"D*mn it! You have a death wish, brat."
The Reynolds family's subordinate, who spoke first, clenched his fists.
Slap!
Right after the words left his mouth, a figure flashed across in front of him, and he flew backward the next second.
That hit had thrown the Reynolds family's subordinate backward as he crashed onto the ground hard, blood gushing out of his mouth.
Everyone else was astonished after seeing that, especially the other Reynolds family's henchmen who trash-talked earlier. Colors drained from their faces, and they did not dare to make a sound after that.
They reckoned Jacob's abilities must be extraordinary to be able to send a Martial Arts Grandmaster flying with a single swat.
"Jacob, do you really wish to make the Reynolds family your enemy?" Julius asked with his brows knitted after seeing Jacob launch an attack without warning.
Jacob fell into a momentary daze. "Do you know me?"
