The woman flexed her shoulders and asked, "Do you admit defeat?"

Victor: For some reason, the red-dressed woman standing in front of him suddenly became terrifying.

In the end, Victor was carried off by the other three from Benevolence Hall.

When they left in a hurry, the martial arts arena was filled with cheers.

Nora let Victor off.

After all, it was difficult to teach manners to a dead person However, this could also be considered revenge for Randy.

She gave Linda a comforting look.

When she got off the stage, Quentin grabbed her arm.

He looked at her with a complicated expression.

"Who are you?"

Just who exactly she was? Nora raised her eyebrows and replied, "A disciple of the Quinn School of Martial Arts."

Quentin: Nora didn't pay any more attention to Quentin.

Instead, she walked toward the exit.

Elsewhere.

Victor, who was carried out of the arena and into a car by three people, was sent to a villa in the suburbs.

Upon seeing Victor being carried into the living room, the big and tall green-eyed boxing champion Abigail, sitting on the sofa in the living room, slowly sat upright.

Abigail was 6'5" tall and weighed 220 pounds.

He was strong and sturdy and had huge muscles all over him.

His build was a little similar to Jordan Hoffman's, but the power in his bulging arm muscles was much, much greater than Jordan's.

He stared at Victor and scoffed, "What a useless piece of trash! I've invested so many resources in you, yet you can' t even force Big Sister out of hiding? On top of that, you even let a nobody female disciple from the Quinn School of Martial Arts injure you this badly!"

If anyone other than Victor had suffered such injuries, he would already have passed out cold and been unable to speak.

However, Victor had already somewhat gotten over the initial pain and discomfort after resting on the way here.

His physical resilience was astonishingly good.

His lips trembled as he slowly said, "I'm sorry, sir.Give me some more time, I'll definitely defeat Big Sister in the finals!"

Abigail sneered, "You'd best remember what you just said! He gave a wave after he spoke.Only then did the rest of the people there carry Victor upstairs.There was no medical equipment upstairs.In spite of that, they left immediately after throwing Victor onto the bed in the room.

No one mentioned anything about going to the hospital.

they had already become accustomed to it long

picked up his cell phone and was making

to take any action.Victor

for a moment

"Yes, that's right."

Sister hasn't taken

"No"

seems that Victor isn't

Abigail's voice deepened.

me to take

their problems themselves, but be sure to take off Big Sister's mask in the finals!" Abigail

been wearing a

soon as he said that, Abigail

Big Sister is a fake? Then who

it out again at this

"It's No.028!" He exclaimed.

you're not that stupid, after all “ Then, he said, "I heard that Caleb Gray is in New York? Keep an eye on him and see what he has been up to recently, as

"Yes, sir.'' 

up, Abigail looked upstairs with a cold look in his

would pose such a threat to her that her mother would leave such last

a conspiracy was slowly surfacing into the open, yet all of it was beyond

know who the

to the Smiths with those doubts on her

as she entered the house, she saw Yvonne

her,

Nora looked at her.

in the living room also looked at her.Yvonne bit her lip

Nora nodded.

"That's normal."

Maddy to the hospital, Nora.It won't do for him

indifferently, "I just

Yvonne:"?"

doesn't have any children and is all alone, after staying here in the Smiths' manor for so long, he's pretty

Nora walked straight upstairs.

Yvonne followed behind her.

continue when Nora suddenly stopped and looked back

anyone ever told you that

was low and

so many people present, her

and servants looked

end, all of them lowered

Yvonne suddenly flushed.

Nora to

I know you're irritated because I'm so long-winded, but there are some things that the Smiths can do, and some things

Nora stared at her.

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