His Domineering Lover
Chapter 1016

Caesar's bodyguards hadn't seen him fight in a long time. He even looked good when he attacked. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed there was such a perfect man. He was a handsome, smart, death-defying fighter, with a devilish charm.

His impossible perfection always made one feel that he was not a human but a god above all things.

He looked down coldly at everyone until Rose appeared. She added a touch of humanity to him.

Jamar gritted his teeth and looked at Caesar. "So what if you're a great fighter? You're outnumbered! Dudes, kill him! 100 grand for one shot!"

Spurred on by money, Jamar's men turned their guns on Caesar.

Caesar sneered. "Is my life worth so little to you?" He pulled the trigger and shot a man point-blank.

What happened next was like a movie. Caesar moved seamlessly between the men with the guns, unscathed.

But those who wanted to shoot him fell one by one. In a moment, there were people all over the floor.

Jamar was shot in the leg and couldn't move. Only now did he know Mr. Peterson was worthy of his name.

"Mr. Peterson, I can give you money, or anything! Please spare me!"

"It's too late."

Caesar held Jamar's hand down and aimed at him.

"Mr. Peterson, no! Please don't do that!"

Caesar stabbed Jamar in the carotid artery. Joshua trembled with fear at Jamar's screams. The next one should be him.

"Jamar's already paid for what he did, and as for you..." Caesar slowly looked at Joshua.

Joshua knelt and kowtowed again and again. "Mr. Peterson, I'm sorry, I was wrong! Please forgive me! Look, you are Rose's boyfriend, so we are a family..." "A family?" Caesar grabbed him by the collar. "You don't deserve it."

"Take him away."

"Yes."

When Caesar walked out of the room, he saw a group of heavily armed secret service agents.

There were bodies everywhere. A bullet passed by Caesar's foot.

A bodyguard immediately stood in front of him and said, "Mr. Peterson, be careful."

Caesar gently raised his hand, "No need."

A man walked out from the darkness. He was dressed in camouflage and a dazzling mask.

"Caesar, oh, should I call you Mr. Peterson?" The man's mouth curved into a mocking smile. "Jonathan, I've got plans, so I'll leave you to it. Jamar has been knocked down. You can just go in."

"Caesar, as I recall, you've been out of the gang business for quite some time."

Caesar stopped. "Because he bullied the wrong person. I'll see you later."

Jonathan whistled. He hadn't seen that look on Caesar's face in a long time. It seemed that he had already moved on from that woman.

Jamar was really unlucky. Originally, Caesar didn't want to give a sh*t about him. However, thanks to Joshua, Caesar decided to crash Jamar's illegal den.

Joshua had no idea where he was being taken. Though Caesar didn't kill him, he knew that he was gonna end up worse than dead.

Joshua was taken to the underground boxing ring. He used to come here to gamble, but apparently he was not a guest today. "Mr. Peterson, what do you want to do?"

"You'll see."

Caesar ordered the bodyguards. "Tell those boxers they'll get 10,000 bucks for one punch to Joshua White."

"Yes."

They never doubted Caesar's decisions.

Joshua was scared to death. "Mr. Peterson, I'm so sorry. Can you please let me go? I know I was wrong!"

"There's no point in apologizing. You had it coming. Guys, take him inside and get him changed."

"No! Mr. Peterson, spare me, please!"

The boxers here were extremely fierce. Moreover, they could get so much money for one punch. Joshua wished he was dead.

It was better to be shot than be tortured.

Rose hadn't woken up yet. Caesar's frown deepened and he grew more and more agitated.

It was all his fault. He shouldn't have let Rose come to her family alone. If he had been with her, nothing would have happened. There were more and more people in the ring. Caesar sat in the VIP seat.

When the host announced tonight's rules, even the crowd was going wild, not to mention the boxers.

"100 grand for one punch? Am I dreaming?"

"It can't be serious."

"Calm down, everyone. A mysterious boss offered a bonus of one million bucks."

The host stretched out his hand and pointed somewhere. A beam of light shone down, and everyone saw a pile of money.

Jesus! People were even more excited. Did this mysterious boss have some abnormal interests? He paid to watch someone get punched! There were a total of six boxers. One man said, 'TH go first."

"All right."

Joshua was taken to the boxing ring in only his underwear. Some people recognized him.

Joshua stood in the spotlight, like a sheep waiting to be prodded by his six shepherds.

Though the light in the audience was dim, he could immediately feel where Caesar was, because Caesar was looking at him coldly.

The boxer came to him. Joshua ran like crazy to avoid being attacked, but it was useless.

"You, you stay back!"

The boxer punched Joshua in the face mercilessly. Joshua was in so much pain that he couldn't stand up.

When he was feeling dizzy, he got another punch. He didn't have the strength to breathe.

The host recorded excitedly, "One, two, three, four..."

The other boxers were getting impatient because they wanted the money, too.

Caesar made a gesture, and the other boxers came up to the ring together.

Joshua felt he was living in hell.

"I beg you, please let me go!"

No one cared about him. They only wanted money.

Caesar looked at them indifferently. That was the price of being greedy.

Not a single member of the audience sympathized with Joshua. On the contrary, the more exciting the fight, the more excited they became.

Caesar got up and left.

Humans were innately violent, right?

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