Chapter 21: Mr. Floyd

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Because I had continued to hold back my strength, the gangsters that were knocked down were able to get up over and over again. They came after me in wave after inexhaustible wave. The golden and black mists in my consciousness supplied me with endless energy. I was able to sustain the brawl for at least fifteen minutes straight without breaking a sweat. The gangsters, on the other hand, were absolutely drenched. They looked like they had just finished running an entire marathon. "Come on, why stop? Let's keep going." I waved to them cheerfully. "No… no way… I'm done!" One gangster waved back with great sincerity, panting for breath as he spoke. "Aw, really?" I chuckled. "But I haven't been taken out yet. You sure you want to stop now?" "I'm too exhausted to continue." "I can't eve

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