My Substitute CEO Bride

Chapter 387

“I’m not going to hold myself back!”

“Come on!!!”

The muscular man roared.

Given his current state, he felt he could even take a bull head-on.

All of a sudden, Bradley kicked the muscular man in the crotch.

“Ahhhh!”

The muscular man clapped his hand over his crotch as he fell to the ground and roared in pain. His companions also felt a phantom pain in their crotch as they watched the scene unfold.

The other muscular man roared, “Stupid old man, how dare you not play by the rules?!”

They had agreed to let him have the first punch, and he decided to pull a dirty trick by kicking one of them in the crotch.

Bradley said calmly, “I’m sure everyone heard him begging me to hit him just now…”

“Ahh… K-Kill him!”

The crotchal region of the muscular man’s pants became covered in blood as he roared in pain. His companions gritted their teeth and swung their fists at Bradley’s temples.

They had packed so much force into their punches that there were whooshing sounds as they swept their fists through the air. If those punches landed on Bradley’s head, he would, at the very least, suffer from a concussion if he did not die from the impact.

The fat man and his companions had sneers on their faces.

working on the

was their contractor.

them, the third and fifth oldest

move packs of cement around the construction site, those

their bare hands or breaking steel pipes against their

how things would end when Number Five moved to strike Bradley.

doubt the old man

his concussion would be so severe that he would fall into a coma.

“Grandpa, run…”‘

”

was pale as he screamed at the top of his lungs.

raised a hand and grabbed the muscular man’s fist.

when everyone witnessed his

“What?”

“Holy shit?”

“Impossible!”

filled with confidence just

was able to form

the old man manage

truly

most surprised

much force he

Three, who had well-defined muscles all over his body, dared take him on in a fistfight, so how had the old man done

held him in place, and