My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Luke went straight up to the stage.

His eyes firmly fixed on King, filled with a resolve of burning all bridges.

Luke had misunderstood James's meaning.

He thought James meant that even if the match were lost and the prisoner was to be handed over to Interpol, there would still be other ways to interrogate her.

But from Luke's perspective, he had to keep Vera South here.

Otherwise, it would be a disgrace for the Special Division.

After sending out ten people, they still couldn't defeat King, and if word got out that they had the advantage yet lost the fight, it would be humiliating!

He had to save their dignity!

Luke took a deep breath and launched an attack at King!

Unfortunately, Luke wasn't in the same league as King. Before Luke's fist could reach King's face, King stepped to the side, landing a punch on Luke's shoulder.

Luke felt an agonizing pain, and he almost couldn't raise his left arm!

Staggering back, he steadied himself, then moved his shoulder, realizing it was dislocated. Bearing the pain, he used his other arm to snap it back into position with a "clack".

Just one exchange left him drenched in sweat from the pain.

Seeing his condition, King couldn't help but laugh, "You're no match for me. Give up."

He spoke perfect English.

the Special Division meant dealing with important matters, so Luke knew English well. He stared at King and replied, "Giving up is out of the

then gave him a thumbs-up. "You have my

breath. Instead,

two of them were quickly engaged

including Holly, who

gradually filled everyone

he shouted toward Luke. "Luke, stop fighting! You can't

got distracted by this remark and was struck

pain was even more intense

"Luke, just give

clenched his teeth and glanced fiercely at his

still maintained some sense of humanity. He didn't press forward but stood at a

immediately shook his head. "I

King frowned.

taking a deep breath and getting accustomed to the pain in his shoulder,

just give up. If your shoulder gets hit again, it could lead to habitual dislocations, and you might never

turned his head to Terry and snapped,

head immediately, letting

his waist and glanced at Terry. Keira could see that Brian had

gaze back to the combat

shoulder, preparing to reset the joint, when the head of Interpol spoke to King.

but my head won't allow me