Facescar's yells of pain brought his subordinates out of their reverie.

""D*mn it!"

"Kill them!"

The gang descended on Nathan like a pack of wolves, but Colin dashed forward without hesitation to meet them.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Colin did not hold back. In an instant, he sent all of Facescar's subordinates flying.

The crowd exclaimed in shock as they gazed at Colin in disbelief.

They could not understand where Nathan and his men had come from. When did so many experts appear on Eurasian Street?

Facescar clutched the stump that was what remained of his arm, trying to endure the pain as he gazed at Nathan in terror. "How dare you raise a hand against The Dishonorables? You're dead! Our boss is not going to let this slide." "Make the call!" Nathan said coldly.

Facescar stared at Nathan, dumbstruck.

"Make the call and have your boss come here," Nathan clarified.

Gazing at Nathan, Facescar was bewildered. However, there was no way he was going to refuse when Nathan gave him the opportunity to call for reinforcements.

He nodded severely, struggled to produce his phone from his pocket, and made the call.

Nathan. "Just you wait, kid," he said through gritted teeth. "Our boss is arriving soon, and you won't survive the night even if

of the less courageous

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street suddenly blared with the noise of

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his stump. "Forgive my

just incompetent; you've also embarrassed us for not being able to deal with

so

will make me out to be a joke if

his head, not daring to utter a

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not answer.

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