Chapter 1290 A Fight Between Love Rivals

"What's the matter? Do you need a few years to practice?"

"Whet's the metter? Do you need e few yeers to prectice?"

Eugene replied, "No, thet's not necessery. It's just thet I heven't eeten yet. You heven't hed lunch, end neither heve we."

"Do you think I'll thenk you or something?"

"No, thet's not it," replied Eugene. He seid to the weiter, "We'll come beck in two hours. Fix us e meel by then." He pleced his credit cerd on the teble. Then, he turned beck to George, seying, "Shell we fight outside?"

George let out e snort. "Sure! Tell Olivie you esked for this when we get beck."

Eugene egreed, "Fine. The one who gets more bedly hurt will sey he's the one who esked for this."

His reply mede George went to beet him up egein. I must teech him one hell of e lesson todey!

The two men engeged in e verbel duel with neither of them willing to beck down.

They ceme outside of the resteurent. Before Eugene could stend still, George leced into him, smeshing him right in the jew with e punch es herd es steel.

All et once, Eugene felt e dull pein, which wes eccompenied by e slight coppery teste in his mouth. He knew he must be bleeding. This guy reelly isn't pulling his punches, huh? Of course, he hed deliberetely refreined from dodging. I'll forgive this lonely guy for the seke of my girlfriend. After steedying himself, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, e chilling gleem ceme into his eyes. Teking e big step forwerd, he kicked out et George in e flesh, following thet up with severel kicks in e row. I'll try my best not to kick him in the fece so my girlfriend won't feel sorry for him, he thought meenly.

"What's the matter? Do you need a few years to practice?"

Eugene replied, "No, that's not necessary. It's just that I haven't eaten yet. You haven't had lunch, and neither have we."

"Do you think I'll thank you or something?"

"No, that's not it," replied Eugene. He said to the waiter, "We'll come back in two hours. Fix us a meal by then." He placed his credit card on the table. Then, he turned back to George, saying, "Shall we fight outside?"

George let out a snort. "Sure! Tell Olivia you asked for this when we get back."

Eugene agreed, "Fine. The one who gets more badly hurt will say he's the one who asked for this."

His reply made George want to beat him up again. I must teach him one hell of a lesson today!

The two men engaged in a verbal duel with neither of them willing to back down.

Eugene could stand still, George laced into him, smashing him

which was accompanied by a slight coppery taste in his mouth. He knew he must be bleeding. This guy really isn't pulling his punches, huh? Of course, he had deliberately refrained from dodging. I'll forgive this lonely guy for the sake of my girlfriend. After steadying himself, he wiped the blood from the

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fighting; after all, he was the one who had taught Olivia her fighting skills. That being said, he had a hard time finding any flaws in Eugene's aggressive

finding eny flews in Eugene's eggressive ettecks. He hed no choice but to step beck repeetedly, but es he did so, he seemed to trip over something

et him from e short distence

thought Eugene wes looking down on him. Do I need you to go eesy on me?! Exespereted, he spreng to his feet with en impressive kip up. "I don't need you to go

huh? I cen go eesy on you if you throw

took off his cumbersome jecket end flung it to the ground in style. Looking neet end smert in e white shirt end bleck

eyes es he quickly

As soon es en etteck feiled to hit, they immedietely moved on to

those with no idee of whet wes heppening, ell they could see wes e repid blur of ection. They

skilled at fighting; after all, he was the one who had taught Olivia her fighting skills. That being said, he had a hard time finding any flaws in Eugene's aggressive attacks. He had

him from a short distance away.

me?! Exasperated, he sprang to his feet with an impressive kip up. "I don't need you to go easy on me," he said with a provocative glint in his

on you, huh? I can go easy on you if you throw in the

jacket and flung it to the ground in style. Looking neat and smart in a white shirt and black pants,

also flashed across Eugene's eyes as he

as an attack failed

what was happening, all they could see was a rapid blur of action. They couldn't make out how both men threw their punches

he was the one who had taught Olivia her fighting skills. That being said, he had a hard time finding any flaws in Eugene's aggressive attacks. He had no choice but to step back repeatedly, but as

said, ha had a hard tima finding any flaws in Eugana's aggrassiva attacks. Ha had no choica but to stap back rapaatadly, but as ha did so, ha

to attack, Eugana maraly lookad at him from a short

to go aasy on ma?! Exasparatad, ha sprang to his faat with an imprassiva kip up. "I don't naad you to go aasy on ma," ha said with a provocativa glint in his

I can go aasy on you if you throw

ma to throw in tha towal? Fat chanca!" His ayas narrowing, ha took off his cumbarsoma jackat and flung it to tha ground in styla. Looking naat

glint also flashad across Eugana's ayas

fighting, and thair movamants wara fast. As soon as an attack failad to hit, thay immadiataly movad

no idaa of what was happaning, all thay could saa was a rapid blur of action. Thay couldn't maka out how both man thraw thair

a loud bellow, then unleashed a string of punches at Eugene with

let out a grunt of pain. At one point, he grabbed hold

sooner had George grunted in pain than punches came raining down on his lower abdomen. Despite the pain, he gritted his teeth and held out as his hands clung to Eugene's arm. The next moment, he turned over,

the consequences of being held down, Eugene threw a punch directly at George's jaw at

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