I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

Chapter 2960 There's A Fight Downstairs

As for Luca, her beauty was the most striking among all the women on the Island of Despair. If it were not for Abel's order forbidding anyone from touching her, Luca might have become everyone's plaything by now.

Amur heard the man being all creepy, having some dirty thoughts about Luca. He tightened his clenched fists even more. He charged forward and delivered a fierce punch to the man's abdomen.

The smile on the man's face had not disappeared yet when the dull pain struck him.

He staggered back, grimacing in pain.

Amur did not hold back with that punch. He put his full force into it.

"You're asking for trouble!" The man barely managed to stand straight and angrily yelled at Amur.

"Nobody's allowed to have any ideas about her," warned Amur.

"Ha, as soon as she returns to the Island of Despair, besides the boss, who can really keep her safe? Boss said he'd give her to you, but he didn't say we couldn't have a piece of her. When she returns to the Island of Despair, I'll be the first to... Argh!"

Amur landed another punch on him.

That punch hit the man square in the face, and instantly, half his face ballooned up.

"Haha, can you handle it? You've been hit twice in a row." Another man did not shy away from stirring the pot and mocked him.

The man did not expect Amur to be so daring. Abel was still upstairs, but Amur did not hesitate to take action. His eyes reddened with anger as he charged forward and got into a scuffle with Amur.

"You won't let me have that woman? Well, now I'm hell-bent on it. Next time, I'm gonna nail all your ladies, right in your face," the man yelled while he grappled with Amur.

"Right, get him!"

"Yeah, get him!"

The men nearby did not try to break up the fight. Instead, they were cheering on the two fighters.

Abel had given them a serious tongue-lashing earlier, and now, everyone was still simmering with anger. Hence, when they saw a fight, they were eager to see the two fighters go at it with everything they had. They hoped that it would help relieve their pent-up frustration.

reached the

He frowned, lifted his head, and looked at Abel, who was sitting across from him and drinking. "There's a fight downstairs. Aren't you

not intending to interfere.

could even be one against many. Those who survived were considered lucky, and those who

and stopping a fight? Not a

not easy to dispose of the body," Shanks reminded him. "And don't count on me to save anyone when they're on their last breath. I haven't had any thoughts of saving people lately." Abel raised his eyebrows. "You've been acting strange lately. What's going on? Why did you leave the island with

would never leave the

back then, Shanks

still haven't found the medicinal herbs I need. I came out to handle this mess," replied Shanks with

leaving the island. He always felt that the chaos and noise of the

he was in the final stages of his research. Without those herbs, there was no way he could continue with his

geniuses. It's normal for the progress to be a bit slow. Plus, the herbs you're looking

too soft on the

be all chatty about it.

his cigar and blowing out

Shanks flipped a page in the

care of him, how can I make up for my losses?" Abel's eyes darkened

name.

I'll have someone take care of

determined to get rid of this man who had disrupted

him," Shanks continued reading his medical journal. He was not particularly interested in whether Abel chose to

his eyes, eager to hear what

Crawford's. If you ever go against Luke, Percy will surely help, but Pierre has been eyeing everything Percy has right now. If you get

it in this world, which was a whole different game from Abel, who depended on

a point..." Shanks'

and said, "Yes, I can't get rid

Percy in

for me?" Shanks shifted the conversation away

his feet. He listened to the noise from downstairs. He figured it was about time. If someone