"It was indeed a defeat. Last night, the thirteen leaders of the Blood Hand Party had already spread messages in the underground world. From then on, their Blood Hand Party had nothing to do with Antonio. They no longer recognized Antonio as their godfather. The battle they sniped the Black Axe Richard and swept the Carnival Nightclub was so beautiful that all members of the Blood Hand Party could not help but be afraid of three points."

Oliver's sentence also contained a bit incredible: "But I doubt whether Young Master Andre really has such ability? Li Chunchu and his wife did leave some hands for him, and he did hire a large number of magic professions through the Cardinals Club. But like the Sky Eye Hawyd Eisenhower, and the top sniper who shot and killed Richard the Black Axe, they are not something that can be hired with money."

"You suspect it was Dwight Payton, or someone posed for Andre's hand, right?"

Jennifer said in a disagreement tone: "But what's going on with Andre's almost superb fighting skills?"

She has confirmed this. Thanks to some arrangements at Linden Academy a few months ago, Jennifer knows the situation at Linden Academy Cold Weapon Fighting Club.

She knew that over the past two weeks, Li Mochen's competition with all coaches ended with a draw. Then, according to her insider's evaluation, she was "easy" and "feel merciless"!

"But we can't confirm."

At this moment, Oliver also frowned: "It's hard to say that before this, Young Master Andre was not hiding his weakness. After all, Miss, you have not had contact with him for a year and a half before this. Isn't Dongfang a saying? Scholars should look at him with admiration for three days. And your father, I mean Mr. Li Chunchu, his fighting skills are indeed superb. Also, I think Young Master Andre's personality has not changed much. He still has extremely stubborn values, toughness, and a little impulsive. I think if the Young Master was taken over by others and reincarnated, the family's laboratory should have noticed it long ago. They have the soul marks and blood samples of Young Master Andre, and the family's Presbyterian would never allow such a thing to happen."

"Li Chunchu"

When Jennifer thought of this person's name and the word "father", a complicated meaning flashed in her eyes.

Did her blood-related father make some arrangement in advance that she could not know before his death?

But this thought arose, and Jennifer's heart inexplicably felt a little jealous. She had to shake her head suddenly and wave the thought in her mind.

"You're right, this idea is indeed a bit nonsense. We might as well have a headache about our own affairs first, Oliver, I'm afraid we have to consider the worst. After today, we're just afraid it's hard to get Christian's support."

Oliver heard the irritability in Jennifer's words, but he didn't react much on his face.

This is expected. Even the Young Master Andre was able to defeat Edwin Antonio alone. After having such a force, how could a strong-willed young master bow his head like the Wilton Stein family and wash away his oriental bloodline?

It is natural for Christian to withdraw his support for his own lady if he failed to do so.

Fortunately, they received the support of Chairman Kang Xiuli not long ago, and the pressure within the Wilton Stein Group was greatly reduced. Otherwise, they would be afraid that they would be difficult to deal with the current situation.

Unless it is today, the young master loses this game

At this moment, Oliver suddenly saw a mirror reflection flashing from the perspective of the box opposite. It was someone looking at the direction of the ring with a telescope.

"Box No. 9, that's Abraham Archibod, this one came so early."

"This is a battle related to his career after all."

Jennifer laughed: "Now everyone knows that Arcadis's headquarters is already impatient with him. If Cadio Rhode loses in this battle, Arcadis's Southeast Region president will likely be replaced. Speaking of this victory or defeat."

Jennifer's voice paused slightly, with a complicated expression: "If Andre loses, he will probably not be much better in the end? Without the support of Nissen Sports Group, how should he deal with the revenge of the Dragon Witch Cult? Oliver, this really makes me conflicted. This guy, he never lets me worry."

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Abraham Archibald had indeed arrived at the No. 9 box he booked and was looking down with the telescope in his hand. But for granted, he did not see Li Mochen.

After entering the quarterfinals, the event committee will provide a lounge for all contestants. Li Mochen should be staying in his lounge now.

"Are you nervous?"

When the sound rang in the private room, a large number of water droplets suddenly condensed from another floor-to-ceiling window next to it, and a figure quickly appeared. It was Cresey Jacks.

"This is not necessary. That lucky Andre must have lost."

"Just relying on ancient tracing, and the 'Crete Black Bloodstone' you buried in his body? This is not enough to ensure our chances of winning, Mr. Jacks. Even the information department of our company already knows what you want to do. Do you think the Nesson Sports Group will know nothing? But look at the opposite side."

Abraham looked in the direction of Room 3 with his telescope.

It was originally a private room, and it was difficult for outsiders to see what was happening inside, but at this time, the floor-to-ceiling windows of the No. 3 box were open.

Dwight Payton and Alec Brude of Penguin Gambling Company were chatting and laughing in front of the window railing, holding red wine.

"They look relaxed, aren't they?"

"They may also have done this on purpose to send signals to the outside world, so they can set up a suspicion array, right?"

Cresci Jacks chuckled indifferently: "What do you think our arrangement is the only one? We did plant the 'Crete Black Bloodstone' in Cadio Rod's body, but in addition to that, I also added a little bit of information. This time we sacrificed a lot, Mr. Archibod. It was something that guaranteed our victory, but it was expensive. But Mr. Archibod, since you have kept your promise, I will do my best."

"It's not just you who pays the price? You really gave me a problem this time. Speaker Jacks, now everyone knows that you are related to the Dragon Witch Cult. You want to resurrect that Dragon Girl in Disaster Flame!"

Abraham Archibod hummed softly, but his tense expression gradually relaxed.

"I hope Cadio can really defeat that lucky Andre as you said."

"It's certain!" Cresey Jacks laughed: "Mr. Archibod, I think you should prepare a bottle of Victory Champagne first."

At this moment, in a lounge in Storm Stadium, Cadio Rod looked at a vermilion-red medicine bottle in his hand, and his eyes showed hesitation and struggle. But after just one minute, Cadio raised his head suddenly and drank the potion in the bottle into his abdomen.
Chapter completed!