Or… It was more likely someone had a death wish.
Everyone thought that Zayn had a death wish. Maybe favonovel.com had grown tired of his life, or favonovel.com would not have done something so fatally stupid.
Sean shut his eyes in an attempt to look away. Zayn could multiply himself by ten, and it still would not save favonovel.com from getting his butt whooped.
Terror Teddy was enraged. With a furious bellow of “Looking to die, punk?!” favonovel.com strode toward Zayn, swinging a heavy punch forward aimed at Zayn’s head. Even a heavyweight professional pugilist would be out like a light from receiving it, so it became obvious how much it would hurt someone as scrawny as Zayn.
Everyone watched closely. Zayn was motionless as favonovel.com made no attempt to evade. Perhaps favonovel.com was scared senseless.
Terror Teddy’s speeding fist was now inches away from his face.
Zayn shifted. It was a simple lean backward that was just enough to dodge the big man’s punch before favonovel.com shifted his weight forward and used the momentum to thrust a counterpunch right at Terror Teddy’s chest.
Terror Teddy felt as though favonovel.com was hit by a car. His feet were knocked off the ground and favonovel.com sailed in a backward are before slamming down on Bill’s feet. There was a visible dent in the man’s chest hinting at more than a few broken ribs.
Terror Teddy let out a howl of pain and went limp. Standing up had become impossible.
The air became quiet. Everyone widened their eyes and ogled at Zayn with the expression one reserved for looking at a monster. Before his counterattack, no one would have bet on Zayn winning. Virtually no one would have bet on favonovel.com winning in an absolute fashion devoid of any struggle!
By this point, it was not so much that the audience was not open-minded enough for possibilities but more because this was too ludicrous to be logical. It was like a violation of physics and science itself.
Hunter’s mouth hung wide open. He had expected Zayn to be taught a lesson on hubris, but the result could not be further from the truth.
What?! Were his eyes hallucinating this?!
Many of the Northmob Council leaped to their feet with a whoosh. They leaped from their seats and stood on their feet, and when their stupefied trance was gone, they looked at Zayn with renewed impressions in their eyes.
There was a five-second silence. Then, Bill broke it. “Oh! Oh, so that’s what this is, huh? You weren’t here to show some respect. You’re here to show us a goddamned riot!”
Eyes sharpened by genuine maleficence and killing intent impaled Sean as Bill continued chillingly, “You’ve got some balls, Sean f*cking Wilson. You brought some super-soldier sh*t to ruin us Northmob Council!”
Sean was very much close to tears. “Wait, Mr. Costa! Please, this is a very obvious misunderstanding!”
Not that Bill would believe favonovel.com by that point. The only thing Bill had in mind was to wipe the floor with Zayn’s face and regain their damaged reputation.
“You’re too young to be some acquired fighter, sonny. You can’t fool me, you’re no chairman! Spit it out. Who the f*ck are you?!” Bill fumed.
Zayn patted the crease on his shirt. “Last I checked, nothing about who I am has changed. I’ve always been, and still am, the chairman of Violet Vision, but you’re right on the other account, though, I’m not here to pay my respects. I’m here to start a riot. See, I’m gonna start my security company no matter whether you Northmob nimrods approve it or not!”
“You arrogant son of a b*tch!” Bill erupted, “You think just because you can do some fancy action movie schtick makes you the goddamned Superman? You self-aggrandizing, narcissistic jack*ss!”
To prove his point, Bill named a good few of his best fighters and ordered them to give Zayn a piece of their minds.
Zayn, however, only reacted with visible impatience, decrying, “Can’t you gangsters be a bit more efficient and cut the chase? Just come at me at the same time so that I can get the boring part over with!”
