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It would be foolish for Xairo to draw the gun at his waist right now. Sitting down with his hands on the table, he was at a hundred times the disadvantage of his opponent, who was on his feet.
‘Kang Chan…!’
More importantly, the man coming at him was Kang Chan—an Asian powerful enough to make him feel more terrified than he could ever imagine.
If only Parthal could fight!
The fool probably didn’t have a single pistol with him since Xairo was with him. He was so used to having others back him up that he likely didn’t even see this coming.
Xairo locked eyes with Kang Chan as the latter approached from two tables away, striding without any hesitation despite not having drawn his pistol either.
He was slender and unusually tall for an Asian. Most terrifying of all was the way he looked at Xairo.
Xairo saw the corners of Kang Chan’s mouth curve up.
‘That’s it!’
Making up his mind, Xairo immediately threw the plate with the sandwich at Kang Chan.
Kang Chan tilted his head to avoid it.
Whoosh!
Xairo grabbed the knife next to the plate and lunged forward.
Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow!
In a split second, they traded such quick blows that they weren’t visible anymore. Amid the flurry of attacks, Kang Chan jabbed Xairo’s raised knee with his elbow.
Swish!
Afterward, he aimed for Xairo’s throat with his second knuckles.
Whoosh!
Their hands collided twice.
Pow! Pow!
Kang Chan’s elbow smashed into Xairo’s...
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