The entire room was in an uproar.
Hanks obviously came to humiliate the locals.
Francis felt humiliated.
But at this moment, there was no way for turning back.
With that, he gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice, âOkay! If I lose, I can do it, but what if you lose?â
âHa-ha!â
Hanks laughed. âYou think Iâll lose? You think too highly of yourself! However, to be fair, I can promise you that if I lose, you can do whatever you want with me.â
The next moment, Hanks directly approached Francis.
Francis felt a strong wind, followed by a huge fist, coming toward his face.
Francis had a bad premonition.
Francis thought Hanks would move slower with his huge figure.
Who would have thought that Hanks was very flexible.
1 At this moment, Francis could only take two steps back by instinct, while using both palms to block the wave of air wrapped around the other partyâs fist.
âBang!â
A grunt sounded.
Giant fist was smashed in front of Francisâ chest. If Francis had not blocked it in time, his sternum might have broken.
Even so, he was forced back a long distance.
After Francis had barely stood, he felt a tingling pain in his palms, and the bones in his wrists were cracked.
âMaster Reed, get out of the way!â
A shriek sounded.
Francis had not yet reacted when Hanks launched his attack again.
This time, he was too late to step back. He subconsciously crouched with hands on his head, protecting the most important body part.
When his fist smashed on the top of Francisâs head, everyone heard the sound of bones cracking.
However, before Francis could wail, his body was blown away and smashed into a wall.
Finally, he fell on the hard floor.
Soon, under his body, a large pool of blood flowed out, and he had fainted.
âMaster Reed!â
âBoss!â
The people in the martial arts gym were all scared to death.
They did not expect Hanks to be so vicious. This was not a competition but a murder.
And Hanks, in a victorious manner, turned to the group and smirked. âHe could not even catch one of my moves. Your martial arts are bullshits! Donât forget about the bet we have just made!â
âHanks, youâre amazing!â
âNo, itâs not that Hanks is good, itâs that martial arts are weak!â
âMartial arts is nothing compared to free combat.â
Hanksâ henchmen smirked.
The martial arts gymâs staff dared not speak. Even Francis had been defeated in seconds, let alone the staff.
Just then, a childish voice suddenly sounded.
âDaddy, that foreigner is so capable of fighting, but he certainly canât beat youâ¦
Lola spoke innocently.
Skylar rubbed Lolaâs hair and laughed. âOf course, didnât you always say that I am the best daddy in the world?â
Hanks, who was proud and complacent, was not happy to hear that.
âHey! You are arrogant, huh! Are you the most powerful person here instead of the owner of this martial arts gym?â
Hanks asked provocatively.