Chapter 475 A Hand-To-Hand Combat
If he could defeat the reputable Elliot, it would be the most glorious moment of his life.
“Bring Elliot to the courtyard. I’m going to teach him a lesson.”
“Paul, he needs to be with Miss Dora tonight to…”
Paul’s expression turned awful when he heard that because he had been having a crush on Aliona for the past three years. Knowing that she was about to offer herself to Elliot and coupled with the fact that Elliot was being unappreciative, Paul was burning with rage.
“I’ll spare his life.” Paul merely wanted to vent his anger, and he was dying to vent it on Elliot.
And so, his man immediately went to bring Elliot over for his higher-up to do so.
In an open area in the courtyard, Elliot was brought out, with his limbs remained chained. Paul found that unchallenging, so he instructed, “Release him.”
“Paul, what if—”
However, Paul was full of himself. Hence, he did not believe that Elliot could defeat him. With that, he sneered. “How would such a pampered young master defeat me? Guard by the side, and if he dares to flee, teach him a lesson.”
Six of his men then stood beside them, waiting to witness their battle. Elliot, on the other hand, was dressed in a black coat, a vest and a black shirt inside. He exuded ruthlessness in the midst of the darkness.
For a brief moment, Paul was concerned when he noticed Elliot’s chains had been removed. He knew that Elliot was not someone to be underestimated. Paul had, however, boasted in front of his men, and he had no choice but to continue for the sake of his dignity.
“Come on, Elliot. I’ll let you have the chance to challenge me,” Paul said, his voice cold.
To that, Elliot agilely removed his coat, revealing his sturdy build. His muscles beneath his shirt could vaguely be seen under the moonlight.
“Come on,” he responded nonchalantly.
“Are you afraid now?” Elliot sneered. His sneer exuded an inexplicable aura that made one fearful amidst the cold wind.
Paul’s subordinates, who were standing off to one side, started to guard against Elliot.
“Afraid of you? Dream on!” A provoked Paul attacked again. He kicked his leg and started a hand-to-hand combat with Elliot.
In a hand-to-hand fight, fighting skills and quick reaction were crucial. Everyone present could see that Elliot was equal to, if not better than, Paul in terms of agility and strength.
Yet, Elliot was beaten up by Paul earlier today when they disembarked from the yacht. How did he remain so ferocious?
“Be careful, Paul.”
“Shut up!” Paul yelled. At this moment, Elliot gave Paul a kick on his chest. Elliot’s movement was as fast as lightning and Paul was unable to avoid it. As a result, he fell nearly two meters away.
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