Chapter 227 Something Doesn't Feel Right
The Japanese warriors' faces were swollen from the slaps, blood trailing from the corners of their mouths, even a few teeth knocked out.
"Who the hell slapped me?"
"Who dares slap a Japanese warrior? I'll kill him!"
"Who was it? If you have the guts, show yourself!"
...
Naturally, the slaps were delivered by Daniel. However, because of his incredible speed, none of the onlookers were able to see what really happened.
Daniel ceased his actions and simply stated, "Me."
That single word stunned all the Japanese there. Wasn't the country boy supposed to be buried under the collapsed wall of bricks?
Could it be that it wasn't the country boy who got buried?
Could it be Takashi Sato?
That was impossible!
Takashi Sato, one of Japan's top 10, couldn’t possibly have been sent flying by a palm strike from a 'stupid American country boy', could he?
Seeing Daniel unharmed and slapping the Japanese so many times, Jessica looked at him with what seemed like a touch of infatuation.
"Daniel!" she exclaimed softly, pretending to chide him.
get knocked flying and then buried under the collapsing wall. But Jessica was a clever woman and quickly collected her thoughts, deducing that the person sent flying should definitely be Takashi Sato. However, she harbored some concern that
that she saw Daniel standing there safe and sound, her heart, which
Brittany, “Who was it that said they’d have a
question made Jessica’s face fall, and she demanded,
you, Jessica, who said you’d have kids for me. If it’s you, then let’s go ahead and get started tonight. If
around and messing with me, I’ll fire you tomorrow!” Jessica huffed, stamping
with a firm tone, she commanded, “Daniel, quickly take care of these Japanese
had always thought Brittany was against Daniel simply because she didn’t like him and wanted him gone. But now,
warriors began to clear the scattered bricks from the collapsed wall. Soon enough, they uncovered a deep hole, and the mangled face of a Japanese man emerged from
Takashi Sato?
Takashi Sato buried
were in shock. They couldn't believe that Takashi Sato had truly been
227 Something Doesn't Feel
were swollen from the slaps, blood trailing from the corners of
the hell
a Japanese warrior? I'll
you
...
incredible speed, none of the onlookers were able to
actions and simply stated,
there. Wasn't the country boy
wasn't the
it be Takashi
That was impossible!
been sent flying by a palm
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