Wallace, holding a cigarette between his fingers, replied in a low, gruff voice, “It seems she doesn’t heed my advice.”
“I’ve heard about the incident in Blackeye,” Maloney remarked, his hand resting on his chin. “Word has it that there was some sort of mishap in Jeffry’s warehouse, and it ended up exploding.”
Wallace responded with curiosity, “Really? They discovered the cause so quickly?”
A sly smile played on Maloney’s lips as he replied, “If Miss Moore and her companions hadn’t departed when they did, I fear they might have been caught up in the explosion.”
Hearing this, Wallace turned to Maloney with a subtle smile in his deep-set eyes. “She seems to have quite the luck.”
The two men maintained a facade of ignorance, not revealing their true knowledge of the situation.
Meanwhile, in the boxing ring, amidst a fierce battle, only the dark horse from the previous year, Adam Pearson, remained standing.
The surrounding combatants were all visibly battered and being escorted away, while Adam bore only minor bruises. His eyes held a sinister glint as he surveyed the ring.
Adam relentlessly taunted everyone around him. The members of various mercenary teams and organizations who had witnessed his earlier battles remained cautious and refrained from engaging with him any further, recognizing the futility of challenging him.
Adam directed his harsh words towards Bryson.
“Why has the K Group turned into a bunch of cowards since your leader changed? None of you dare to participate in this year’s boxing match? It’s common knowledge that your K Group has grown feeble without your leader. Without him, you’re nothing more than losers overshadowed by me! If you’re too afraid to compete, why even bother showing up here? Ha ha!”
Tensions flared within the team as one member, unable to tolerate Adam’s taunting any longer, stood up and appeared ready to rush down towards the boxing ring.
Bryson intervened, his tone cold and authoritative, “Our leader specifically instructed me to bring you all here this time because he didn’t want our group to be absent from the event, not to engage in unsanctioned challenges with other mercenary teams or organizations.”
Despite Bryson’s warning, the impulsive individual remained unyielding, declaring with determination, “Even if it means risking my life, I won’t stand for insults here!”
With those words, he turned and descended into the arena, prepared to accept the challenge. Caleb, sensing trouble, moved to intervene, but Bryson raised a hand to halt him, saying, “Let him go if that’s his choice.”
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As the man entered the ring, Adam casually flexed his wrist and remarked, “You’ve come here seeking death? I won’t hold back against someone from the K Group!”
In a bold move, the impulsive man charged straight at his formidable opponent, capturing the undivided attention of everyone.
Initially, many had assumed that the members of the K Group would provide a formidable challenge to Adam.
However, to their surprise, after just five rounds of intense combat, Adam landed a devastating blow to the man’s abdomen, causing him to expel a mouthful of blood.
Without granting his opponent a moment’s respite, Adam let out a cold snort and delivered a forceful kick, sending the man tumbling away.
The crowd erupted with excitement, and those who relished watching the spectacle began cheering enthusiastically for Adam. The thunderous applause reverberated throughout the audience.
Adam advanced methodically towards the fallen man, who was now spitting blood, and maliciously placed his foot on the man’s chest, sneering, “The K Group truly lives up to its reputation as a bunch of losers!”
Despite the excruciating pain, the man resisted, his forehead beaded with sweat as he defiantly retorted, “Don’t get too cocky!”
Summoning all his determination, he reached up and forcibly pulled at Adam’s foot that pinned him down, locking eyes with Adam as he gritted his teeth. “If you have the guts, finish me. If not, shut your mouth…”