At that moment, he was like a hyena who had lost his mind because of extreme starvation. Sadly, the food he found belonged to a pride of lions.
Moreover, the one leading the group had such an alpha presence he was giving off the vibe that he could kill anyone at any time.
Standing rooted to the spot, the disheveled old man stared at the food on the dining table. At any rate, he was unwilling to give up and leave just like that despite not having the guts to reach for the food. He bared his teeth at Nathan, low growls leaving his throat.
“You want some food?” Nathan tried to sound the disheveled old man out upon sensing his intentions.
Then, he picked up the bucket of fried chicken drumsticks on the table and handed it to the man.
Whoosh!
The disheveled old man snatched the bucket and held it tightly in his embrace as he headed to one corner to gobble the contents.
One after another, he shoved the drumsticks into his mouth at an insane speed.
Like a pulverizer, he crunched down on the drumsticks and swallowed everything, from the meat to the bones.
Everyone around wore strange expressions on their faces as they exchanged glances.
The disheveled old man was clearly still unsatisfied after finishing the whole bucket. Like before, he approached Nathan again.
However, this time, he did not make menacing gestures or gnash his teeth like a beast at Nathan. All he did was stare at the latter with expectant eyes.
Seeing that, Nathan asked, “You still want more?”
As he said that, he grabbed the hamburger and some other food on the table and passed them over.
Unlike earlier, the disheveled old man did not hide after receiving the food this time. Instead, he sat at the table and began devouring the food, evidently a sign that he had let his guard down around Nathan.
It did not matter what food it was or whether there were bones—his mouth pulverized everything effortlessly for him to swallow.
The crowd was utterly tongue-tied!
Even Colin and Kraven had weird looks on their faces. Kerry also leaned closer to Nathan's ear and whispered, “Mr. Cross, this fellow doesn't seem very smart.”
At that moment, the vague sound of sirens sounded from outside. The ambulance and police car were coming.
Because of their sensitive identities, Nathan and the few others stood up and intended to leave.
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