The two thugs gulped nervously, and in fear as they awaited Rex’s response. They had a strange sense that something horrible would follow this. After five minutes, Rex could still sit on Ken’s body.

“Are you certain that you hurled the chair at him?” Adrian questioned as he nudged Jerome, his friend.

Jerome quickly nodded, his hands shaking. “I threw the chair as hard as I could. Why he didn’t fall is beyond me. That means...!”

Rex abruptly got up and started running toward Jerome, preventing him from finishing his sentence. Rex moved swiftly, leaving Jerome no time to evade. A split second later, Jerome felt a terrible agony in his gut.

“Ugh, what just happened?” Jerome mumbled before spitting out blood.

He must have received a blow to his stomach because blood was evident. Jerome, though, was baffled as to how Rex could assault him. The man attacked too quickly. Rex’s figure vanished from Jerome’s view after a quick blink.

“I don’t like anyone getting in my way,” Rex said coldly, l