Chapter 702

With a sly grin, Mike said, "I heard you think you're all that. Is that true? How dare you pick a fight with Mr. Cline?" Jack couldn't be bothered to waste his time on these rascals. "You're doomed!" Suddenly, Mike swung a fist at Jack's gut. Then, he kicked his waist. To his surprise, Jack remained unfazed as if Mike's attacks were merely scratching an itch. Jack even mockingly glared at him and asked, "Is that all you've got? Give me some challenge, for goodness sake." "I'm going to kill you!" Mike was enraged. Then, he suddenly swung his fist at Jack's head, leaving the stout officer in a state of distress when he saw it. "Mike, watch it! You wouldn't want any blood on your hands." Jack had once been a martial arts master, and his punches carried immense power. If he were to strike with full force in a fit of rage, it could cost someone's life. Yet, Jack stood there as solid as steel, unfazed by Mike's blows. "Put some strength into it," Jack taunted. "Is this how weak you