Chapter 745 Why Is This Happening


    Francisco didn''t expect Donald''s arm to be so durable. He raised his foot and was about to kick


    Donald''s abdomen, but Donald gently pped Francisco''s leg with his left hand without warning.


    Crack!


    Francisco''s leg, which was as muscr and thick as a reinforcing bar, was dislocated.


    Diego and his subordinates were bbergasted. What''s going on?


    Usually, Francisco could boot a hole in the wall with a kick, yet his leg was dislocated after being


    lightly tapped by Donald.


    Francisco backed up a few steps while holding his leg. Then, using both hands, he twisted and


    relocated his dislocated leg.


    However, this time, Francisco no longer dared to underestimate Donald. Is he also a martial artist?


    “Brat, who exactly are you?”


    After exchanging blows earlier, Francisco realized he wasn''t Donald''s match in closebat.


    Although he had underestimated his opponent''s capabilities earlier, he hadn''t held back at all.


    Yet, not only did Donald effortlessly halt his attack but also nearly broke one of his legs.


    “My identity is unimportant. What matters is that you''ve messed with the wrong person.” Donald


    turned to Diego. “I suppose Pietro is also one of your men, right? Minnie invited us here to enjoy the


    hot springs because of your instigation, too, isn''t it?”


    “So what if I orchestrated the whole thing?” Diego took out twenty thousand in cash from his bag


    and ced the money on the table. Gritting his teeth, he said to Francisco, “Francisco, as long as


    you can eliminate this brat, you can take this twenty thousand right away.”


    Twenty thousand for killing one man? Even Donald felt pity for Francisco, as a Penta Ste Warrior


    like thetter had stooped to that level.


    With the incentive of money, Francisco crackled his knuckles again and unleashed his Ste


    Warrior force field.


    The muscles on his body bulged, and his blood vessels writhed like living worms beneath his skin.


    He roared like a beast and charged at Donald again.


    Bang!


    Francisco swung his fist at Donald. Thetter stepped aside to dodge the attack, causing Francisco


    to punch and shatter the marble dining table into small pieces.


    Donald slightly narrowed his eyes. Francisco''s punch is packed with destructive power far


    exceeding my expectations.


    Donald didn''t face several consecutive punches head-on. To outsiders like Diego and his


    subordinates, it seemed Donald was losing after Francisco activated his Ste Warrior force field.


    Taking in the sight of Donald getting chased around by Francisco, Diego shed a smug smile.


    Weren''t you behaving arrogantly earlier, brat? Why don''t you keep up your haughty demeanor now?


    Diego took out a cigar from his pocket and ced it in his mouth.


    Just as he was about to light the cigar, Donald, who had been dodging, suddenly stood still.


    Francisco threw a punch at Donald''s face. If that punch hit its target, there was no way Donald


    could remain standing.


    However, to everyone''s surprise, Donald also swung his fist at Francisco''s. A head-on collision? Is


    this brat tired of living?


    Donald had merely used a third of his strength when throwing that punch, but when their fists


    collided, Francisco''s expression changed drastically.


    Donald''s punch struck with an unstoppable force like a meteorite, crushing Francisco''s right arm


    and crippling him in the blink of an eye.


    Everyone heard Francisco let out an agonized scream. Immediately afterward, his right arm


    became dislocated and mangled, causing the bones in his arm to fly out.


    Francisco had been chasing Donald around the room moments ago, but now, Donald had defeated


    him with just a single move.


    Francisco clutched his arm and knelt on the floor, colors draining from his countenance. “W-Why is


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