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!”

rushed to Justin’s side to help him. “Are you okay?”

fine.” Justin suppressed the pain and

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

Drew.

“Ian! Come back!”

Ian, but it was

a trained fighter, so he was just waiting to

overestimate your

left hook before he could

must know each other, right? Who

sneered and raised his eyebrows.

academy and were both popular. However,

know who is the most important person to me? There’s no

Ian’s limp body and took two steps closer to Justin. He smiled devilishly as

He clenched his

were restricted under his gray suit, became tense as he attacked

second, Justin rushed toward Drew, and the two men started

darkened. He discovered that, although Justin had not been a soldier for many years, his fighting skills had not deteriorated. Moreover, Justin was wearing a slim-fitting suit. It was restrictive to his motions, but Justin could still be so agile.

suit-wearing

moves, Justin gradually lost ground. He was so drunk that he became dizzy, and his limbs became weak. It was a miracle that he had

knocked him to the ground, and Justin felt

“Die, you bastard!”

when Drew was thinking about kicking 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

Justin. His eyebrows were raised, and his

another one. How troublesome.”