She Outshines Them All (Athena and Matthew)

Chapter 120 Ten minutes later.

The twenty or so thugs retreated, panting. They either slumped to the ground, braced their knees with their hands, or leaned against the railing of the bridge. They were so tired that they looked like old cattle that had plowed three acres of land in one go. They had no energy left to continue smacking. ***k, is this scar made of steel? My hands are numb from smashing it, but I can't break it. What the hell!" shouted one of the thugs. Seeing that the car cou

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could not be smashed, some of the thugs exclaimed in exasperation, "You see this machete of mine? Imported, top-quality stuff, cost me hundreds, and now the blade's got nicks in it. It's ruined," and "This car's got bulletproof glass, right? I've hit it with least t fifty times and still couldn't break it. This thing's solid" "Boss, something doesn't feel right! One of the henchmen, who had a bit of sense, spoke up. This SUV looks ordinary, but no matter how hard we hit it, it won't get damaged. It's definitely not just any regular vehicle. And the driver's so calm, hasn't even made a phone call. Whoever they are, they're probably not someone to mess with. Shouldn't we just cut our losses and leave?

"Leave my foot! The burly man with black bandages around his face smacked the henchman on the head. "We only got a 400-dollar deposit each. If we want the full payment, we've got to at least break one of his arms or legs. Do you want the money or not?" As long as they achieved their goal, everyone would get 4,000 dollars each.

One would be a fool to give up on a chance to beat up one person with over twenty people!

The others chimed in, "Just because the car is tough doesn't mean the driver is. If he doesn't come out, we'll just force him

With that, someone took out a bucket of gasoline from the grass, unscrewed the cap, and waved it at Matthew in the car. indicating for him to get out of the car quickly or he would splash the gasoline.

At this point, Matthew pressed the cigarette between his fingers on the driver's seat.

Then, he took off his tie, took off his suit jacket, and unbuttoned his shirt. He picked up an arm-long baton from under the car seat, opened the car door, and stepped out calmly.

He took another another long stride.

The thugs thought to themselves, "What long legs, such shiny leather shoes, and the material and workmanship of his trousers are not bad. This guy must be rich."

They were going to be rich!

When Matthew got out of the car and stood in the circle of the streetlamps and headlights, the thugs were stunned.

man was too f*****g

had lived for so many years, but they had never seen such a good-looking person

to get out of the car, the rich linle young master!" The man with the black bandages spat on the ground and swaggered up to Matthew. "We don't ask for much, just choose whether you want to

he could finish. Matthew extended his baton and swung i forcefully, hitting the man on the head. The man collapsed immediately, bleeding

to him pounced forward and swung his iron fod at

his baton and blocked the opponent's iron staff. Then, he raised his leg and kicked the vital part of the

again, as if he had been knocked our cold. Matthew turned his body sideways and strode forward. With ease. he passed between the two thugs. He raised his baton and swung it down, hitting the knce of a thug who was too

Crack!

the ground, clutching his knee and screaming.

had crippled three people three times,

all. They quickly formed an encirclement and rushed

soon as the thugs finished speaking, a kitchen knife flew over from

flowed down from the top of Matthew's head, dyeing his handsome face half

paused slightly and raised his hand to touch his face. Then, he looked at his blood-stained

sharper and colder in the blood

"None of

you can escape!" Mathew

let out a low laugh from his throat. Like an enraged beast, he raised the baton in his hand

past two

suddenly woken

was on the mountain, and there were trees everywhere. The windows were open, and the night wind blew in. Logically speaking, she should not

that moment, her phone rang, producing

only make a sound when someone important called her

silent.

picked up her phone and saw that it was

people are in the deepest part of their sleep, why would

it be because he's so preoccupied with thoughts of me that

warmer, her heart racing wildly, almost as if it were expanding and contracting with every beat. Her face was so flushed it

what am I thinking? Maybe he's still working and wants to discuss some academic issues with me? Athena quickly thought to