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 bou