Chapter 960 Absolute Skilled Fighter
“Grandfather Black Mantle, get rid of them, get rid of them.” Kirin was so excited that his eyes went red.
Black Mantle nodded faintly. “Last chance, kneel down and apologise!”
“Apologise my f*cking *ss,” Matthew cursed, his temper flaring.
He could not stand people like this who pretended to be a madman. With a groan, he threw his fist towards Black Mantle.
All Black Mantle did was step forward once. Even though it looked like a single small step, he instantly appeared in front of Matthew.
At this moment, Matthew’s fist had already arrived in front of Black Mantle’s body. One fist, a direct hit to the chest.
Matthew felt disdain towards this guy. Though this guy looked skilled, he was still trash to Matthew. He was confident that his punch would smash Black Mantle’s chest.
However, in the next second, Matthew noticed something was wrong.
Even though his fist was on his opponent’s body, Matthew did not feel any resistance. Instead, he felt as if his fist was on something as sof

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