Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Chapter 305

A young man frantically wiped his face, greasy soup running down from his hair. He was about to lose his mind!

“Lance! Damn it, stop acting like you’re all that! What did I even say? Who in the base hasn’t talked like this behind others‘ backs? Following someone around for days, you’ve sure gotten bolder, daring to dump hot soup over my head!”

Lance looked at him coldly, his somewhat chubby face filled with anger. “You owe me an apology!”

“Apologize my ass! You’re just asking for it!”

The young man, unable to contain his fury, swung his fist towards Lance.

Although he wasn’t considered very strong in the base, he was more than a match for Lance.

Lance had humiliated him in front of so many people; he was determined to make Lance kneel and beg for mercy!

As the young man’s fist approached, the only thought in Lance’s mind was how slow and weak the punch was.

His opponent was so weak that Lance didn’t even bother to move.

Thinking Lance was too scared to even dodge, the young man grew even more arrogant.

A look of disdain flashed in Hank’s eyes.

Scared stiff just like that?

With such meager skills, and still dreaming of beating him in the trial match. three days later?

Ridiculous.

young man’s fist was just half a finger’s width away from

him still not dodging,

was well–liked in the base, treated like a younger

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couldn’t just watch him get hit.

they were about to step in and help, Lance

at the young man, but his grip on the young man’s fist was precise

seemed effortless, yet the young man

let go!”

be crushed. He struggled to pull his hand away, but Lance’s grip was incredibly strong, tightly holding his hand, making

The young man screamed

disdained to intervene, feeling

onlookers, it reflected badly on him to have the young man suffer humiliation

enough to pull the young man’s hand from Lance’s grip, but it felt as if the young man’s hand was shackled by iron, impossible to withdraw.

gaze hardened as he

Hank swiftly moved to strike at Lance’s chest!

a punch, striking hard at Hank’s

chest!

expression changed as he

chest, but

Lance used to be like; he stood no chance against Hank, who could send him flying with a single punch.

Lance was able to dodge Hank’s attack and almost land a punch on

his slightly numb chest, his eyes

with disbelief.

pull

young man, also startled, asked

he couldn’t imagine

so much in just a short

these ten days, wanting to beat me. But you’re still too weak. With your little strength, you think you can win against me?

turned

The

few

You were amazing! You’ve

me! What did you do these past days? Did you

in such a short time, did the boss give you