C95 The Army Is Coming too

"Since this little youth is so arrogant, how about I fight him?"

A hoarse voice sounded from outside the hospital, followed by a clap of thunder. A rough looking man stood on the windowsill, and lightly jumped into the ward.

It was a man in his forties, with tattoos all over his body, a mouth that was at least ten centimeters long, and muscles as thick as pipes in his arms