Almost all of Jack’s fighting skills were taught by Brent.
Brent even helped the Hughes family optimize their fighting skills. Brent must be a capable teacher of the young people in the Hughes family.
Demeter was more familiar with Brent’s fighting skills than Jack.
It made Jack curious.
Demeter blinked, and a trace of hesitation flashed across his bearded face.
In the end, he chuckled, "Brent is both my friend and teacher."
A few words illustrated the relationship between them.
Jack nodded and said, "Thank you for taking care of me these days."
"You’re Brent’s good apprentice. Of course, I have to take care of you. You should thank Brent."
Demeter waved his hand and pointed to the fighter, "You can leave now."
Jack got on the fighter.
The fighter roared and rushed to the sky with flames from its tail.
The white clouds outside the window matched the ice and snow on the ground.
In this snow-white world, the dark Black hell was dormant quietly, and the Black hell was getting smaller in Jack’s sight.
In these days of Black hell, Jack had an unreal sense of dreaming.
But the pain always reminded him that everything was real.
But soon, all kinds of doubts filled his mind.
These questions, like rotten cotton wool, were hard to deal with.
What was the relationship between Brown Hughes and his father?
It was Jack’s father who personally sent Brown to Black hell and kept him in custody for more than 20 years. How did Brown give up his hatred?
And the Black hell also made Jack feel strange. Everything was covered with a thick mist.
Jack was confused, but he didn’t know what the problem was.
Finally, what was the scheme of Madam Hughes and the Quinn family?
Jack couldn’t really think about that.
If they had killed Jack at that time, that man of the Jour family would have replaced Jack absolutely.
However, Madam Hughes and the people of the Quinn family just imprisoned him in remote Black hell.
But, Demeter and Brown in Black hell completely broke their scheme.
"Maybe, you never thought that it took me less than a month to get out of Black hell?"
Jack sneered, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, "I really want to see your wonderful expressions when I stand in front of you."
Jack raised his hand and rubbed his face.
Jack repressed all his doubts.
Looking at the clouds outside the window, Jack’s expression gradually became softer. He smiled gently, "Amber, wait for me!"
……
In TM Villa District,
The villa was ablaze with lights.
The wedding room had already been decorated well.
The whole villa was full of jubilant atmosphere.
On the terrace, the night breeze was cool.
Amber leaned against the railing and enjoyed the beautiful view of night in the distance, feeling a little nervous.
The person behind her slowly held Amber’s waist with a pair of big hands. Amber smelt a familiar fragrance.
Amber blushed and she couldn’t help shivering as if she got an electric shock.
"Are you nervous?"
Jack asked softly, putting his head on Amber’s shoulder and his breathing was hot.
"Aren’t you nervous? We’re getting married tomorrow."
Amber felt the heat in her ears, and she was so shy that her ears even turned red. She struggled bashfully, trying to get rid of Jack’s hands.
Jack pulled Amber close to him.
Jack said gently, "Don’t leave tonight, OK?"
Amber, stunned, turned around and looked at Jack, "Have you forgotten our decision?"
"Just one day ahead of time." Jack looked at Amber tenderly.
Amber looked at Jack, too, a little distracted.
In the beautiful light,
Jack’s face moved closer to Amber’s.
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