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In the center of the bombing, thick smoke filled the air, obscuring vision of the surroundings.
The sign of the bar was broken nearby, yet it still flickered stubbornly with light.
A hand burst out from the ruins, pushing aside a heavy slab of wall above, and with a slight tremble, the debris around it was shaken off and fell away.
Crash...
The debris hit the ground and shattered once again.
This towering figure, at least three meters tall, stretched and squinted, surveying the scene around him.
Then, another man, wearing a black suit and looking disheveled, crawled out from the rubble. He took out his gold-rimmed glasses, put them on, and walked towards a certain spot from memory.
Under the protection of the giant, he hadn't suffered any severe injuries, only a few scratches.
The man reached a certain spot and then turned his head to call out to the blurry figure of the giant, "Robert, come over here and help!"