Chapter 380. Choking
"What was that, loser?" Louis asked cheekily and took a step forward.
Jael winced, feeling his blood boil. There was no doubt about it. He had lost this fight. However, he had no plans to end it without landing a single blow on Louis. He would never hear the end of it.
Not that that was any reason to be concerned about that; it wasn’t like anything would come out of this fight. However, his pride was at stake, and he wanted to redeem it by all means.
"I said maybe," he replied.
"Maybe, is not a good enough answer. I can give you another round of punches just to make your choice much easier. Maybe I’ll aim for your head; if I shake your brain around, you’ll start to think properly."
He stopped in front of Jael and bent his frame, hovering over Jael, who was still on the ground with blood pouring out his lips and a swollen cheek.
He stared hard at Louis as he spoke. The smug look on his face was getting to him more than he liked. A flash of memory appeared in his vision, and Jael waived it aside.
He already knew what he wanted to do, and he wanted to do it without Louis getting the slightest idea about his plan. If he knew, he would be able to dodge it easily.
Jael’s expression didn’t change as he moved his legs, swerving on the grass, tripping Louis over. He was already moving before Louis’s back touched the ground.
As soon as Louis’ head touched the ground, Jael punched him right in the middle of his face with all his might. The sound of Louis’s bone crushing underneath his fist was very satisfying to his ears.
"Shun oph a bisch!"