Matthew's eyes looked dangerous as if a fire was raging inside him. His murderous intent was through the roof like an enraged beast.

Clenching his fists, Matthew slowly walked up to Sheldon. "You're courting death, Sheldon Smith!"

A hint of malice flashed in Sheldon's eyes. He realized Matthew had lost his cool.

A martial artist's biggest mistake was losing their composure. Matthew was lacking in both skill and spirit, so Sheldon felt Matthew wasn't even worth his time.

Sheldon got even more arrogant. "Rachel has already taken a potent aphrodisiac, Matthew. Soon, she'll be a desperate woman, begging me to satisfy her. You're going to witness a hell of a show before you die. Damn! Aren't you lucky?" Matthew found his fist shaking. Even if he wasn't worried about Sheldon harming Rachel, he would have made his move by now.

He slowly inched closer and shouted, "I'm going to kill you!"

"Kill me? You're joking, right? I

feet away from him. He suddenly made his move and hurled his fist at

punch flew out like lightning. If it landed on Matthew's throat, it'd

slammed his right elbow into Sheldon's chest. After a bang, Sheldon was knocked back for ten

but he was overwhelmed by a sharp pain in his chest,

with fear, he stared at his chest in disbelief. It had caved in with ribs sticking out and blood

are you so tough? Who the heck

"You're already drawing your last breath. Don't bother asking about stuff that's none

he wanted to say something, but he kept coughing out blood and couldn't get a word out. After that, Sheldon flailed his legs and twitched uncontrollably

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free Rachel from the ropes.

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