Even Anna shouted in shock, “Alex, dodge!”

It was too late to dodge!

Snap!

Crack!

The wooden stick slammed into Alex’s knee. The sound sounded like his knee had been smashed, but the scream of pain didn’t follow.

Alex stood there without moving.

It was the wooden stick in the mohawk guy’s hand that had broken in half.

“F*ck, how is that possible?!”

“Let me!” Another tattooed youngster jumped out, an iron rod in his hand, and he swung it violently at Alex’s leg.

Dong!

The iron rod bounced back, bent.

Alex’s legs still looked perfectly intact.

Even his body had not moved an inch from his spot.

Everyone present was stunned.

Joshua’s expression had changed.

Travis’s eyes had widened even more, sheer disbelief in his eyes.

Gideon swallowed hard. Was this the guy who they had joked they would be able to kill with a slap?

“Fuck, I don’t believe this!” The guy who had used the iron rod threw it away angrily. “Master Jones, please allow me to borrow your sledgehammer!”

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