Manu was the last to get up. He shoved his chair back and, with a leap, jumped over the table, ready to throw a punch.
«HOW DARE YOU!» he yelled, winding up his right fist.
But Matt ducked to the left and down, crouching low to touch his left knee while keeping his guard tight. Then, he countered with a left hook to the liver, dropping Manu to his knees.
«Ugh,» grunted Jacob's buddy, clutching the hit spot.
But as he looked up, he got hit with a quick right hook to the chin that knocked him out cold.
Bruno, Oliver, and Enzo, still behind Manu and Jacob, who were now on the ground, froze when they realized that Matt wasn't the weak target they used to know. His fighting skills were clear, making them hesitate on what to do next.
Watching the scene, Marijan grinned. He then jumped out of his seat, leapt over the table, and he threw himself at Enzo. They both hit the ground, exchanging punches.
«LET GO OF ME, YOU BASTARD!» Enzo shouted as he fought with Marijan.
«YOU PIECE OF SHIT!» Marijan shot back, landing a punch to his face and rolling on the ground.
Realizing what was happening, Frederick and Cyrus walked into the restaurant and shoved Oliver and Bruno from behind, sending them crashing into the tables.
«Hello, assholes!» Cyrus greeted them with a mocking grin.
After being shoved, Oliver and Bruno swung punches wildly, but Frederick and Cyrus overpowered them, landing stomach kicks while Enzo and Marijan kept rolling on the floor.
The three girls there ran out of the restaurant. Matt, instead, found himself surrounded by more former classmates trying to grab him, but he fought with everything he had. He threw hooks left and right to break through and escape the dangerous situation.
«LET GO OF ME!» he screamed as they came at him.
As the brawl continued, tables and chairs were flipped, and food was scattered everywhere. The waiters started fleeing the chaos, trying unsuccessfully to call the cops. After recovering from the blow, Jacob grabbed the dagger he'd hidden in his pocket with his left hand and lunged at Matt, aiming straight for his throat.
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«YOU'RE FINISHED!» he yelled as he came closer.
Once freed from the grip of the other former classmates, Matt spotted Jacob's downward slash just in time and quickly slid to the right, pulling off a U-shaped dodge with his fists up by his nose.
The Cobra lost his balance, and at that moment, Matt seized the opportunity to reposition himself to Jacob's left with a quick pivot and countered with a left hook to his jaw. Jacob hit the ground again. The dagger slipped from his hands, and his head slammed into the floor with a thud.
