Nathan was sitting on the chair and smoking-
When he saw some men charging toward him, he smirked coldly and slammed his fist on the table in front.
There were a few sweets placed on the table, which were meant for the guests.
The sweets flew into the air due to the impact of his fist.
With a wave of Nathan's hand, the sweets instantly shot toward the attackers as swiftly and forcefully as bullets.
As if they had been shot by real bullets, the attackers collapsed onto the floor in wails of agony.
What?
When Weston witnessed that scene, he was so surprised that his eyes almost popped out from their eye sockets.
Nathan is actually more powerful than Colin!
By then, Colin's fight was already nearing its end. Dozens of his opponents had fallen at his feet, utterly defeated.
Nathan smoked on a cigarette, which had no logo and looked quite cheap. Looking at Weston with an ambiguous smile, he asked, “Now, can we sit down and discuss peacefully?”
When Weston heard that, he suddenly stretched his arm to his waist and prepared to whip out his gun.
However, before he could do that, Colin had already pointed a gun at him.
Nathan said with a smile, “I'd advise you not to challenge professionals like us with your amateurish skills. Guns are definitely one of our fortes.”
Guns are their fortes?Are they athletes? Shooters perhaps? Mercenaries? Or soldiers?
At that moment, he noticed that the pistol in Colin's hands was the latest model in the military. Currently, only a handful of the most elite troops were equipped with it.
They were from the military!
Weston's expression changed slightly as his gaze swept past Nathan and Colin again. Suddenly, he thought that Nathan seemed like a mighty commanding officer, while Colin seemed like his guard.
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