Chapter: 436
“Dustin is the Harmon family’s quest. It is our responsibility to protect him. If Boulderthorn still insists, you’ll have to defeat me first.” Natasha was uncompromising.
“Very well! Since you must stand in our way, do not blame us for turning against the Harmon family!” Brody threw a note to Natasha, which threw down the gauntlet, and said fiercely, “My father had said that if you refuse to agree, we’ll meet at the battle ring. We will settle things with deathmatches!
“If you win, the Boulderthorn will never speak anything about it again. However, if you lose, you must hand over Immortunal’s shares! This is your only chance. I challenge you!” Brody exuded an intimidating aura, He looked like he was sure to win.
“Why not? I will accept it. You’ll decide on the time and venue.” Natasha did not bat an eye.
“We’ll have the battle at Williams Dojo tonight, at eight,” he said coldly and left immediately.
“Natasha Harmon! Have you lost your mind? How dare you provocate Boulderthorn just because of this little boy toy?” Quentin was flustered and exasperated.
“Boulderthorn’s connections were more important than that country bumpkin!” he thought.
“It is not your place to interfere with my decisions,” Natasha sneered, “Do you think I don’t know who involved Boulderthorn in this?”
“You” Quentin, shifty–eyed, looked guilty because of her accusations.
“Natasha, Boulderthorn is one of the most powerful guilds in Balerno. You’ll put yourself in trouble.” Jessica knitted her brow.
It would be difficult to predict what would happen once the battle started. If they lost the battle, they needed to give the shares away, and it would also bring the Harmon family into disrepute.
“Mr. Williams himself is powerful indeed, but that doesn’t mean we don’t stand a chance of winning against them.” Natasha replied.
“Win? But how? Skills and strength aside, we don’t even have enough people to fight, Jessica grumbled.
Natasha wasn’t worried about her concern.
“Who said so? I’ve already invited an expert from The Hundred Immortals.”
“The Hundred Immortals? Who is it?” Jessica asked. She was desperate for the answer.
Natasha didn’t reply directly. She clapped her hands, and an old man with gray hair and a hawked nose strode out quickly. He was wearing a black shirt with a tall and muscular physique. He made no sound when he walked, exactly like a ghost.
“Is this the King of Kicks, who was ranked ninth among The Hundred Immortals?” Quentin couldn’t help but gasp at the old man’s presence.
The Hundred Immortals, especially those ranked in the top ten, were all equipped with powerful skills. The King of Kicks, ranked ninth, was famous for his kicks. He had worked on his legs for years. His kicks were second to none.
Quentin once saw The King of Kicks flip a car by kicking it casually. There was no doubt that he was extremely skilled.
The conference room was in an uproar after the hawk-nose elder came in. Everyone looked at him with a sense of respect after knowing he was the King of Kicks, whether they knew him or not. After all, he was the expert who was ranked ninth in The Hundred Immortals. Not anyone would have the chance to meet him, even once in a lifetime.
“You actually invited the King of Kicks?” Jessica was surprised. She didn’t expect Natasha to bring a master from The Hundred Immortals back after returning from Millsburg.
It was known that the King of Kicks was an arrogant man. It wasn’t easy to invite him. Natasha probably made much effort to get him to agree to come to Swinton.
“There were lots of people eyeing Immortunal these days. Of course, I had to take precautions as soon as possible. This is also our chance to lure the tiger out of the mountains,” Natasha said impassively. She had always been keeping an eye on what Boulderthorn was up to. That was why she had made preparations earlier.
“We need at least three people for a battle. With King of Kicks, we still need two.” Quentin burst the bubble.