Crack!
Rainer's palm, which was still grabbing Schmidt's neck, was broken as Schmidt raised his hand.
The whole process seemed almost too easy.
A moment ago, Rainer's powerful palm could have broken Schmidt's neck, but now it had turned soft and powerless.
Rainer was grabbed by the neck as Schmidt turned around and faced him.
Within a fraction of a second, the two of them switched positions and identities. Although Schmidt looked delighted, there was a bitter smile on his face.
"When did you notice? I might be overestimating myself, but I think I did a perfect imitation of Schmidt. Even his own wife couldn't have told us apart, if he had one..." the fake Schmidt said.
