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Chapter 931

Chapter 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. | 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 abullet. 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.novelbin

However, Simba didn’t react. He stood like a mountain, unflinching. He showed no signs of injuries.“Is that all?” Simba crossed his arms. He looked down at Evan arrogantly.

Asmirk played on his lips. “Are you trying to scratch my itch?”

“Huh?”

Evan froze in place. His eyes widened with disbelief.

He had put all his strength into that strike. How did it not hurt him at all? Impossible!

“You're too weak,” Simba shook his head.

He grabbed Evan by the neck and lifted him off the ground with brute strength.

“Ugh...” Evan couldn’t breathe. As his feet hung in the air, his face flushed red.

He began to struggle frantically, but it was futile. He was like a defenseless lamb awaiting its fate.

“What?”

The group’s expressions changed dramatically as they watched on. Their earlier arrogance was replaced with terror.No one expected the powerful Evan to be completely powerless against the muscular man. It was truly terrifying!“You son of bitch! Release Evan right now!”

Seeing Evan in danger, Sheila picked up a knife and rushed forward.

With a sharp clang, she stabbed the knife into Simba. But it didn’t even graze his skin.

Go to me a suster quyil.

His enormous palm

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