Noble Husband At the Door novel Chapter 4882

That Lord was feeling very depressed and displeased. He had unleashed three successive punches. Furthermore, each and every one of his punches landed on flesh. He was able to guarantee that he had used practically all of his strength in each punch.

However, he didn't understand why Samuel was still standing there.

"This is f*cking impossible!"

In this world, if there was someone who could take his punch, he could understand.

But what about two punches?

It should be very few!

At least that was what he knew.

As for the three punches, they should be even rarer.

Even though it was extremely rare, it didn't mean that it didn't exist. But at the very least, it wasn't something this fellow before him could accomplish.

He was like a bamboo pole. How could a bamboo pole be so resistant?

"Did you play some fucking dirty trick? That's impossible!"

"With your body, I can beat the shit out of you."

"Speak!"

The Lord was anxious. He was completely anxious.

"What's wrong? Now you're afraid of taking three strikes from me, so you're looking for an excuse?"

"Fuck! Who the fuck is scared? Why would I be afraid of trash as thin as a bamboo pole? You weren't even able to hack me earlier, did you think you'd be able to do it now? I was merely fucking curious as to exactly what sort of sinister trick you've used," The Lord was naturally filled with disdain. He refused to admit defeat.

Samuel smiled gently. "Don't say that I'm bullying an old man. How about this? I'll give you a chance to punch me three more times."

Hearing this, the guy instinctively wanted to swear because Samuel was obviously humiliating him. How could he be so fucking old?

Not to mention that he was not so old that he needed someone to give it up!

But he didn't say it out loud, because he was more willing to accept the opinion of Samuel than this anger.

After all, he didn't believe and was too curious that Samuel had actually taken three of his punches.

If he continued to fight, it was true that this guy would not be able to bear it. At the same time, it would give him a better chance to figure out what dirty tricks Samuel had used.

In the end, reason triumphed over rage, and he said, "Kid, that's what you said. Don't regret it!"

Samuel smiled and knew that the fish had taken the bait. "I will never regret it. Come on."

As soon as he finished speaking, Samuel adjusted his posture again.