He turned back to the door, his hand now steady and determined, and with a fierce determination, he prepared to attack once more.

“What the fuck is this door made of?” the man asked.

Gary watched as the man continued to attack the door, his blows causing it to vibrate and shake with each impact.

Gary shook his head, unable to comprehend the sheer power and strength that the man was exhibiting.

Meanwhile, Sergio was completely focused, dedicating himself to each blow with unwavering determination.

His punches were like the ringing of a gong, echoing through the garden and announcing his presence.

Blow after blow, he struck, never slowing down, never wavering. It was as if he was determined to break through the door no matter what it took, and his relentless attack was a testament to his strength and will.

The man was a true force to be reckoned with, and Gary couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe and respect for him.

“Hey, obsessive, there are a lot of windows on the upper floors. One