Chapter 4: GOD OF COMBAT
"Are you listening? I said you will come with us regardless of your will!" Scar snapped, ready to use force.
He couldn't let his meal ticket just walk away, or it would be throwing away the food served on his plate.
Dodging another of Scar's grabs, Nash frowned, thinking of a way out.
His body was too weak to put up any decent fight.
While on his thoughts, Jakob came from behind, attempting to give him a bear hug.
"Too predictable," Nash thought, squatting down as he forced his arms up to Jakob's family jewels, squeezing and twisting them with his hand.
"Ahhhh!" Jakob screamed as if he were being butchered.
"Y-you despicable!" Scar pointed, trembling as if he felt Jakob's pain.
"Just a warm-up," Nash said, shaking his head as he felt his hand getting tainted.
"I'll kill you!" Coming to his senses, Jakob lunged his fist at Nash.
"The motion is too wide; the intent is too obvious; even a kid can dodge your attack," Nash commented, kicking Jakob's acupoint on his knee, cracking it and pinning him to the ground.