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Adrian looked at the fist heading toward him and grinned.

"Archh!"

The martial artist screamed as his leg joints bent in the wrong direction, and he couldn't wail any longer as Adrian's knuckles slammed into his jaw.

The martial artist instantly reached the ground as his lights went out.

The rest of the bar inhabitants– stood up. They began to gradually circle Adrian. They scrutinized him while moving around him like wolves.

Adrian's sights blurred as he dizzily walked around the bar. He went to grab a bottle, but a heavy hand stopped him.

Adrian raised his head and saw a big-boned man that towered over him; he glanced back at the bottle.

Adrian smiled and gazed at the man. Unexpectedly, Adrian grabbed the man's holding hand with his two palms and moved back, dragging the big-boned fellow to the ground.

The attacker quickly got up but received a frontal kick that ejected him onto a barrel of sake.

Adrian skedaddled back to the bottle, opened it, and took a gulp of the wine.