A sinister smile appears on Sam's calm face. He didn't want to linger in this place. In a flash, he makes a move. He throws his powerful punch and flying kick. His movement is too fast. Neither of them could see when he had moved. They could only see a black shadow approaching, followed by bones cracking and a terrifying scream echoing through the place.
Sam didn't stop moving to cripple all the gangsters until there was only one person left. The man with an ugly shirt. The gangster leader. He was standing motionless. His face turned as white as paper, and his eyes widened like he was facing a grim reaper about to take his life.
The gang's boss didn't expect this driver to beat all his men effortlessly. Just one hit on a vital spot knocked them down, and they couldn't move anymore.
