Jarlon and Jobu were Maniac's best fighters, skilled and ruthless in their ways and feared by all. What had just happened? Haley was in shock as well. She knew better than anyone else just how strong both men were. Despite that, they had been taken down with just one blow.

Just then, Maniac barked out a laugh. "Not bad. No wonder you were confident enough to start trouble here." "You're right about that. Wouldn't have dared to otherwise," Wilbur replied calmly.

Maniac's expression darkened. He looked positively murderous. "I'm afraid you've still got a lot to learn. You can do that in the next life, I guess." After saying that, he let out a roar, a wave of spiritual pressure rippling off him that began to spread across his body.

Maniac's gaze had turned bloodshot like a feral tiger waiting to attack. He howled out loud.

Haley walked away to hide. The rest of the nightclub staff followed her.

All of them knew that Mister Ack would kill anything in his way when he lost his temper, even his own staff members.

let out another howl, sending the table Wilbur had been sitting at flying. The

glowed as he began

whistling sound whenever Maniac

to his feet as well. With one hand in his pocket, he used the other to deflect all of Maniac's punches at

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his punches intensified, the whistling sound as his fists moved

remained in place, deflecting every move with just one hand. He was effectively

land on Wilbur, causing Maniac to becmore outraged as he roared, his eyes

ablaze with an

Aura. Not bad." Wilbur smiled, throwing out a

fists collided. Wilbur remained unmoving, but blood trickled from the corner of

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