Chapter 11
John halted, he was taken aback by the child before him, he then burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! Are you for real, kid? Planning to take me on? Hahaha! You must be out of your mind," he cackled, with tears streaming down his face.
Charlotte and Emma shared a look of concern, their eyes darting to Alexander. The odds were clearly in favor for the adult in such a mismatch.
"Move back," Jeff instructed, his voice steady as he handed the axe to Charlotte.
Charlotte's eyes widened as the axe was thrown out and seemed to float in the air before her.
"Use this to protect yourselves. I'll handle the rest. This is just payback for standing up to us," he stated, locking eyes with John.
Reluctantly, Charlotte caught the axe, with her hands gripping it tightly. She stepped back with the other three girls, positioning the weapon vertically in front of her.
Emma then scanned their surroundings, searching for any possible escape route.
"That was a slick line, kid, but now it's time to prove it," John stated icily, his face hardening into an expression of lethal intent.
"Yeah, yeah, let me handle this kid first so we can get on with it. My little brother's getting impatient," muttered one of the thugs behind John, his face twisted into an impatient sneer as he closed the distance between him and Jeff.
"Jeff, be careful!" Layla shouted, her voice filled with concern.
The five of them were worried, knowing Jeff was about to face five adults on his own. The odds seemed impossible.
"Kid, you talk big, but now it's time for you to eat my fist!" the thug yelled, throwing a powerful punch aimed directly at Jeff.
But Jeff was ready. His expression remained cold as he sidestepped the blow with ease. In an instant, his arms shot forward.
Whoosh
A swift, gushing sound filled the air as Jeff's hands moved like lightning, striking the thug's bare chest with pinpoint accuracy. The man gasped, staggering by the force of the blow.
"What the heck just happened?" John, who was standing in front of him, exclaimed in shock.
He hadn't seen the movement of the fist at all, which made him step back slightly, feeling shocked and fearful.
The fat man with the bulky frame came at him next seeing that he was this capable, throwing a wild, heavy punches.
But even his size and brute strength were no match for Jeff's speed. Jeff ducked under a punch, his hands darting out to strike the fat man's ribs, then his jaw.
But because of the body fat, it did not fully hit its ribs.
The man crumpled to the ground, clutching his sides in pain. Even though his body is filled with fat, it seems to penetrate it, so the damage was still there, he even felt his jaw was dislocated for a moment.
The heavyset man then knelt on the ground, unable to move any further as the pain was too unbearable, particularly in his jaw.
The other 2 men rushed in, but Jeff remained calm, his stance with one hand like that of a knife and one hand of a fist.
With a quick and fluid movements, he deflected their strikes with ease, each counterattack precise and efficient.
The man who was hit in the face, felt like he was hit by a swinging bat. Making him fall to the ground in a strong impact. A punch then came behind him, but he just parried it with one hands.
"Shit, is this kid superman. If you are, then I'm batman" he said throwing another kick.
Jeff just looked at him coldly, since when he fought. He talks with his fist not with his words, he leaned sideways holding the kick in his palm
He then struck it down with his elbow making a bone crunching sound, after that he dashed towards him closing in the distance.
He then released a barrage of punches that made a lot of sound when it hits the flesh.
They can't see the speed of the punch, but the sound is the only thing they can hear, knowing that the speed is something not a human could do.
Jeff halted as the man's eyes became lifeless and he fell to the ground. In a mere two seconds, he had thrown an astonishing 10 to 13 punches, each in rapid succession.
John, witnessing the man who was in a hurry to discipline the kid now being beaten up, was terrified.
In less than a minute, the fight was over. The men lay groaning on the ground, defeated, while Jeff stood unscathed, breathing calmly.
Charlotte, still gripping the axe, stared in disbelief. "He... he did it," she whispered, in a low voice looking at this with an astonishing look.
"That was so fast," Jessica said, her mouth agape in awe.
"So strong!" Ariana exclaimed, her expression one of surprise.
They couldn't comprehend his movements at all, his hands moved with the speed of lightning, making it impossible to follow with the naked eye.
Jeff then turned his attention to John, who was sweating profusely.
"Now can you back your own word?" he uttered narrowing his eyes, with a sneer in his lips.
John's face turned pale upon hearing this, and he hurriedly bowed his head in defeat.
"I'm sorry for offending you, this mouth of mine is just uncontrollable," he said, too afraid to meet his gaze.
Jeff merely sneered, as this was what he despised the most. A person that is so cowardly they would rather bow in the presence of true power.
"Then you better control your mouth, or I will make sure you will never talk again," he exclaimed, full of threat as he looked back to the girls like nothing had ever happened.
"Let's go," he said to them while he walked first, leaving the scene behind.
The three girls were shocked as they followed behind him. Charlotte decided to follow him as well since staying here can be a problem now when she knows what they truly are.
Holding the axe, she and Emma left the place, following Jeff. But Emma first stopped and turned around, while showing her tongue to annoy John, who was looking at the two of them.
Her face was filled with disgust and criticism. His face turned red from this, and his anger flared. But there was nothing he could do at all. He was no match from the kid, skills.
"Hahaha! What a coward!" Emma spoke loudly.
She then held Charlotte's palm as they ran towards Jeff, who was a little far away now.
Realizing they had left, he stamped his foot in fury. He had lost face from this, his reputation as a high and mighty person was at stake.
He was a grown man, why should he fear a young man?
"Just you wait, kid, this isn't over," he seethed internally, his eyes were blazing with rage.
Jeff, who was walking in the front, didn't speak, but was in deep thought since he couldn't find water.
He had also accepted a new member from the group, and he knew that food was going to be shared by each.
So he had to think wisely, but fresh water was more important since dehydration was going to occur more currently here. Everything that was appearing in his mind was water, water, and water.
"Hey, kid, what's your name? I can't believe you can defeat four adult men in just a minute. You just throw a punch like this, and then another gatling gun like, yayaya," Emma exclaimed, who was beside him, filled with stars in her eyes.
Mimicking his movements earlier, but her punch was so clumsy as she threw it in the air.
"My name is Jeff Anzon. You can call me Jeff or Anzon, it totally depends on you. Well, I'm just only lucky since I know martial arts when I was a kid, so that's just about it," he replied, looking at her with a smile.
Seeing his smile in front of her, she couldn't help but be momentarily stunned. "Handsome," she muttered.
The sound was heard by everyone, and he too heard it, but just smiled that is so broken.
Charlotte, noticing this, quickly pulled Emma to her side, "Emma, don't you have any shame? There are lots of kids in the back, see?" she whispered in her ear.
Emma then looked back and saw them staring at her.
"Hehe, Don't think about it, boss. I was just teasing him, but really he was really charming just now. Why don't you try and take a good look at him?" she replied in a whisper as well.
Charlotte, hearing this, just looked at her coldly, puffing her cheeks and closing her eyes. But she slid the other one open, looking at Jeff, and she couldn't deny that he was really hot when dealing with those bastards.