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Chapter 387

“I’m not going to hold myself back!”

“Come on!!!”

The muscular man roared.

Given his current state, he felt he could even take a bull head-on.

All of a sudden, Bradley kicked the muscular man in the crotch.

“Ahhhh!”

The muscular man clapped his hand over his crotch as he fell to the ground and roared in pain. His companions

also felt a phantom pain in their crotch as they watched the scene unfold.

The other muscular man roared, “Stupid old man, how dare you not play by the rules?!”

They had agreed to let him have the first punch, and he decided to pull a dirty trick by kicking one of them in the

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crotch.

Bradley said calmly, “I’m sure everyone heard him begging me to hit him just now…”

“Ahh… K-Kill him!”

The crotchal region of the muscular man’s pants became covered in blood as he roared in pain. His companions

gritted their teeth and swung their fists at Bradley’s temples.

They had packed so much force into their punches that there were whooshing sounds as they swept their fists

through the air. If those punches landed on Bradley’s head, he would, at the very least, suffer from a concussion if

he did not die from the impact.

The fat man and his companions had sneers on their faces.

They had all been working on the construction site previously.

The fat man was their contractor.

Among them, the third and fifth oldest men were gymrats.

When they needed to move packs of cement around the construction site, those two could pick up ten packs of

cement in one go.

Gimmicks such as splitting bricks with their bare hands or breaking steel pipes against their thighs were child’s play

to them.

They knew how things would end when Number Five moved to strike Bradley.

There was no doubt the old man would die.

Even if he did not die, his concussion would be so severe that he would fall into a coma.

“Grandpa, run…”‘

”

Nico’s face was pale as he screamed at the top of his lungs.

A sneer appeared on Bradley’s face as he slowly raised a hand and grabbed the muscular man’s fist.

Jaws dropped when everyone witnessed his movements.

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“What?”

“Holy shit?”

“Impossible!”

The men, who had been filled with confidence just moments ago, widened their eyes.

Number Five was able to form dents even in steel boards.

How did the old man manage to catch him?

Was the old man truly an extraordinary man?

Number Five was the most surprised among everyone.

He knew just how much force he had packed into that punch.

Not even Number Three, who had well-defined muscles all over his body, dared take him on in a fistfight, so how

had the old man done it?

Bradley smiled faintly as he grabbed the muscular man, held him in place, and then rammed his shoulder against

the man’s chest.

The muscular man’s feet left the ground, and he flew backward.

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