Chapter 107 Hirre's Resback

Swoosh!

A black heavy mace flew towards the man who had just spoken some ill words to the members of the Buwaya Tribe.

Fortunately, the mace didn't hit the man but only grazed past his head with a hairbreadth. Looking at how the iron mace slammed heavily on the ground not too far away behind that man, it would have crushed his head if it hit him.

“Consider yourself lucky that I didn't purposely hit you, you pest. Next time I do it again, I will surely send your ugly head flying,” The member of the Buwaya Tribe who threw the mace earlier warned coldly.

But deep within his mind, he couldn't help but doubt. What the hell was that? He missed? With such a short distance, he actually missed? It had to be known that it was almost impossible for him to miss his target, especially with that distance and an unmoving target. Thus, he really was doubtful about how could he miss. He was still intending to kill that bastard to serve him as an example of what would happen for disrespecting them. But