The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 125

After that, Justin saw the man in front of him rushing toward him, moving so silently like a ghost.

Drew wanted to cripple Justin, so his strikes were powerful and as fast as lightning.

Justin’s eyes darkened. He ducked and barely dodged him.

“Hah! You have some moves, huh?” Drew narrowed his eyes. His tone was full of mockery.

Justin’s eyes were ablaze as he took two deep breaths.

Justin had long since retired from the army. Although he had never fallen behind in his physical fitness and training, he had not fought with anyone in a long time.

All Justin relied on at the moment were his excellent foundation and muscle memory.

The two grown men exchanged a few moves. Justin suddenly realized that his opponent’s moves were very familiar.

There were traces of the close combat skills they once learned in the military academy.

Justin thought, ‘Who is this man?!’

“Ooof!”

While Justin was distracted, Drew kicked him in the abdomen. Justin was severely injured, but he did not fall and only staggered back two steps.

What a tough guy!

“Mr. Salvador!”

panted and rushed to Justin’s side to help

fine.” Justin suppressed the pain and

hit Mr. Salvador?! I’ll fight you!” Ian’s eyes turned red with anger as

Drew.

“Ian! Come back!”

to stop Ian, but it was too late.

he was just waiting

your own

Ian was knocked unconscious with a left hook before he could even touch Drew’s collar.

must know each other, right? Who are you?!”

sneered and raised his

both went to the same military academy and were both popular. However, aside from training together, Justin and Drew had

you want to know who is the most important person

stepped over Ian’s limp body and took two steps closer to Justin. He smiled devilishly as he said, “The person I hold dearest

fingers trembled. He clenched his

strong muscles, which were restricted under his gray suit, became tense as he

second, Justin rushed toward Drew, and the two

his fighting skills had not deteriorated. Moreover, Justin was wearing

the handsome suit-wearing male lead in the

gradually lost ground. He was so drunk that he became dizzy, and his limbs became weak. It was

him to the ground, and Justin felt a sharp

“Die, you bastard!”

Justin to vent his anger, another man suddenly shouted at him, “How dare you hit my best friend?! Who gave you such courage to offend

and stood in front of Justin. His eyebrows were raised, and his charming eyes were blazing with

another one. How