022 He’s Not Ordinary

The bouncer felt a twinge of fear, and his military instincts told him to back off. However, he tried to rationalize the situation. He was a trained guard proficient in martial arts and did weight training. A commoner could not last against him even for seconds.

Besides, Hank had a massive crush on Suzie. He needed to exhibit his machismo in her presence. She had really enjoyed watching him expel ruffians over the past few days.

"What the fuck can you do if I touch you again?" Hank spat at Victor. "Here!" he said, poking at his chest again.

Before the guard could withdraw his baton, Victor's hand shot out, grabbing the weapon. He broke it into two and dropped the pieces. Hank was taken by shock and instinctively threw a pinch at him.

Victor caught his arm by the wrist. His fingers wound around the joint and pressed hard.

Hank's eyes widened as excruciating pain shot up his arm. He went to his knees as blood flooded his eyes. Who was this stranger? How did he break an unbreakable baton