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Jordan looked like he was at a disadvantage in the narrow stairwell because he was much smaller than them.

However, Jordan dodged their punches easily and leaped up onto the staircase’s railing effortlessly. He then kicked one of them in his face.

“Damn! This bastard’s kick hurts so much!”

The person who had been kicked immediately started bleeding from his nose.

Jordan smiled and said, “I’m a fourth-degree black belt.”

“I’m a ninth-degree black belt!”

Jordan’s attacker became angry and tried to kick him as well.

Jordan leaped down from the railing, and he punched again before shaking his head and mocking the other party.

Jordan was indeed a fourth-degree black belt. The average age of fourth-degree black-belt-holders was at least 55 years old and above. Clearly, he didn’t know about that.

Jordan had been practicing martial arts for many years, and Taekwondo was not the only sport he learned.

Bang!

Jordan beat his opponents up to the point of vomiting acid with Bruce-Lee-style punches.

Boom!

With an over-the-shoulder throw, Jordan slammed him hard on the ground!

The two professional fighters were trounced by Jordan!

Mrs. Camden’s birthday banquet in

embarrassment, “Mom,

“What?”

this wastrel a professional

who can deal with this

slapped

general agent of Ubereats, came over

sight of Ryan,

was a nobody in Orlando. A few years ago, when takeout delivery services were not well-received, he spent only 30,000 dollars to become the general agent of Ubereats for

now even if the price

he earned a reasonable sum of money from Ubereats, Ryan had been trying to blend in with the upper-class society

Camden’s 80th birthday today, Ryan decided

welcome, welcome, have you been well

greet

red wine with one hand and shook Herman’s hand with the other. “Thank you for your concern, Mr. Camden.

Mrs. Camden and handed the bottle of red wine over to

you enjoy drinking. This is a bottle of 1990 Domaine de la Romanee-Conti wine. I wish

him, “Thank you, Mr.

asked, “How have you been, Old Mrs.

Old Mrs. Camden sighed.

immediately asked Herman, “Mr. Camden, Old Mrs. Camden doesn’t seem to be in

“I’m not afraid of being mocked by you, but we’re really unlucky! Do you still

her stunning beauty in Orlando, married a

wished he was

from a humble background.

said, “Not only did that bastard cheat, he even hit my son. You saw how

notice the injury on Drew’s

was

a nobody. How could he be fit to meddle in the family affairs

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