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The dull thuds drowned out the notification in his mind as heavy fists slammed into the tire post.
Bare-backed, with white bandages wrapped around his abdomen, Miao Mu's muscles looked as solid as cast iron. His fists flew like a storm, pounding the tire in front of him.
The wooden post in the middle was pierced by the force from Miao Mu's fists, cracking sharply.
"The doctor told you to move less. It would be best if you took some time off."
Holding a cup of black tea, Nygma walked to the entrance of the gym, sat in a nearby recliner, and watched the sun set in the distance.
"The doctor? Fuck, he even prescribed me sedatives."
Miao Mu drew back his fist, settled into a horse stance, drove with the balls of his feet, and twisted his waist in unison with his stance before throwing a heavy punch into the tire.
The wooden stake behind the tire looked as though it had been blasted by a shell. Fine wood chips flew everywhere, leaving behind an incomplete semicircle, as if something had taken a bite out of it.
"Look. Good as new." Miao Mu grinned, patted his abdomen, and picked up the jacket beside him.
"We're short on manpower. Should we recruit some people?" Nygma took a sip of black tea and admired the afterglow of the setting sun.
Hunting down those Assassin League people these past few days had kept him and Otis incredibly busy.
Unfortunately... those people had noses that were too sharp. Even with Otis's rat swarm helping, they still could not eliminate all of them.
In the end, they were simply short-handed. If they had a few more people, why would they need