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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iron rod

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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 in real

or television drama. They were full of jealousy. "Well, look who finally decided 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 extended his baton and swung i forcefully, hitting the man on the head. The man collapsed immediately, bleeding and groaning. "Ouch, my head! I can't see anything! Call a doctor quickly!" The henchmen quickly snapped

to him pounced forward

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

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

Crack!

clutching his knee and screaming. My knee,

seconds, Matthew had crippled three people three times, shocking

they were experienced after all. They quickly formed an encirclement and rushed

as the thugs finished speaking, a kitchen knife flew over

top of Matthew's head, dyeing his handsome face

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

bloodthirsty eyes looked even sharper and colder in

"None of

you can escape!" Mathew

out a low laugh from his throat. Like an enraged beast,

past two i

suddenly woken up

open, and the night wind blew in. Logically speaking, she should not be sweating from the heat. After some thought, she sat up and turned on

that moment, her phone rang, producing

sound when someone important called her at night. Otherwise, it

silent.

phone and saw

most people are in the deepest part of their sleep,

so preoccupied with thoughts

were expanding and contracting

thinking? Maybe he's still working and wants to discuss some