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

were fantasising about their

shattered those fantasies.

sliding down the nearby dunes. The lake rippled, and

release, but it

his men rushed out upon

Who did this? Holy shit! They must be

subordinates muttered.

shiver. He unconsciously touched his neck, grateful to have left the bár

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into the black leather case he gave

prettiest and most harmless things are often the deadliest–including people.

Finished

the arena, which was located at opposite ends of the area, yet they still felt the explosion’s

robot stood be

landslide. Be carefu

the situation. It reported, “That explosion could

go out.”

Isabelle muttered

her phone. It belonged to George. He texted: ‘My mistake. Family should

man was always trying to connect

landslides and how to survive them, occasionally

phone, Isabelle thought, Who on earth is family with

blame for the robot’s

didn’t want to reply, but knowing that old man’s tendency to worry, Isabelle reluctantly sent a period

up, and no one inside had

southwest corner,

another explosion. He kept his men away from the area, but nothing

received a call from Tony. He informed,

was hidden and much more luxurious than the one that had been blown up. It resembled a high–end entertainment club

in her previous life, unaware of this particular arena’s existence.

had mentioned it to her two days ago at