Chapter: 459

However, his well-honed instincts and years of combat training instantly kicked in, allowing him to react swiftly.

Tyrone deftly sidestepped the attacker. The sharp blade cut through the air where he had just been a moment before. Moving quickly, he delivered a precise strike to his opponent’s wrist, forcing him to drop the weapon with a yelp of pain.

The remaining five assailants closed in, each with a knife in hand.

Their eyes burned with fury as they circled him.

Tyrone dodged another attack, kicking the knife out of one of the men’s hands.

Unyielding, they relentlessly continued the assault. Their coordinated strikes left little room for Tyrone to escape unscathed.

couldn’t escape unharmed. During the struggle, a blade grazed his arm, drawing a crimson line. Fuelled by adrenaline, he swiftly retaliated by flinging

the wall. Rain cascaded down his face, making it difficult to recognize any of

remained fixed on them. “Who are you?” he demanded, undeterred by the danger he

tall man, his eyes ablaze

he lunged at

Then, in one fluid motion, he clasped the assailant’s

forcing him backward with

wasted no time launching a coordinated assault on Tyrone. His reflexes were fast, but the overwhelming odds proved challenging. He couldn’t avoid every

the sleeve of his suit, penetrating his flesh, and crimson liquid spilled from the deep gash. The raindrops pelted down, washing away the blood

roar as he delivered a powerful kick to the assailant who had wounded him. The force of the kick sent the man flying backward,

one of the assailants, his desire to retreat evident in

plan was only

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