Chapter 225 The Vicious Fiora
The four bodyguards were built like tanks, with arms thicker than most folks' waists.
As soon as they stepped up, their muscles flexed, making a bunch of people back off.
Class 1 students watched the commotion, while Class 2 students quickly stepped aside.
"Babe, don't fight," Chloe grabbed Larry, worried he'd lose it again and punch someone, causing more trouble with the Martinez Family.
Larry grinned at Chloe, "I'll do whatever you say."
Their lovey-dovey moment made Lincoln's face darken. He used to chase after Chloe back in high school, but he was a slacker and his family was broke, so Chloe didn't give him the time of day.
Now, after hustling hard, he had his own company and was rolling in dough, worth over two billion bucks.
In his mind, only a big shot like him deserved Chloe.
Seeing Chloe in a jam, he figured he'd show off a bit and try to win her over at this reunion.
He strutted over with a smile, "Mr. Martinez, Chloe's my girl. Cut her some slack for me."
"Who the hell are you?"
Lysander slapped him without a second thought. Anyone who hit his woman was gonna pay, no exceptions.
Lincoln felt humiliated and took a moment to gather himself, "Mr. Martinez, I'm the founder of Infinity Technologies."
"Get lost."
Lysander kicked him. Everyone saw it, especially the Class One students, who were trying hard not to laugh out loud.
Lincoln was trying to show off, but Lysander wasn't having any of it.
Fiora had gotten up from the ground. Her stockings were ripped, her legs scraped, her face swollen, and blood was still trickling from her mouth. She looked fierce and scary, like a madwoman.
"Chloe, you're done for. Your useless husband is toast."
Chloe quickly apologized, "Fiora, I'm really sorry. This is all a big misunderstanding. For old times' sake, please let it go."
Fiora sneered, "What friendship do I have with you?"
She turned to Lysander with teary eyes, "Lysander, you have to get back at them for me."
Lysander didn't hesitate, "Break his legs."
"Yes, Mr. Martinez."
The four bodyguards glared at Larry, their faces twitching with anger, fists clenched. Everyone thought Larry was a goner.
"What are you doing?" A cold voice cut through the tension.
Everyone turned to see Abigail, looking stunning in a red dress, walking over.
"Abigail."
Fiora immediately whined, "Chloe's useless husband Larry hit me. Look at the kind of people you invited!"
Abigail's eyes lingered on Larry, a hint of disgust in her expression, and she said coldly, "Larry, apologize to Fiora right now."
"Sorry." Chloe quickly apologized for Larry.
"He needs to kneel and get his legs broken, or this isn't over." Fiora spat, full of hatred, then turned to Abigail, "Abigail, it's not that I don't respect you, but look at me. My legs are scraped, my face is swollen, and a few of my teeth are knocked out."
Blood still oozed from her mouth as she wiped it with a tissue.
Abigail frowned. She didn't expect Larry to be so brutal, even hitting a woman.
"What are you waiting for? Hit him." Lysander ordered again.
The bodyguards clenched their fists and swung at Larry.
Chloe quickly stepped in front of Larry. As she did, a fat fist was already coming at her.
She closed her eyes tight in fear. After a few seconds, the punch didn't land. She opened her eyes to see Larry had blocked it.
Larry stopped the punch from one of Lysander's bodyguards and said calmly, "I'm letting this slide for Chloe's sake. Leave now, or don't blame me for what happens next."
"Fine, let's see what you've got. Hit him." Fiora screamed, almost losing it. Even now, Larry was still acting tough.
She had always hated Chloe for causing so much trouble for the Martinez Family.
And now Larry had the nerve to hit her. He was practically begging for trouble.
The bodyguard pulled back his fist and swung again, aiming right for Larry's chest.
The punch was a powerhouse, slicing through the air with a whoosh. Even a bull would've been knocked flat.
Larry didn't flinch and took it head-on. Their fists collided, and the sound of bones cracking echoed.
Lysander's bodyguard yelped in pain, yanking his hand back and shaking it like crazy, hopping around like a madman.
Everyone was stunned.
Larry didn't waste any time, taking down the other three bodyguards in a few swift moves. They were left groaning on the ground.
Larry turned to Chloe, beaming with pride, "Babe, I didn't let you down, did I? I used to be in the military. These regular guys who've never even touched martial arts are no match for me."
Larry expected some praise from Chloe.
But Chloe's face was stern. She had told Larry not to get involved.
"Do you think you're some kind of hero? Didn't I tell you not to fight? How much more trouble do you want to bring to the Lewis Family?"
Larry was taken aback. He didn't think the Martinez Family was a big deal at all.
Lysander, seeing his bodyguards on the ground, was livid and pointed at Larry, "You worthless piece of trash, you're finished. Chloe, your family is done for."
Abigail tried to step in, "For my sake, let's just drop it."
Lysander snapped, "Abigail, who do you think you are? Your family was kicked out of the Martinez Family ages ago."
Fiora chimed in, "Abigail, it's not that I'm not giving you face, but Chloe and that useless Larry are too much. You better stay out of this, or our friendship is over."
Abigail frowned. She hadn't expected things to get this bad.
She scolded, "Larry, kneel down and apologize to Mr. Martinez and Fiora!"
"Do they deserve it?" Larry said coldly, "Not killing them is already giving Chloe face."
In the distance, a group of Class One students gave a thumbs up.
"Man, he's got guts."
"Not even scared of the Martinez Family."
"Didn't they say Chloe's husband was a loser? How is he this strong?"
"Yeah, he took down four tough bodyguards like it was nothing. Is that useless?"
The Class One students were buzzing with chatter.
"Larry, stop talking," Chloe really didn't want to make things worse.
She pulled Larry behind her, stepped forward, and bowed deeply, apologizing, "Mr. Martinez, Fiora, I'm sorry. This is my fault and Larry's fault. I apologize on his behalf. If you're still mad, then hit me."
"Alright, Chloe, you said it. Don't blame me for hitting you."
Fiora's face darkened. She pulled a sharp knife from her bag and said coldly, "A couple of cuts on your face, and this will be over."
Chloe took a few steps back in fear.
Abigail couldn't take it anymore, "Fiora, don't go too far."
Larry stepped forward and said helplessly, "I'll take the two cuts for Chloe."
Larry thought it over and decided not to escalate things. He wasn't scared of anything, but the Lewis Family couldn't handle more trouble.
He stepped forward, looked at the knife in Fiora's hand, and smiled faintly, "Two stabs, right? You can stab me anywhere you want. After those two, I hope you won't bother Chloe anymore."
"Larry, you said it. If you die, don't blame me."
Fiora held the knife and stabbed at Larry's chest.
But it felt like she hit a brick wall. Not only did she fail to pierce Larry's skin, but she was also pushed back a few steps.
Fiora was dumbfounded. Everyone watching was shocked.
Was this guy even human? How could a knife not pierce him?
Larry looked at his torn clothes and smiled faintly, "One more stab, go ahead."
He was skilled in medicine and knew the human body inside out.
He had trained for ten years, making his cells denser and his skin tougher. With Fiora's strength, there was no way she could hurt him.
If it were a strong middle-aged man with a sharp knife and full force, maybe it could pierce his body.
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