Penny was highly strung. She paused to form a proper argument.
Nathan helped her out, "You claim to be the residents, yet most of them have already signed the contracts. Do you really live here?"
Penny was just as suspicious, "Right! Let me register your I.D.'s. I can negotiate with the Demolition Office on your behalf. How about that?"
Dogbreath's eyes darted before he let out a sneer, "There's no way we'd let you have our personal information. Who knows what you'll do with it?"
He then turned to Bob menacingly "Let me make myself extremely clear here. Do you see our weapons? They are not just for looks. So, don't even think about going forward with this. Or else-"
Penny was so infuriated that she was speechless for a moment.
So, Nathan proceeded, "I suggest that you use that thug threat on someone else."
Dogbreath inspected Nathan then let out a disrespectful huff, "Who are you to tell me that? I see that you're eager to be your boss' hero. But you know, we rule Channing's West City." He waved his hand, ''You, break his legs! Someone can use a good lesson!”
A beefy man, Osborn came to the foreground with an iron bar in his hand. He darted towards Nathan like a lion preying its victim.
Penny warned, "Watch out!"
Nathan reacted the same time Penny yelled. He kicked his leg high, and a loud smack followed.
Osborn's head was spun to the side, as a broken tooth flew out along with some blood.
His chunky body collapsed.
It was a knockout blow.
Everyone was staggered to see Nathan crushed the hundred and fifty kilogram
Osborn with ease.
Before Dogbreath knew it, Nathan had come to him, striking his face.
Smack!
Disoriented, Dogbreath stumbled as he made a whirl. His cheek swelled up, and he eventually hit the dirt.
Nathan took a step further and placed his foot on Dogbreath's chest.
Dogbreath was a solidly built man. However, he was unable to resist Nathan's strong pressure. His rib cage sounded like it was cracking.
Dogbreath looked like a helpless fish at the shore. He opened his mouth widely, but he could not bring himself to make a sound. The look on his face made it apparent that he was in agony.
Nathan looked down indifferently, "So you rule West City, huh? I'm sorry to break the news, but you're nothing to me."
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