Ghost Tank sees Christian riding along in some kind of car, Tank didn't give a shit about, running faster than most men, even Usain Bolt could run, and slammed every inch of his 380+ plus frame of muscles into the car, forcing it to swerve and hit a wall. Ghost Tank walked over to the crashed vehicle, and slammed his fist through it and yanked Christian out of the car, and pinning him outright in his dazed and confused state, as a ref leaps out of a Lyft vehicle from behind Andrews's, and goes for the count!

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Kick out! Andrews looks confused, before hopping in the refs Lyft vehicle and heading home.