Chapter 380


    Connor leaned back in his chair with a yful face and he crossed his legs, looking very arrogant.


    They had finally exposed their conspiracy. They invited Tom to dinner tonight for revenge.


    rissa was very angry. she HAD believed in Smith so much and tried her best to invite Tom to dinner,


    but it turned out that Smith took advantage of her.


    "Mr. Smith, how could you do this? You said you were going to apologize to Mr. Howard, but you


    brought a boxer to make things difficult for Mr. Howard!" rissa said angrily.


    Smith did not feel guilty at all. Instead, when he saw rissa so angry, he felt even happier. He spread


    out his hands and said, "I''ve apologized to Mr. Howard. You all heard that. Now it''s my friend who


    wants topete with him. Is anything wrong? Besides, he just said that he thought my friend was no


    match for him, but now he''s afraid. Can you me me?"


    rissa did not know how to refute his words for a moment. Tom did say that Connor was not his


    opponent just now, but he was too impulsive.


    She said to Tom, "Mr. Howard, I''m sorry. I didn''t expect the dinner to turn out like this tonight. It''s all my


    fault..."


    As she spoke, rissa''s tears turned red.


    Tom didn''t know how to react to her tears and said quickly, "Hey, Miss Brown, why are you crying? I


    don''t me you at all."


    Tom couldn''t understand rissa. Why was she crying all of a sudden?


    That was because he couldn''t feel rissa''s guilt. She thought that she had dragged Tom into trouble


    and felt especially guilty.


    Smith and the others were even more arrogant when they saw that rissa was crying. Theyughed


    in a weird way.


    "Mr. Howard, I''m sorry, I''m really sorry..." rissa gritted her teeth tightly, feeling ashamed of herself.


    ''How can I cry?'' She thought.


    Tom sighed, took out two pieces of tissue, handed it to rissa, and said, "Why are you crying? You


    did a good thing but not a bad thing. These foreigners are very arrogant. I believe you have been angry


    with them for the past few days. But don''t worry. After tonight, they won''t dare to be arrogant anymore."


    rissa took Tom''s tissue and felt very warm, but she didn''t understand what Tom meant.


    Then Tom turned around and said to Smith, "Do you mean that if I beat him, you will apologize?"


    Smith said confidently, "That''s right. But if you can''t beat Connor, you have to apologize to Connor,


    because you have said that Conner was not your opponent and ruined Connor''s reputation."


    "Okay." Tom agreed and said, "Pick a ce. I''ll fight him."


    Smith and Connor looked at each other and saw the excitement and grimace in each other''s eyes.


    Great, Tom was in their trap!


    "There happened to be a fight club upstairs with an octagonal cage on it. I think it''s the best ce."


    Smith said with a smile, his eyes shining with excitement.


    Hearing the octagonal cage, rissa''s two bodyguards'' faces immediately darkened. They said in a


    low voice, "He shouldn''t go into the octagonal cage. If unlucky, he may die!"


    After rissa heard this, she was worried. She did not care about theprehensive fighting


    cell phone to search, and her expression immediately changed. The octagonal cage was a closed


    ce. The irregr fighting was bloodier than the arena contest. He may really die!


    She quickly said to Tom, "Mr. Howard, don''t do that. It''s too dangerous!"


    Tom naturally knew what an octagonal cage was. In fact, he had watched UFC before, and he was


    quite satisfied with this kind ofprehensive fightingpetition. Of course, he was only satisfied


    with themercial value of it.


    To a real expert, the octagonal cage was meaningless because they could rush out at will.


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    In the case of the live-or-die fight with Peter, the octagonal cage was just a decoration. It had no


    restriction on them at all, and they could tear it down whenever they wanted.


    "Okay." Tom said with a smile. rissa just breathed a sigh of relief, but then she heard Tom say, "Let''s


    go into the octagonal cage."


    In an instant, rissa became nervous. What happened? Tom agreed! He would die terribly!


    The two bodyguards also looked at Tom in shock, as if they were looking at a dead man. They had also


    entered the octagonal cage before, knowing that those who entered the octagonal cage would at least


    be crippled or even die.


    If it was a formalpetition, it would be fine. With the referee around, the contestants could be


    stopped in time. But this was a privatepetition. There was probably no referee. Even if there was a


    referee, he may not be impartial.


    If they were evenly matched, that would be fine. But Tom was must lighter than Connor.


    Tom was at best a middleweight while Conner was an absolute heavyweight. How could Tom beat him?


    They all thought that Tom was too arrogant. How dare he fight with a professional boxer just because


    he knew kungfu?


    On the other side, when Smith and Connor heard that Tom had agreed, they were so excited that they


    couldn''t hide the arrogance on their faces.


    In particr, Connor''s face even had a green light. He looked at Tom as if he was like looking at his


    prey, ready to devour Tom at any time.


    Although he was a heavyweight, he was still happy to fight with newbies, so that he could enjoy the


    newbies'' begging for mercy!


    rissa was anxious. She couldn''t control herself but quickly grabbed Tom''s arm and dissuaded him,


    "Mr. Howard! You can''t do that. This white man is a professional boxer. He''s very powerful. Your life is


    in danger every minute if you enter the octagonal cage!"


    Flora and the others quickly tried to dissuade Tom from entering the octagonal cage. It was too


    dangerous.


    Smith was afraid that Tom would go back on his words, so he quickly said, "Mr. Howard, you just said


    you will do it, so you can''t go back on your word! Otherwise, we will tell others that your people from H


    Country admit that H Country kungfu is not as good as our British boxing!"


    Connor echoed, "That''s right. Your kungfu is a joke, rubbish. Even Bruce Lee is rubbish. You can''t even


    beat ordinary British people."


    His words were harsh. Tom was even angrier. He couldn''t stand those foreigners being arrogant and


    insulting H Country''s martial arts!


    Tom said lightly, "I''m going back on my word? No way. Since you want to see how good our kungfu is, I


    don''t mind showing it to you."