The steaming fist cut through the air and violently struck Agent Owen's cheek, who, as agreed, showed no reaction.
The impact was thunderous.
The noise was so loud that it forced the crowd to cover their ears, while the wind caused by the strike swept through the surroundings, knocking down the daring ones who had stood too close to the confrontation.
Amidst all this turmoil, all eyes were on Owen who had just received the devastating blow.
Total consternation.
Despite receiving the first blow from the big man, Owen stood tall, his gaze impassive.
The cheek that received the blow was unblemished, his face intact, almost as if nothing had happened.
"H-how..." Carlos, more than anyone, was the most shocked.
The blow he had just delivered was a concentration of nearly one third of his total strength.
For comparison, such a blow was capable of breaking through a concrete wall several layers thick.
