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.

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

were fantasising about their bright

next moment shattered those

of sand sliding

for emotional release, but it was levelled in an instant, vanishing forever from

men rushed out upon hearing the explosion.

must be fearless. Those guys aren’t to

subordinates muttered.

at the towering flames in the southeast and felt à shiver. He unconsciously touched his neck, grateful to have left the bár unharmed because of his boss’s protection.

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explosives into the black leather case he gave Isabelle.

and most harmless things

Finished

far from the arena, which was located at opposite ends of

stood

landslide. Be carefu

the situation. It reported, “That

go

bed, Isabelle muttered sleepily, “Shut

came in on her phone. It belonged to George. He texted: ‘My mistake. Family

man was always trying to connect with

explain the dangers of landslides and how to survive

at her phone, Isabelle thought, Who

the blame for

reply, but knowing that old man’s tendency to worry, Isabelle reluctantly sent a period to indicate she was still alive.

been blown up, and no one

southwest corner, there was another arena.

kept his men away from the

He informed, “The person you’re looking for seems

blown up. It resembled a high–end entertainment club rather than a venue

place in her previous

it to her two days ago at the