Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 1507 Surrender 

Emmanuel would indeed have a tough time tonight.

“Mackenzie, do you think Emmanuel can win?”

Beatrix began to feel nervous as she subconsciously clenched her fists.

For some reason, seeing Emmanuel fighting in the ring reminded her of her masked hero. She wondered if she was attracted to Emmanuel again since her imagination had been shattered.

Mackenzie didn’t answer her, but her inner tension was undoubtedly greater than hers.

“Emmanuel, you’re the only man of the Quillen family, the father of our child. We’re all watching you. You can’t lose.”

Mackenzie could only silently pray for Emmanuel.

On the other side, Yasmine finally showed an excited expression. “Emmanuel, can you make me feel more excited?”

She had been waiting all night for this moment.

In the ring, the fighter in white pants didn’t give Emmanuel any time to catch his breath.

Before he could react, he delivered another Dragon Duo Strike, which tore a hole in

Emmanuel’s clothes.

Immediately following was the Moon Gazing Strike, a punch straight to Emmanuel’s chest from below.

Apart from Mackenzie, Nathan was also wide-eyed. Nobody expected someone to give

Emmanuel such trouble.

Emmanuel’s strength had recovered.

Whoosh!

Gazing Strike possessed great destructive power, it needed a Honger time to be

grabbed the wrist of the fighter in white

the attack. Upon landing, they counterattacked Emmanuel’s

moves

completely mesmerized unable to blink their eyes.

in the

was sweating coldly. If he were to confront any of these fighters from the right half area tonight, he would be utterly defeated.

quite lucky.

popularity, and earned prize money. The other matters were not

Zaiden sweated over as he watched

always known that Emmanuel of the Quillen family was exceptionally s but it was only

arts skills, he

Althea had been foolish enough to look down on

felt nervous, although Emmanuel displayed an exceptionally high level of

fighter in white pants executed the

swift, continuously smashing down on

Emmanuel kept evading.

punch from the fighter in white pants left a terrifying fist imprint

Angela gently placed her hand on her father’s back. She smiled confidently as

war god was

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