Love At The Wrong Table

In the heat of the moment, Blake unleashed a barrage of strikes on Yosef, seizing the advantage.

“Haha, fancy being on the other side of the blade for once, huh? Now you know how it feels!”

Unlike most fighters, Blake relished the thrill of battle, especially when dominating a worthy opponent.

Yet, Blake was taken aback. Yosef casually grabbed a broom, wielding it like a seasoned warrior, pushing Blake back.

“Well, I’ll be d*mned. Didn’t expect you to handle a broom like a pro.”

Wide-eyed, Blake realized he had underestimated Yosef. His plan to catch him off guard now backfired. Now that both were armed, his edge was all but lost!

Should I make a run for it? Or face him head-on?

Suddenly, Blake found himself in a dilemma akin to Hamlet’s.

“Casanova, are you in there? Casanova!”

Unexpectedly, Abellyn’s voice echoed outside the house, cutting through the tense atmosphere.

“Why are you here, woman?” Blake’s tone dripped with anger as he turned to face her.

“Weren’t you the one who asked me to come look for you earlier? Ryder’s on my tail!

Abellyn’s voice trembled with urgency.

a disabled man? He can’t possibly keep up with you all the way here! Quit your fretting!”

situation. Surprised, she inquired, “Is he the one who harmed our

him!” Blake spat out the words

remained stoic, emanating an icy demeanor.

both Blake and Abellyn incredulously, “Isn’t there a misunderstanding here? Mr. Yosef is kind-hearted! He wouldn’t harm your son!”

“He’s kind?”

the saying, ‘wolf in sheep’s clothing’? Society’s a lot more treacherous than you imagine. Don’t always equate appearances with justice. Today, I’m the avenger in

the unsightly man, torn about who

indifferent. “Ellie, step aside and let

a jumble. Why won’t

who handles

this confrontation, having faced this opponent numerous times. Victory was his

brandished his

Sweeping Strike!

Uppercut and Heavy Chop!

of the Flying Swallow!

Golden Bell and Invincible Iron

skills were equally formidable, marking him as

to

that Yosef was responsible for Tommy’s concussion, seized the chao’s to her advantage. She

hell!”

“No!”