Operation：Cobra Is Back novel Chapter 57

"Mr. Longman ..."

Seeing Duncan walk out slowly, Primo's expression changed and he couldn't help but shout out loud.

Even Norman couldn't help but turn his head and frown at him.

"Do you want to die? Hurry up and back off!"

Even he thought Morton was a tough nut to crack, yet Duncan walked out. Did he really have a death wish?

"It's not me who wants to court death, but you."

Duncan sighed, not meaning to pay him any mind. He crossed the crowd and looked calmly at Morton, who was standing a short distance away.

Morton had returned from overseas to seek revenge on Primo.

But he didn't expect anyone to be courting death at this time. He let out a strange laugh.

"Who are you?"

"You don't have to care who I am. I can let you off the hook tonight if you will back off and promise not to return to JN City."

Duncan replied indifferently as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

"Back off? And let me off the hook?"

Morton was stunned, then reacted and laughed as if he had heard the best joke in the world.

After a long time, Morton stopped laughing and his eyes gradually became cold.

"Kid, you're not too old, but you're quite arrogant! Since that's the case, I'll deal with you first."

Morton's eyes were cold as he said, "But you can rest assured that I won't kill you. I will break your hands and feet and turn you into a cripple! After I've killed all the others, I'll slowly torture you to death!"

"How's that? Don't you feel exciting?"

When he finished speaking, the faces of the people present changed.

In this situation now, Morton still dared to make such a big speech. He was either a fool or he really had something to fall back on!

Primo looked around and instinctively felt that Morton was definitely not joking.

He subconsciously reached for his waist. There was a pistol on his belt, just in case he needed it.

Norman was even more frowning. His body was tense and he was ready to fight.

In his eyes, Duncan was a funny man who could not even withstand a single punch from Morton.

However, he had no intention of continuing to stop him.

After all, Morton was so strong that even he was not sure of killing him.

It would be nice if Duncan really had some strength and wore him down.

Duncan simply sighed and said, "You are no match for me, so you should give up."

Hearing this, Morton laughed in anger and said, "I'm no match for you? Do you know what my strength is? I studied under a Diamond Class master and have been training hard overseas for over ten years. Although I am not talented enough, I am now just a half step to Silver Class!"

"It won't take much effort at all for me to kill you!"

He said this without any concealment, causing Norman on the other side to freeze in place.

"Upper Bronze Class martial artist?"

He swallowed hard. There were millions of martial artists, but only one in ten thousand could make it to the realm!

Norman had trained hard for over thirty years before he was able to enter the Lower Bronze Class.

However, Morton in front of him was a Upper Bronze Class master?

Although the gap between the upper class and the lower class was just one notch, there was a world of difference in strength.

To put it this way, a Lower Bronze Class martial artist could leave a mark on a wall one foot wide with one punch.

A Upper Bronze Class martial artist, on the other hand, could punch through a wall with a single punch. The difference was unimaginable!

Norman's heart had gradually sunk lower.

"Primo, if he's not lying, we're all going to die here today!"

"Die!"

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the crowd could not help but close their eyes and not bear to see Duncan's miserable state.

"A flawed punch! How dare you to show it off?"

Suddenly, a soft voice rang out.

As the crowd looked, they saw Duncan standing still, and Morton's fist was locked in his hand!

"How can this be?"

Norman was confused, Primo was confused, and everyone present, including Morton, was confused.

Duncan, on the other hand, had no intention of stopping and gave it a slight twist.

Click!

"Ah!"

With a crunching sound, Morton burst into a scream of misery, and his face turned from red to pale.

One of his hands was directly broken by Duncan.

Immediately afterward, Duncan threw his hand up and kicked Morton in the stomach.

With a thud, Morton instinctively bent his knees and flopped to the ground. He had one hand over his stomach and his face was even paler than paper.

"Now, do you still want to fight me?"

Duncan looked at him condescendingly and spoke coldly.

Morton, who was powerful, was defeated by Duncan in a single move.

Such strength shocked everyone!