Chapter 87: Iron Leg Jonas Zimmerman

Salvatore Casson had already seen it-the guy had been waiting for him, just to pick a fight. He didn't care. If the man couldn't tell how deep the water ran, he would let him taste it. "Since you want a lesson, I'll give you one." His face stayed impassive. "I've watched you show off the Inch Punch online. Fine. I'll show you what a real Inch Punch looks like." Marcelo Hauk exploded, "You're too arrogant!" "Not arrogance," Salvatore said calmly. "Ignorance. Don't you claim you can break five red...