Joseph jumped over and pushed his head against one of them.
Bang!
Caught completely unaware, the guy fell down and fainted.
"Wow!"
Is this the time for admiration? You guys are too optimistic!
"Hey, Joseph..."
Joseph’s eyes were shining. He was not influenced by the others. All he could see was the other guy, who was wearing an iron gauze.
"Oh, f*ck!"
I, Warrior William of 132nd Street, will never yield to anyone! He attacked Joseph again.
The best defense was offense, so Joseph jumped aside.
Qin Guan was picking his glasses up from the floor, when he looked up and saw another fist in front him.
He pushed one of his fists down and performed an elegant backward somersault by using the recoiling force. He landed on the table behind him.
It was a perfect landing. William had just retreated with his arm outstretched.
Ignorant American guys, huh?
