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    "Let''s get you behind a safe ce," 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 theckey been quick enough to stop him, his kick would havended 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.Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.


    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. Unfortunately, he had never fought against ordinary people before, and Esmond''s men were the perfect opportunity for him to test if his skills had regressed.


    After all, blue-cor workers like him did not have that much time to spend in the gym, so regr training sessions were the only asions he could practice.


    "Ah!"


    "Hey, don''t push me! Why don''t you fight him instead, huh?"


    "Hey, don''t hide from him!"


    Esmond pushed all his men forward and watched them fare helplessly against Sherman. Before Sherman could even get to him, his men had all copsed to the ground.


    Though he expected that round to be a sure win, Sherman had proven to have hidden his true abilities.


    "Damn it! Who are you hiding from? Come over right now! Whoever captures Sherman today will receive a year-end bonus of seventy thousand dors!"


    At the mention of money, those who previously flinched were eager to try again, but Sherman came at them quickly, striking them one after another.


    Rita looked at Sherman in surprise from behind. He had zipped up his coat for the sake of convenience, making him look like the ss representative whom many girls secretly had a crush on during his college days.


    Finding it pitiful that theckeys'' efforts would end up with nothing more than just an extra 70,000 dors, Rita counter-offered them, "If anyone turns over a new leaf and stops this ludicrous battle, I''ll give each person double that amount. Think carefully. It won''t hurt to stop now, but if you follow Esmond''s orders, you''ll probably end up getting badly hurt. And it''s not like everyone will get the money! Only those who have sessfully apprehended Sherman will get it.


    "You might not know who I am, but I''ll let you know that I''m the Russells '' eldest daughter. Even if you don''t believe me, you can still believe Sherman, right? You know his worth, so make your choice wisely."


    A chuckle escaped Sherman''s lips. Coming up with a n at a critical moment to induce theckeys into turning their back on their boss was something only Rita could think of.