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Chapter 1222
Rosalie was still conscious. He stuttered, trembling, “Third Master Yates! If you treat me like this, rest assured that my grandfather will fight with you till his last breath!
“Fight me till his last breath? Is he worthy?”
Third Master Yates’ tone was full of ridicule.
“That’s just Naiswells. If I wanted it, your family could be destroyed the next day!”
“But don’t worry. I won’t kill you.”
“When the two of them have had enough, I will leave you at the gate of Naiswells. I want Shane Naiswell to understand the price he will pay after directly rejecting me!”
Third Master Yates turned and left, an evil grin still hanging on his lips.
The two Texas boxing champions began to strip, wretched grins on their faces, as they prepared to attack Rosalie.
Rosalie closed her eyes in despair. Harvey’s face came to mind at that moment, though he wasn’t sure why.
Just then, the balcony on the other side was suddenly kicked open. bang!
The two Texas boxing champions unanimously stopped and turned to look behind them.
Aman stood there, wearing an indifferent expression. He scanned the boxing champions, his eyes cold as ice.
He was none other than Harvey York.
The two boxing champions exchanged glances before sneering in unison. What they hated the most was being interrupted by someone, especially at a crucial time like this.
Explosion!
The next moment saw the two boxing champions move at the same time. After all, both are champions in the boxing ring.
They each threw a punch, one from the left and one from the right, and slammed their punches into Harvey’s chest in the same rhythm.
Harvey turned sideways, dodging their punches in a seemingly impossible moment. He then kicked the dark skinned boxing champion in the knee.
Cracks!
There was the sound of bones breaking. The arrogant dark skinned boxing champion immediately rolled to the ground, clutching his broken knee.
Boxers have powerful fists, but their greatest weakness lies in their lower bodies.
Harvey certainly wouldn’t challenge them with fists. The right way is to attack their weak areas.
At this time, the pale-haired fist champion rushed forward. Harvey jumped sideways to the left and immediately took his head in both hands, then spun it hard.
Cracks!
His head was twisted at an odd angle. For a while, he maintained a forward posture, but soon, he succumbed to the ground.
The so-called Texas boxing champion couldn’t even last a round with Harvey!
Cracks!
In the next second, Harvey caught up and stamped his foot on the dark-skinned boxer’s neck, pressing it until it finally broke.
Rosalie watched the entire scene, dazed with shock.
He had always known that Harvey was a capable man, but he had never expected that he was this capable!
Even this boxing champion, who could take down ten people at once, was not his match.
Right at this moment, Rosalie wasn’t sure how she felt.
It would be amazing if this man was her husband!
“Thank You.”
Rosalie was firm, unlike most women, and careful not to appear too excited. Instead, she maintained her ice queen aura.
Harvey smiled and said, “Can you move?”
“Does not matter.” Rosalie nodded.
Harvey took him away, and they left through the window.
In the living room of the Yates ancestral home, Third Master Yates narrowed his eyes as he took a sip of his tea.
After some time passed, he became confused. “Why are the two boxing champions so gentle this time?
Why haven’t I heard the screams yet?”
Butler Yates, who was standing beside him, laughed. “Third Master. Sometimes, these two like to kill first before doing it. Even if there is no sound, it is very normal.”