Triumph Above All novel

Chapter 948 Kill This Old Man

As Champ and the others were about to grab Yulia and put her in the Mercedes-Benz, they suddenly heard a loud shout.

Their anger flared up when they saw an old man, weak and feeble, yelling at them.

"You old fool, creating a commotion in the middle of the night! Get lost, or don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Champ cursed angrily.

Yulia, in a panic, heard Nathaniel's voice, and her hope was reignited.

But when she saw Nathaniel standing alone under a street lamp, her anxiety grew even stronger.

"Release my daughter-in-law!"

Nathaniel, disregarding the stares of the burly men, bravely walked over.

Although he was old and not as agile as before, he couldn't stand by when his daughter-in-law was in danger.

"Damn it! If he won't accept the offer, he'll have to face the consequences!"

"First, disable this old man and see if he still dares to act like a ghost!"

Champ ordered his subordinates.

The other burly men immediately rolled up their sleeves, sneered, and approached Nathaniel.

As their fists came toward Nathaniel's face, he swiftly dodged.

Then, with lightning speed, he threw a powerful right punch.

Bang!

A loud noise echoed.

Nathaniel struck the large man who had started the attack in the face, causing him to scream pitifully before falling backward.

After flying five or six meters, he landed heavily on the ground.

Boom!

Everyone present was astonished.

They hadn't expected Nathaniel, who appeared thin and small, to possess such skills.

Nathaniel himself was also surprised by the power of his punch, and he felt delighted.

A few months ago, after witnessing Skylar's skills at the villa, Nathaniel suggested that Skylar teach him a few moves so that he could impress other elderly men.

Skylar thought it would be beneficial for Nathaniel to practice some moves to strengthen his body and be able to defend himself when necessary.

So he gave Nathaniel a copy of the first handbook he had given to Dudley, along with detailed guidance.

During the past two or three months, Nathaniel had been practicing in his own small garden every morning, although he hadn't taken it too seriously.

He hadn't expected to achieve such remarkable results in such a short time.

In that moment, Nathaniel's confidence multiplied.

At the same time, several burly men roared angrily, "Quick! Let's attack together! Kill this old man!"