As soon as Bridger Davenport's words ended, a figure flew out from behind him!
In an instant, the entire warehouse was enveloped in endless chill!
"Be careful!"
The moment Noah Miller made his move, Aron Jackson also reacted.
He dashed forward several steps and leapt high into the air!
Being a martial artist himself, Aron Jackson sensed the wrongness in Noah Miller, that kind of killing intent wasn't something a normal old man should possess.
Although it was heavily concealed, it couldn't escape the eyes of Julius Reed and Aron Jackson.
Bang!
Their fists collided violently in mid-air, and then each took a step back.
"I have long heard of Aron Jackson's prowess in both the literary and martial arts, and seeing you today, your reputation is indeed well-deserved!"
Noah Miller squinted his eyes, praising loudly.
"Aren't you supposed to be weak as a chicken? That punch you threw just now could probably kill a strong ox, couldn't it?"
