Chapter 42

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The impact sent Connor flying backward into the wall, cratering the plaster with a sickening crunch. Blood sprayed from his mouth. "How is that possible? Connor couldn't even take a single hit?" The crowd that had been cheering for him just seconds ago stood frozen in stunned silence. The entire hall went so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Connor pushed himself up on trembling arms, his eyes wide with terror. "I hired a bunch of punks. Who the hell are you people?" It finally dawned on him. These masked figures in black were not the hired thugs he'd arranged. Vulture threw his head back and laughed. "What an i***t. You didn't even bother finding out who I was before you made your move?" He ripped the cloth from his face, revealing that savage, predatory visage. "Remember the name. Th

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