"Argh!" The scar-faced man tried to push Adam away, but was unsuccessful.
In the end, Adam managed to slap the silenced gun away. The gun slid down the floor till it came to stop by the wall.
The scarred man kicked Adam in the chest, forced him a few steps back, and then started throwing punches, but Adam parried them away with his forearms.
As they entered close quarter combat, the scar-faced man clearly used some kind of military-based martial arts as he moved his arms like he was holding a knife.
Adam slapped the attacks away, and kept his composure, but he could feel the throbbing pain on his bleeding waist.
If it wasn't taken care of quickly, it would lead to his death.
"Whoo!" The scarred man stepped forward and shot his palms forward.
Adam grabbed his wrists, and front kicked him in the chest, but the scarred man tore his arms off his grip, grabbed the leg, and threw Adam across the hallway.
