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.

the struggle, a blade grazed his arm, drawing a crimson line. Fuelled by adrenaline, he swiftly retaliated by flinging one

in a vigilant stance against the wall. Rain cascaded down his face, making it difficult to

gaze remained fixed on them. “Who are you?”

the tall man,

unbridled rage, he lunged

clasped the assailant’s wrist with a vice grip, gaining control over

he elbowed the man’s chest, forcing him backward with a sharp gasp of

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

suit, penetrating his flesh, and crimson liquid spilled from the deep

delivered a powerful kick to the assailant who had wounded him. The force of the kick sent the man flying backward, clutching his stomach in agony. A guttural sound escaped

go!” urged one of the assailants, his desire

was only to rough him

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