Sir Ares, Goodnight

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The wheels of the car rolled by, splattering the water on the ground onto Jay's white sneakers.

Jay frowned, turning his falcon-like gaze at the car.

The car door burst open, and a glinting machete came slashing at him.

Jay leaned back nimbly and dodged the machete.

At this time, all the car doors were kicked open at the same time as a dozen men stepped out.

They quickly surrounded Jay, and he pressed his back against the wall of the convenience store while sweeping his sharp gaze across the men in front of him.

He did not know if he could beat them, but he was fighting a lone battle. Hence, he could not be fearless.

At this moment, he suddenly recalled the scene of Angelina fighting with him in the esports arena room.

what he had

the crotch of the man in front of him without warning. The man was in so much pain that he tossed his machete away, knelt to the ground, and cried aloud.

The moves that Angeline taught

Jay pursued and reached out to snatch the man's machete to hold up several other machetes that were slashing down

like an electric current. The men who were holding the machetes were so numbed by the tremors that they tossed

as light as a swallow as he jumped into the air and galloped on the ground, like a lion that had just woken up after hibernating for thousands of

black Mercedes was parked not

while wearing a look of bewilderment in her eyes. "Jay Ares is still the same invincible young master. His exceptional martial arts skills are still intact even after he

corner of her lips. "Since we can't beat you in hand combat, I'm pretty sure you won't be able to resist

The Mercedes-Benz whizzed past.

though they had received an order, the

saw the assassins fleeing in a hurry, a trace of suspicion flashed

but why were they trying

were many times he had failed to think of a move to launch a counterattack, his body seemed to be able to move out of muscle memory instead. He was probably someone who used to know martial

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