Snap!
Snap!
Two sharp cracks echoed as the bodyguards' necks were twisted and broken, their bodies falling to the ground, lifeless.
Hans was stunned. His bodyguards were no ordinary men; they were mercenaries, hardened by battle and bloodshed.
He had thought taking care of Ethan would be simple, never expecting that Ethan would dispatch them in mere seconds!
'When did he become so strong?'
The arrogance in his eyes was replaced by profound fear.
"Ethan, you're courting death! How dare you kill my men!" Hans roared.
Smack!
Ethan punched Hans in the nose. Hans' nose crumpled, blood spurting out as his body flew backward over twenty feet, teeth scattering in his wake.
"Aaaah!!"
Hans writhed on the ground in agony, emitting cries like a pig being slaughtered.
Ethan stared at him wi
