Chapter 1037 - Plot in the Arena
He may just be a gangster, but he had seen his share of fights before. This short man was packed with muscles- he was good! If Yang Maolin was right, then this person was someone who became a dark martial artist after a long time of fighting underground fights! His moves were all killer moves, meant to kill!
This was a world of difference between the fights Maolin got himself into! He was used to fighting, but that was fighting- he aimed to injure, to put someone down… But this man was trying to kill! Every hit was aimed at the vitals, at the head and at the chest, each of them with the potenaital to kill!
Looking at the opponent who the short muscled guy had just destroyed, Maolin started sweating. The short man was dragging him away from the stage like he was a dead dog!
He was regretting it! He really did! He shouldn't have believed what Little Scorpion told him, he shouldn't have dreamed an impractical dream!
