Все главы No. 1 Supreme Warrior: Глава 661 - Глава 670

Fane switched his focus to his phone. ‘Skyler Celestino’ appeared on the screen. “Hey, Skyler Celestino!” Fane uttered casually after picking up the call. “Hehe, yeah! According to the ratio you told me, you’ll be getting a hundred and seventy billion bucks for your part. You should’ve received it by now, right? “What a steal. Not only did I fix my itch to fight, but I also made a big profit out of it.” Skyler’s manly voice rang from the phone. “Yup, I got the money. I've got some errands to run, so I’ll hang up now!” Fane ended the call in the next second. The woman before him was standing nearby, and Skyler’s voice was not particularly soft on the other end of the call as well. Fane was not sure if the other party had heard any part of the conversation. At this time, Hector approached the two and uttered, “Brother Fane, I heard that you’re a bodyguard of the Drake family, right?” Fane had already outstretched his leg and was about to leave the place. He did not expe

“That mother*cker is really f*cking smart! We were almost fooled by him!” one of the injured bulky men slapped his thigh and shouted. “This brat is more cunning than a fox!” a middle-aged man chimed in, wearing a bitter smile. He then continued, “He’s afraid that we might continue looking for trouble and just let him off temporarily. That’s why he kept this wild card in his hand, so he could leave the place. Otherwise, how could the call be so coincidental? How could the call come in right as we were about to transfer the money to him?” After hearing everyone's detailed analysis, Hector bobbed in agreement. That b*stard had almost deceived him! He turned his gaze to the elder and said, “Elder Ward, I’m thankful for your wit and wisdom. Fortunately, that brat revealed himself by saying some ridiculous amount of money—a hundred seventy billion. If he had said a hundred or two hundred million, we would’ve fallen for his trap.” The sound of praise entered the elder’s ears and lifte

“Finally!” Sharon and Yvonne exclaimed in unison, both heaving big sighs of relief.Sharon gazed at Yvonne, her rosy pink lips slightly parted. She could no longer hold back and asked, “Yvonne, you seem…you seem to be very very worried about him, too. Don’t tell me you like him, too?” Sharon’s question startled Yvonne, causing her to choke. Her eyes flickered and her cheeks were immediately kissed pink. She retorted instantly, “What? Impossible! That guy’s a pervert who drools over beautiful ladies! I don’t like him at all, hmph!” Lines appeared on Sharon’s forehead as her brows furrowed. “Impossible! If he’s a pervert, then why didn’t he drool over me? I’ve got a great figure and I look good, too!” “Hello, beauties! Looks like nothing’s bothering you and you’re in a good mood, admiring the beauty of flowers,” Fane teased as he walked over to the three of them, a gentle and warm smile on his face. When Fane appeared in front of them, Sharon—whose brain was seized by worries an

Yvonne was at loss for words. She sauntered behind Sharon and landed a soundly slap on her back, then walked away as though nothing happened. “Ah!” A dull ache settled into Sharon’s back, causing her to yell out loud. Her eyes widened into spheres as large as saucers. “Yvonne Drake, what are you doing!” A heartless smile plastered Yvonne’s face as she wheeled her head around. “Didn’t you just say you wanted to be spanked? Just pretend that slap was from Fane.” Sharon was dumbfounded. She did not know whether to cry or to laugh. She huffed angrily, “How—how can that be the same?” If the slap was truly from Fane, it might have implied that Fane had some interest in her. In that case, even if she were to be spanked black and blue, her heart would be bursting with joy. However, she had to be realistic. Fane, this idiot, had never given her a chance. She had no idea what to do next. “Let’s move. It’s the first time Fane’s treating you to lunch, so chop chop!” Sharon’s affection

Once the thug who had his eyes fixated on Tanya finished his speech, he stretched forth his hand again, trying to stroke her cheek. “F*ck off!” Tanya slapped his hand away, with a look full of disgust plastered on her face. This was the piercing voice that Fane heard a while ago. He entered the restaurant, his face icy-cold. “Heh! You’re some hot-tempered chick, aren’t you? How dare you hit me! Do you know how much you need to compensate for slapping my hand? I was going to ask nicely if you’d agree to hang out with us, but since you hit me, you have no choice but to come with us today. Oh well. Of course, you can choose between hanging out with us or paying me one million bucks for the medical expenses!” The man sneered. Since Tanya had hit his hand, he decided to threaten her. “One million bucks is like a peanut to me, it means nothing! But for some jerk like you, dream on!” Tanya shot up from her seat and leaped forward slightly, trying to push the thug away. “F*cking