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

Chapter 309

Large beads of sweat trickled down Hank’s forehead, stinging his eyes as they fell. After a grueling ten–minute standoff, Hank was drenched, his throat dry and his tongue parched. He knew he couldn’t outlast Lance in this endurance. test. The longer the deadlock, the worse it got for him. With a sudden burst of resolve, Hank decided to go for a quick and decisive strike, launching an

all–out attack.

He had a wealth of experience, while Lance, if you counted, only had Freddy as a notable opponent. Hank’s moves were varied and unpredictable, throwing Lance off his game at first. His responses were chaotic, making it clear he was struggling to

pinpoint precision. Against such overwhelming strength, all of Hank’s

been arrogant and overbearing since joining the Enforcement. Many disliked him, and seeing him humiliated brought cheers from the crowd. They

into his chest, making it hard for him to breathe. His chest was filled with frustration and resentment, and he was on the verge

training. He had fought tooth and nail for his position, while Lance, considered a nobody, was pampered by everyone. Now, even the boss. seemed to be in his corner. Life had always been smooth sailing for Lance.

cold glint in his eyes, Hank suddenly leaped up, aiming a

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silver needles. The needles were nearly invisible

eyes.

rules clearly stated that weapons were not allowed, and competitors had to fight unarmed. Before entering the stage, contestants. were supposed to leave all weapons behind. However, Hank’s silver needles. were so small they went undetected during the inspection. The staff hadn’t anticipated someone being bold enough to cheat

Lance to squint, delaying his reaction. The needles grazed his cheek, leaving a bloody trail. Lance quickly

hanging limply. His life was over. The moment he chose to launch a sneak attack, he had ruined his future. The Enforcement would

check on Lance’s injuries and to give Hank a harsh lesson. “Lance, are you alright? I hope

cheek was bloody, a terrifying sight. “I’m fine,” Lance said, his voice soft. “It’s