Chapter 938 I’m No Man If...

Yes, Zayn arrived in a rush. He saw over a hundred people scattered on the ground in a mess, collectively moaning in agony. They were severely injured, and each of them had been reduced to an appallingly sorry state. Some were struggling to breathe, wheezing with every puff of air that they forced into their lungs. Some were not so lucky, and submitted to the ghastly clutches of death and decay. Mr. Hyde’s chest was sunken—his breathing had gone shallow, akin to a candle in the wind. He looked like he was about to stop breathing at any moment. His head was being violently compressed by Diego, who had a tight, unending grip on Mr. Hyde’s skull. The force was capable of pulverizing the bone! Witnessing the scene, Zayn felt a surge of monstrous fury immediately churning inside of him! Crack, crack… He clenched his fists so tightly that they had gone a ghostly white. He was likely capable of even grinding a chunk of stainless steel into a fine powder! His seething rage shot straight u