With a puff.
The bearded man froze.
He clutched his crotch with both hands, then fell over stiffly.
The other guys got even angrier seeing this.
Three of them charged together.
Armed with daggers, they rushed at Dirk Carter.
Even though Dirk was skilled, he couldn't fend off three daggers. In the exchanges, his arm got cut.
But even so.
He still shielded Corinne Quance, not letting them get an inch closer.
One against three, holding his ground.
The fight was deadlocked.
Elijah Newhart fumbled at his waist.
He pulled out a dark homemade shotgun, cocked it, and pointed it at Dirk Carter, shouting, "All of you, stop right there!"
At his command.
Everyone froze.
Dirk Carter was no exception.
"Keep fighting, let's see how tough you are!"
Elijah Newhart bellowed at Dirk Carter with murderous intent.
Seeing Dirk losing his swagger, Elijah was smug.
