C99 If You Don't Want to Die You Won't Die

"Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack.

There was a round of applause, and it was me who clapped.

Hearing the sound of my clapping hands, the muscular man who was practicing boxing stopped his movements.

He stood there, cold and still, watching me carefully. The sandbags he had just sent flying slammed into him, but he stood still as if he didn't feel any pain