In Malz's field of vision appeared a man who was 2 meters tall and extremely muscular, whose arms were so thick that they couldn't be contained by the sleeves of his coat.
Therefore, he simply tore the sleeves off his coat.
Paired with his towering height and robust physique, the exaggerated muscles suddenly gave him a wild aura.
Especially the arrogant smile on his face, which made people walking on West Mok Avenue dodge out of the way, seemingly terrified of being noticed by him.
'His forearms are as thick as other people's waists!'
The old sheriff thought to himself, his gaze turning vigilant.
The pressure from the other man's height and muscles was simply too intimidating.
Even the old sheriff, a veteran of many battles, felt the pressure.
