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Chapter 36: The Dreaded Mr. Karim.
Author: Bella Cruz
last update2024-11-06 23:58:24

The club room immediately broke out into an uproar as everyone began murmuring in fear.

Everyone had heard enough stories about the battle beast—Mr Karim. The ruthless man who unalives his opponents the moment he defeats them . The man who shows no mercy to anyone—not even to kids. Mr Karim was widely known for being fearless and unbeatable , he feared no one —not even the war general himself or the president. No one dared offend him,because anyone who did, had indirectly signed his /her death certificate—a slow and painful death at that!

Literally everyone in the room had heard horrible stories about this man, and never dreamt that a day would come when they would be in the same room with the devil himself.

But today of all days, a common man had woken a sleeping lion by touching it'd tail and they too weren't expemted from the fury that would be unleashed.

“Do you think your martial arts skills will save you this time around?you have signed a death warrant without knowing “One o
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