It was late at night; there were hardly any other men on this street except Nathan and Andrew.
The dazzling neon lights had mainly gone out, leaving only a few streetlights still on.
Andrew was caught off guard by Nathan’s fierce kick to his chest. The pain was excruciating. The kick made him feel a rush of blood to his throat, nearly spitting it out.
In the dim light, Nathan slowly approached Andrew like a demon from hell, emanating a chilling aura.
Andrew had never feared anything in his life.
But at that instant, he was flooded with nothing else but fear.
“You!” Andrew tried to utter a threat.
But Nathan wasn’t interested in hearing what he wanted to say. He rather stepped on Andrew’s chest with a cold face and overwhelming presence.
“Ah…” Andrew struggled in pain,
“You are bad
