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!"

looked at Matthew, who was walking to his doom. "Kill me? You're joking, right? I could

six feet away from him. He

lightning. If it landed on Matthew's throat, it'd be game over

dodged the punch and slammed his right elbow into Sheldon's chest. After a bang, Sheldon was knocked back for ten feet, crashing into the

he was overwhelmed by a sharp

disbelief. It had caved in with ribs sticking out

you so tough? Who

last breath. Don't bother asking about stuff that's

say something, but he kept coughing out blood and couldn't get a word

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the ropes. Rachel had completely lost it, and she was thrashing and

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