Jack, You B*stard

The deafening battle cry made Samson feel as if his ears were ringing. 

In his moment of carelessness, Jack struck his knee. 

At that moment, Jack appeared so monstrously imposing that he commanded submission. 

That aura was formed from a mix of a terrifying killing intent and a murderous presence that only an experienced killer would only have. 

When Samson finally reacted to what had happened, he pushed against his knee and wanted to stand up. 

No matter what, he was a man who dabbled in criminal activities for years, and his hands were stained in blood. He had met people like Jack before. 

But when Jack yelled at him, he actually wanted to throw himself on the floor before him. 

Samson would not stand for that, so he gnashed his teeth together and stood up.