Operation: Cobra Is Back

At JN City Hospital.

Dan bandaged his wounds and sat down on a chair by the hospital corridor with a gloomy face.

He could never have imagined that he would be beaten up by an unknown kid!

The key was that he had Jacob, a member of the Triangle Gang, with him.

It was a small matter that he had been beaten up, but it was a big matter that he had lost face. In his heart, he hated Duncan completely.

"Mr. Sharp ... I am sorry. It's really not that I didn't want to help with what happened tonight."

"As you can see, that kid is too powerful. With what I can do, I can't even beat him on my own ..."

Jacob was having a hard time with it too. He still had lingering pain in his stomach from the kick Duncan had given him.

He definitely hated Duncan no less than Dan did.

"There's absolutely no way we can just let what happened tonight go!"

Dan said in a cold tone.

"Of course we can't let it go. I can't beat that kid, but when my brother comes back, he'll get his ass kicked for sure!"

Jacob's eyes narrowed slightly and two beams of cold light burst out.

"Your brother?"

At those words, Dan's eyes lit up, "Are you looking for Bill to step in?"

The Triangle Gang was one of the three major gangs within JN City, with three major sub-helms. Each of them had at least three hundred henchmen.

Bill, as Dan called him, was one of the three leaders of the Triangle Gang and was known for his ruthlessness.

It was rumored that when Bill was young, he was also a disciple of the North Shaolin Temple and had acquired remarkable martial arts, so he was very powerful!

days. I'm sure he will

gritted teeth, "I'm going to break that boy's arms and legs and throw him

...

it was the darkest hour in

from his accommodation ready to go for his morning

arranged for him temporarily by Flora and was a

Duncan didn't really want a place to stay. For him, it was enough as long as

to practice my inner strength and to concentrate Spirit, but I can't do that without

ran forward at

weak. Even though he had taken a dose of

had reached the Treadstone and his body was incomparably strong, and he was able to catch bullets with his bare hands. He

pistol would be able

exercise to get him to at least

ran. Every breath he took was as powerful as the beating of a drum,

half an hour, a silhouette suddenly

a tight

as fit as a fiddle, with a

already cultivated a sense of spirit, but she's still a little

raised an eyebrow, noticing that the person in front of him had a longer breath than ordinary

developing spirit, and if one had a trace of spirit, he would be a Bronze Class

he met last night, for example, was

his gaze and

a big city with many masters. In a big city

Duncan caught up with the woman in front of

and looked from the corner of her eye

it was another man trying

She had been on this road since she was a little girl, and many young man used to

anyone, leaving many suitors to shrink

the opportunity to hit on

to herself, and a mocking

idea that his little gesture had led to so many thoughts from the

stopping by the city pharmacy after his workout and