Noble Husband At the Door

"Fu*k, I've been in this world for so many years, and I've seen all kinds of b*tches, but it's the first time I've seen such a b*tch as you."

The Lord laughed ferociously. Clearly, he did not take Samuel seriously at all.

Although people like Samuel were much taller than most people, they were too thin.

It was like a bamboo pole. Not to mention a circle, he could even break Samuel completely with two fingers.

But Samuel was boasting shamelessly and confidently.

"Since I can say that, I naturally have no room to regret it. I just don't know if you dare or not."

"Bastard! Why wouldn't I dare? I will probably beat the shit out of you with a single punch." The Lord spoke with disdain.

"Well, I'll give you three punches. If you can't kill me, I'm sorry. You'd better stand still and let me slash you three times. What do you think?"

"There is no winner or loser in this match. Whoever falls first will lose."

The lord snickered when he heard this. "You little brat, your stupidity is quite likable. It's just a pity that your idiocy is only likable because you're stupid enough. No one will have any opinions about you."

"Idiot, you deserve to die."

"Three punches. Are you ready?"

Samuel smiled gently, and the black Qi in his body was running. It seemed that he was not very prepared, but in fact, he had completely set up a defensive posture. "You're courting death!" With a cold snort, the lord raised his fist and moved. Even though Yvonne knew very well what Samuel was capable of, she couldn't help but worry when Samuel didn't try to resist the other party's punch at all. After all, this was...

"Wait!"

At the critical moment, Samuel suddenly shouted.

Upon hearing those words, the Lord stopped in time.

He looked coldly at Samuel and shouted disdainfully, "What? Kiddo, are you fucking afraid?"

Ask others to stop in the face of battle. Wasn't this a sign of fleeing? With such a performance, what was there to be afraid of?

Samuel coldly laughed. He looked at the Lord and softly said, "Afraid of you? I am not. However, I suddenly recalled that we should set another rule!"

"Bastard, you simply deserve to die. Since you've already started to have so many problems, if it was an ordinary person, I would absolutely be too lazy to pay attention to them. But today, forget it. With your stupidity of taking my fist head-on, tell me."

"It's nothing. Let's make it clear in advance. Whether we win or lose later, whether it hurts or not, if you are a man, you should keep your

Shut and don't make a sound,

okay?"

Samuel was afraid of causing too much trouble.

Upon hearing this request of Samuel, The Lord immediately sneered disdainfully.

"I thought you wanted to say something. So that's it? Alright, I agree."

"Are you ready?"

Samuel nodded.

The next second, the lord did not hold back at all. He ran all his strength and threw a punch.

In order to stabilize the security, Samuel directly exerted his strength to resist!

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the Lord punched Samuel in the abdomen, and Yvonne's heart almost jumped to her throat at the same time.

Samuel smiled and patted his belly.

The Lord frowned. He had been determined to win, but he had never imagined that Samuel would be able to withstand his blow.

He looked at Samuel coldly and said in disbelief, "Brat, this is possible? You must be feeling terrible, right?"

"Do you want me to punch you again later?"

In his eyes, although Samuel was indeed very capable of taking this punch, henoveldrama

was definitely holding on.

No one could be unscathed by his punch.

But only Samuel himself knew that the Lord's punch was somewhat powerful, but

it was equivalent to someone slapping an egg on his body.

"I think you might as well make two or three punches at the same time. To be honest, you look so strong. I didn't expect you to be so weak. I can't wait to kill you. Hurry up."

"F*ck!" The Lord was furious. He could not stand being called weak. He immediately raised his fist and threw two punches at Samuel without any mercy.

"Bang bang!"

After the two punches, Samuel still looked at the Lord with a faint smile. "That's it? It's my turn!"