C574 The Phantom of the Basement

Facing Number Sixteen's incomparably ferocious attack, the little boy stood firmly and did not move. Only until the fist was half a foot away from him, did he raise his right hand to grab onto the fist.

"Pa …"

A muffled sound rang out.

Number 16 felt like his fist had hit a huge sponge, and all his strength was gone in an instant.

"Roar!" Number 16 roared, taking the opportunity to kick him