I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

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.

した

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be classified as combat arts, which

such as Iron Palms should be practiced for at least seven or eight decades, instead of

skills, thick calluses could be clearly seen on the skin of his hands

which looked more delicate than those of a woman. It seemed that

what happened? The table can’t be broken with

in Wayne’s hand, lifted up his internal energy, and punched. With a sudden big

“What the hell…”

and Simon were stunned, especially Wayne. He became suspicious of himself, “I punched the board just

confusion. He thought

smiled and said, “You can’t figure it out and must think

and Simon were

to Oliver’s mind, so he said to Wayne, “Wayne, come on and fight with me. I just learned a

his head and said, “Mr. Eastwood, the skill we learned is to murder people, which means, death or maiming will happen if one is hit by us. It’s meaningless if it is used in daily training

and said,

powerful his Standing Meditation and Five

Oliver’s excited expression, Wayne didn’t say anything more. He nodded, took another step back to stand defensively and said,

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person who stood against him was Oliver. Wayne won’t

arts or Wayne’s murdering skills. He didn’t know how to begin their

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

taking off arms, and making others fall while touching, that may maim Oliver, Wayne

attacked after he

be at a standstill, and then the move of everyone or the scene slowed down, just like the

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

that he was facing away from Oliver. Then He turned around quickly, only to find that Oliver was

is what Oliver saw

Wayne, it was a

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

watching beside them, Simon

goes, those closely involved cannot see as clearly as those outside, but