful punch straight at Simba.

A faint explosion echoed as Evan’s iron fist heavily struck Simba’s abdomen.

However, Simba didn’t react. He stood like a mountain, unflinching. He showed no signs of injuries.

Simba crossed his arms. He looked down

played on his lips. “Are

“Huh?”

in place. His

strike. How did it not hurt him

too weak,” Simba shook

by the neck and lifted

Evan couldn’t breathe. As his feet hung in the air, his face

futile. He was like a defenseless lamb awaiting

“What?”

changed dramatically as they watched on. Their earlier arrogance was replaced

powerful Evan to be completely powerless against the muscular man. It

son of bitch!

Sheila picked

into

me a suster

aimed to strike Sheila’s

Watch out!” the

paralyzed with fear. She stood frozen,

good as dead, a hand grabbed Simba’s

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