Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 413 Moon Shadow

Tony pleaded, “Ma’am, please give me a chance.”

The boxing ring had a completely different atmosphere during the day and night.

The small boxing arena was

shouts were deatening

Flushed

people at this moment. The bettors were unusually excited; their

Isabelle wore a baseball cap that covered half her face. She stood at the back of the crowd. The dim light overhead makes it dithcult to spot her.

Combining what Tony said during the day and the conversations of the staff at the arena,

it wasn’t hard to guess that the champions from previous years had been recruited by Dark Shadow. These recruits were clearly just for numbers and never got a chance to go on missions.

The second floor, which wasn’t open to the public, occasionally had staff members walk by.

These people were equivalent to the logistics staff in Dark Shadow’s company, Isabelle had no intention of causing them trouble.

She was looking for Moon Shadow and Clubs.

No one noticed a small figure leaving something behind in the arena before slipping away unnoticed.

The boxing matches continued until one in the morning before finally quieting down.

The spectators, still buzzing with excitement, gradually left.

Only the staff remained to handle the aftermath.

They were extending offers to the night’s champions, hoping to recruit them.

Shadow, the top assassin organisation. They saw joining Dark Shadow without

fantasising about their bright

next moment shattered

echoed through Aviara, sending large swathes of sand sliding down the nearby dunes. The lake rippled, and the

it was levelled in

men rushed out

Who did this? Holy shit! They must be fearless. Those guys aren’t to be

subordinates muttered.

and felt à shiver. He unconsciously touched his neck, grateful to have left the bár unharmed because of his

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into the black leather case he gave

the prettiest and most harmless things

Finished

at opposite ends of the area, yet they still

stood be

landslide. Be carefu

situation. It reported,

you go out.”

bed, Isabelle muttered sleepily,

belonged to George. He texted: ‘My mistake. Family should not hurt family.’

man was always trying to connect with her.

and how to survive them, occasionally

Who on earth is

took the blame for the robot’s

worry, Isabelle reluctantly sent

been blown up, and no

corner, there was

men away from the area,

later, Isabelle received a call from Tony. He informed, “The person you’re looking for seems to

hidden and much more luxurious than the one that had been blown up. It

only glanced at this place in her previous life, unaware of

to her two