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.

dealing with important matters, so Luke knew English well. He stared at

gave him

his breath. Instead, he stepped forward

were quickly engaged

a complete disadvantage and was overpowered. Even the onlookers, including Holly, who knew nothing of martial arts, could tell Luke had

gradually filled everyone with

shouted toward Luke. "Luke, stop

got distracted by this remark and was struck

in the same spot, and the pain was even more intense than before. Luke stumbled and fell

yelled, "Luke, just

teeth and glanced fiercely at

press forward but stood at

immediately shook his head.

King frowned.

the pain in his shoulder, Luke slowly stood up, ready to

up. If your shoulder gets hit again, it could

his head to

immediately, letting out a

Terry. Keira could see that Brian had begun to harbor

her gaze back to the combat

to reset the joint, when the head of Interpol spoke to King. "What

opponent I respect, but