“Let’s get you behind a safe place,” said Sherman, and that was all Rita could remember. Before she knew it, she had been led behind the sofa.

Sherman then lunged forward and delivered a flying kick to Esmond. Had the lackey been quick enough to stop him, his kick would have landed square on Esmond’s face.

Esmond erupted in anger. He had been hustling for many years, and the only time people never called him’ boss’ was during his earlier days. Seeing someone give him such a huge kick was absolutely infuriating to him.

“You don’t seem to want to have a chat. In that case, I’ll have my men beat the crap out of you!”

However, Esmond had overestimated his men’s abilities. In all their years of fistfights, they tended to rely on their numbers to bully other people. When it came down to real fights, they were powerless.

Sherman, however, was different. His family hired a coach to train him when he was younger, and boxing was one of his outlets for stress relief. He maintained that habit of using boxing as a warm-up even after all those years.

he had never fought against ordinary people before, and Esmond’s men were the perfect opportunity

that much time to spend in the gym, so regular training sessions were the only

“Ah!”

don’t you fight

don’t hide

Before

expected that round to be a sure win, Sherman

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