Chapter 327: The Man in Black's Identity!

"You don't need to know what level I'm at," Stefan Zimmerman said, a half-smile tugging at his lips. "I only want to ask you one thing. Are you still planning to 'teach me a lesson'?" Davis Farrell, standing off to the side, almost laughed out loud. This kid really had a gift. He didn't just kill people, he crushed their pride. The man in black was probably so mad he could spit blood. Serves him right. Tried to show off and got wrecked instead. "Stefan Zimmerman, you-!" The man in black's rage...