Chapter 28

Icarus was standing before Zeke. He'd grabbed his wrist and pointed the gun to the sky. The bullet had been shot toward the sky. "Well, aren't you arrogant? 'Common peasants'? What, do you think you're a god now?" he asked with a smile. Zeke's expression twisted. He tried to free himself from Icarus' grip. He knew how strong Icarus was. He hadn't intended to use his strength to fight him today. Instead, he was going to use his martial arts skills to beat him. "Tell Zeke to kill Icarus quickly!" over on the other side of the camera, Ingrid ordered impatiently. Bill leaned out of the window again and shouted, "Ms. Young wants you to get this over quickly!" "Alright. I agree. Let's get this over quickly," Icarus smiled. He tightened his grip on Zeke's wrist and twisted hard. With a snap, Zeke's wrist turned in an impossible angle. Crying out in pain, Zeke stumbled a few steps backward. He cradled his right wrist, sweat beading his forehead. He looked at Icarus in disbelief. H