บท 213: Chapter 182: Vincent's Adventure Plan

Standing behind the cook was Vincent.

The cook had just muttered a remark while sitting there, which Vincent, who had just stepped out of the tent, overheard. Today Raul had died, and Vincent was in a terrible mood. When he heard the cook say that inside the tent was like a funeral home, he couldn't restrain himself anymore. Blood rushed to his head and he kicked the chair from under the cook, sweeping him onto the ground.

The cook, naturally explosive in temperament, didn't care who it was when his anger flared. He got up swinging a punch straight at Vincent's face.

The cook had spent several years in prison where he often fought, but that was the brawling style of street thugs. It was much inferior compared to Vincent, a member of the US Navy SEAL, who had undergone extremely rigorous training.