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The Supreme Harvey York novel Chapter 5282

Chapter 5282

“Sigh…”

An eerie voice could be heard.

A woman clad in traditional Indian clothing suddenly walked out from the crowd. She was wearing a face scarf that revealed some of her skin. There was a clear view of her waist, and a Cat’s Eye Stone was attached to her belly button.

She exuded a refreshing scent as she walked out. She smelled like a cool breeze on a beach, captivating everyone’s hearts.

She held a scimitar covered in jewelry. Despite her gentle demeanor, her expression was fierce. Simply put, the woman was a rose covered in thorns.

“And who are you?” Harvey asked, looking at the Indian woman.

The woman smiled; her eyes could trap hearts.

“I am Wanda Garcia from India. I’m here to learn your ways of sparring. However, I’m willing to grant you any wish if you give up and let me capture you right now.”

Wanda looked deeply at Harvey. Ordinary men would’ve already kneeled under her skirt.

“Can you agree to kill yourself, then?” Harvey said, glaring at her.

Wanda froze, as if she was slapped in the face. She glared fiercely at Harvey, showing nothing but rage. She couldn’t tell if Harvey was an idiot or simply disrespectful.

“Enough. Come at me already! Stop this yapping.”

Harvey scoffed.

“Only worthy people can impose on others, after all. You’re already disrespecting me. Do you want me to let you slap me around? Would you consider that civilized? I think lapping you around would be the better call instead!

“Don’t forget, Wanda! I took out every single one of India’s top talents alone back in Flutwell! You’re still planning to fight me now? Who gave you the courage? Julio?” Harvey snarled.

Wanda showed a horrible expression. Ever since the fight in Flutwell, Harvey’s name had become the trauma of every single person in India.

She wanted to fight, but she couldn’t help but shiver.

It couldn’t be helped-there was simply too much pressure.

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