章 128: The Ash Wolves (2)

"Get him!" someone else shouted. 

Immediately, three thugs charged at Noah whilst shouting slurs. One of them held a metal pipe, the other a crowbar whilst the last was swinging a heavy chain.

Noah smirked as he saw them charge like idiots, his calm eyes analysing their movements. As the pipe swung aiming at Noah's jaw.

Noah got closer to the man and caught it before it could reach its maximum power, and with a single powerful twist of the wrist, he spun the pipe once, stealing it from the thug's grip with a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"Thanks," Noah said, before striking with the pipe, down on the thug's knee.

A sickening crunch echoed through the hallway as the man dropped, howling in agony as his knee caved in an unnatural shape.

The guy with the crowbar hesitated, faltering just long enough for Noah to throw an elbow into his face, feeling the crack of his nose, as the man stumbled back, dazed. Noah didn't give him a chance to recover.