Chapter 28

The burly men entering the room had wolf head tattoos on their necks and carried baseball bats, exuding a menacing air. "Give him a massage first! After that, we can sign the papers!" Solomon said as he slapped a document onto the table. "Don't worry, Mr. Walsh! This guy will be on the ground begging for mercy soon enough!" The group leader grinned maliciously, raising the baseball bat and swinging it at the back of Daniel's head. This wasn't just a simple "massage". They were clearly aiming to take Daniel's life. But before the bat could even touch Daniel, he punched it with such force that it recoiled and embedded itself into the attacker's skull. The rest of the men were frozen in shock, staring at the scene. "You're a martial artist?" They could at most recognize that Daniel wasn't just an ordinary person, but nothing more. Daniel, however, paid them no mind as he slowly walked toward Solomon. Solomon's eyes widened at that moment, and a look of disbelief crossed his face.