I Spy With My Secret Eyes

Chapter 192

Wayne and Simon quickly checked the office and asked, “Mr Eastwood, what’s going on?”

Oliver shrugged his hands and asked Fabian and Yvonne to go out first. “Fabian, arrange to buy a new desk. Yvonne, please buy me a laptop right

now.”

After they nodded and went out, only Oliver, Wayne, and Simon were left in the office.

Then Oliver said to Wayne and Simon, “The reason why I ask you two to stay here is that I don’t want to make a scene. This desk was broken by me with one punch.

“One punch?”

Both Wayne and Simon were surprised that Oliver’s fist could break the rock-hard rosewood furniture.

They wondered, ‘Is this fake rosewood?

Or is it rotten wood with only the skin wrapped and painted?’

Wayne and Simon couldn’t help bending over to pick up a piece of broken wood from the table.

The table was indeed shattered to pieces, but the pieces of wood they picked up in their hands were so hard without anywhere rotten that they couldn’t be broken off with fingers.

The two men bent over to see the condition of the other pieces and found that there were no rotten wood fragments.

Knowing that Oliver wouldn’t lie to him and Simon, Wayne pondered for a moment. Then he picked up another larger board of the tabletop and smashed it with his fist.

Bang!

The board of the tabletop didn’t break off, but Wayne’s fist hurt a lot. It must be easier to smash the board than hit a complete desk. After trying to hit the board with one punch, Wayne knew he couldn’t do it.

In the army, Wayne and Simon had learned killing skills, close-range fighting skills, and wild combat skills such as gun use and blasting. Although these skills were powerful, they were still different from combat

arts.

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be classified as combat arts, which may be similar to the

be practiced for at least seven or eight decades,

one grasped such kind of skills, thick calluses could be

hands were fair and tender, which looked more delicate than those of a woman. It

“Mr. Eastwood, what happened? The table can’t be broken

internal energy, and punched. With a

“What the hell…”

Simon were stunned, especially Wayne. He became suspicious of himself, “I punched the board just now, didn’t I?”

confusion. He thought Whyne

out and must think I’m playing some kind of magic,

Simon were

to Oliver’s mind, so he said to Wayne, “Wayne, come on and fight

and said, “Mr. Eastwood, the skill we learned is to murder people, which means, death or maiming will happen if

a while and said, “That’s okay. Let’s

know how powerful his Standing

anything more. He nodded,

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against him was Oliver. Wayne won’t hurt him without a hostile mindset.

practiced combat arts or Wayne’s murdering skills. He didn’t know how to begin their fight, so he thought for

was inexplicably excited, Wayne planned to make him fall with one hand and grab him before he

skills, such as twisting muscles, taking off arms, and making others fall while touching, that may

attacked after he finished thinking.

the move, the world in his eyes seemed to be at a standstill, and then the move of everyone or the scene slowed down, just like

Wayne attacked him so slowly that it seemed to be slower than slow motion

After he stopped, Wayne found that he was facing away from Oliver. Then He turned around quickly, only to find that Oliver was looking

Oliver saw with

it was a different feeling.

that he was sure of what would happen next. His hand was extremely fast. But when he was about to grab Oliver, he was suddenly rotated by

and watching beside them, Simon was also confused.

those closely involved cannot see as clearly as those outside, but he is a