The Winner Takes Everything
George Wants to Kill Jack

Josh was already too scared, except for holding his face and shouting, he didn't know what to do

He never expected that there would be a Jack suddenly appearing in the middle of his plan.

Feeling guilty, Josh backed away from Jack, "Jack, listen to me, this is all just a misunderstanding."

"Related?"

Jack showed a cold smile on his face.

Then, he lifted his leg.

Bang out!

Legs landed a kick in Josh's head

Josh raises his hand to try to protect himself, but Jack's kick is so powerful that there's no way he can do anything about it. His head hit the wall forcefully and he fainted.

Jack looked at Josh with his cold eyes, his expression unchanged, he didn't even care if he was going to kill him.

He's not a gentle person.

He did not kill the Lone Wolf in the boxing world because his goal was to train his skills rather than kill people.

But now, he's gonna do it

Amber is her boyfriend, she is her woman.

He is his most precious possession

Whoever touches it must die.

Jack turned his head to look at the closed door, anger seething in his eyes.

He clenched both his hands tightly, until his knuckles cracked.

Is this like bringing a gift?

Her boyfriend was drugged by Josh, then taken to this room, is this to kiss the ass of the person staying there?

It's ridiculous!

Bang out!

With strong legs, Jack suddenly kicked the door of the hotel room.

In the room, passionate music was playing.

The curtains are tightly closed, so the room is very dark.

Someone was sitting on a chair in the living room, head down, both hands folded up supporting his chin.

"George?"

Although there was not enough light to confirm Jack, but he could guess from the figure he saw in front of him.

Someone who had tried to kill him, he would not forget it so easily.

"Ha, ha, ha..."

It was an extremely cold laugh that suddenly sounded, George slowly raised his head, his eyes staring at Jack, "You bastard, you even dare to take my prey?"

From his voice, it sounded as if he was joking with Jacky.

He stood up, put on his suit, and walked towards the door.

Jack furrowed his brows, he was still shocked because the person in this hotel room was George.

But, this is about Amber.

He took a step forward, "I'll take him with me."

"Who are you to take him?" George laughed, "Just because you've done some practice in your fight? Stop making fun of yourself, everything you do is an asshole, and you're useless. You are nothing compared to someone like me, who has enjoyed the best education ever since I was a kid"

Whoosh!

Just as he finished speaking.

George suddenly rushed to Jack.

As he approached, he made a huge leap, one leg kicking the wall, and the other leg heading towards Jack.

Jack's face darkened, he moved and raised both his hands into the air, and in a loud voice, he stopped George's leg before it hit him.

"What?"

But the next second, his expression changed drastically.

After stopping George's kick, Jack turned around and held his right leg.

"Go to the ground!"

While shouting loudly, Jack used the force on George's leg to push him to the floor.

George's expression changed, he didn't even have time to react.

With Jack's hand forcing her, she fell to the floor in a loud voice.

His face finally paled, he almost died down there.

George did not wait for Jack to take another chance, and immediately got up, looking at Jack in disbelief.

He never thought this bastard changed so much in such a short amount of time.

He swears that the last time they met, Jack didn't know how to use that tactic.

Even if he knew, he couldn't possibly react that fast in such a short amount of time.

This kind of battle tactic made him take a cold sweaty bath on his back.

George is not ready to be defeated.

He was the elite of the Hughes family, although he was shocked, but it was not enough to destroy his confidence.

"That's pretty interesting. Today, you will lie here, and the woman outside as well."

George grinned, and showed confidence that he had become the elite of the Hughes family.

Seconds next.

George rushed to Jack.

Jack's eyes were focused, and was just about to face George.

Suddenly.

Something flashed in the corner of his eye, George holding a knife in his right hand.

The appearance of the dagger was as if a snake was coming right at him.

Whoosh!

Blood splashes. Jack frowned tightly and his face was full of anger. The wound on his left arm was bleeding. He was lucky to have dodged just in time, otherwise even if the attack was not fatal, he might lose his arm.

For George, taking a life is nothing.

"Tsk tsk. You're nothing but trash." George turned around slowly and stood by the door and blocked Jack's path and sneered.

"Hooof.." Jack took a deep breath and stared intently at George.

Suddenly George lifted his leg and held it in the door frame and laughed, "You have a choice, you can go with your life if you crawl under my feet. But you must leave this woman here."

"Then let's see who's left!" In the blink of an eye, Jack grabbed a chair and rushed towards George

The two were fighting in a dimly lit room with the sound of daggers occasionally hitting a chair. After experiencing the actual battle, Jack becomes a different man.

But he's still far from George's ability. Soon, Jack was in an unfortunate position.

Several times the dagger only swept over his body.

If not for his quick reflexes, and his ability to dodge every attack, he might have already been covered in blood from head to toe.

Cut it!

Finally, the dagger sliced Jack's right arm.

He frowned in pain and quickly retreated. The wound was deep into his bones and fresh blood poured from there. George stopped and looked at Jack like he was a clown. He was very surprised by Jack's sudden change, but it was just a surprise. He did not think that Jack had the ability to fight him.

"The bastard will always be a bastard. Even if your fate changes, you're still an asshole."

George sneered and waved his dagger and shook blood from it, "If you don't want to leave, then I'll leave you here and end your hopes."

Jack started to turn pale but maintained his composure.

Right now, his heart was racing as he began to sense the possibility of death. There was too much difference between his skill and George's skill and it could not be equaled by any other external factor.

Furthermore, now George had shown his willingness to kill him. Perhaps the next action of this madman was to aim the dagger straight at his heart.