Chapter 326 - Raphael

I watched her drive away in Mas' car. And got punched in the belly-again-for the distraction.

"Son of a bitch, Ivan." I yelled as I bent at the waist, struggling to find some damn air.

He snorted. Bounced on his toes. "Stop googling for her."

I laughed. "Googling?"

He nodded. "Yes. Stop. Fight." He smashed his fists together. "Fight."

Having learned what I needed from Nia, I asked him, "What's my goal?"

He stopped dancing, gave me an odd look. "Goal?"

I nodded. "What do I need to do?"

His face screwed up into an expression that had me doubting my sanity, but I persevered. "Put you on the ground? Knock you out? Chop your neck? What's my goal?"

A lightbulb went off in his eyes. "Knock me out." He nodded, started dancing again. He curled his fingers at me. "Come knock me out, little boy."

In my mind, I ran through all the medical training that would most easily lead to making someone else lose consciousness. Hard blows to the neck. The temple-Nik's roundhouse kick to