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.

English well.

raised an eyebrow in surprise, then gave him a thumbs-up.

breath. Instead, he stepped forward and attacked

were quickly

Holly, who knew nothing of

realization gradually filled

eyes flickered, and he shouted toward Luke. "Luke,

King, Luke got distracted by this remark

pain was even more intense than before. Luke stumbled and fell to his knees, turning

immediately yelled, "Luke, just

teeth and glanced fiercely

sense of humanity. He didn't press forward but stood at a distance

his head. "I

King frowned.

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

"Luke, 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

lowered his head immediately,

waist and glanced at Terry. Keira could see

her gaze back

the joint, when the head of Interpol spoke to King. "What are you waiting for? Finish this match, and stop wasting

respect, but my head won't

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