The Mighty Dragon Warrior

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” The bald fat man smirked. “I found you annoying and wanted to teach you a lesson. But
you were too strong for me to beat you up alone. Braxton is my friend and tried to help me. Who knew you would stab him to
death!”
The bald man put on a serious expression and spoke as if he was telling the truth.
“Yes, yes. We saw you throw the dagger and kill Braxton!” The others in the detention cell voiced their support for the bald fat
man.
The bald fat man’s eyes gleamed with delight, but he sighed and said tearfully, “Braxton, my good friend. It’s a pity that you have
to die like this! But don’t worry. Even if I can’t avenge you. I will make sure to tell you family once I get out of here!”
Jacob sprinted at him at lightning speed and punched him squarely in his stomach. The punch drained all the blood from his face
and caused him to collapse onto the floor.
Then, Jacob stared at the bald fat man closely and said in a chilling tone, “Don’t make me repeat the question. Tell me. Who sent
you to frame me?”
Jacob did not bother to wait for his answer and stabbed him with his fingers.
“Argh!” The bald fat man screamed in pain.
The others looked on fearfully as veins and vessels protruded on the bald fat man’s right hand. It swelled to double its size within
a few seconds.
“What are you doing?” A police officer rushed over, wielding a baton.
Jacob glanced at him and turned away to stab the bald fat man with his fingers again.
The bald fat man screamed. His left hand became swollen and red.
“D*mn... D*mn you! Kill me if you dare!” The bald fat man was sweating profusely. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, “This is
nothing to me!”
“What a stubborn fellow.” Jacob frowned and pressed a finger onto the bald fat man’s hand.
“Argh! It hurts!” The bald fat man widened his eyes and trembled with pain as he screamed, “Police... Help!”

Within the span of a few breaths, the man fell onto the floor, twitching. His exposed skin was as red as cooked prawns.
“I’m warning you. Stop right now!” The police officer shouted from outside the detention cell and bang his baton against the steel
bars.
Jacob pulled his finger away and glanced at the other people in the detention cell. “Is there anyone among you who can tell me
who set me up?”
The others exchanged glances and huddled together under Jacob’s intimidating glare.
“You won’t tell me? Then, you will all suffer like him.” Jacob stood straight and kicked the bald fat man’s right leg.
Crack! The bald fat man widened his eyes and wailed, “Argh! My leg!”
“You have until the count of three to consider your options.” Jacob looked at the rest of the people there. “If you won’t say
anything, I assure you that you will suffer ten times worse than this guy.”
The police officer looked on fearfully as Jacob threatened everyone in the detention cell before him. He sighed and left the room.
“One.”
Jacob leaned his back against the steel bars and faced everyone calmly. But the people he looked at were panicking.
“Two.”
Jacob narrowed his eyes slightly, sending fear into everyone’s hearts.
“Three.”
Jacob took a step forward and caused everyone to cower in fear.
“Is no one saying anything? Alright then.” Jacob nodded coldly and dashed into the crowd.