A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Bryson and John both stood in the center of the circle.

John was a fierce general under the command of Reed. He was very strong in the entire camp and his

martial arts could be ranked in the top three.

In everyone's eyes, Bryson was just a newcomer. How could his strength be compared to that of John?

The soldiers who were cheering for their teammates in other places also joined in the fun and rushed

over to watch.

Those people did not think Bryson could win.

Even the soldiers of the third company beside Audrey thought so.

"John is the strongest person under Commander Reed. Bryson is probably not a match for John."

"I think so too. Bryson is going to lose if he meets John."

"In the past, no one could beat John. After this year of training, John's strength must have increased

greatly."

"Bryson had defeated John before. Perhaps ... he can win."

"It was all a coincidence before. Don't forget, Bryson still lost the shooting."

Listening to the discussions of those soldiers, Audrey looked at Bryson who was in the middle of the

field with some worry.

Bryson was a businessman. In Audrey's impression, his hand was particularly strong. As long as he

held her wrist, she could not break free. She had always thought that Bryson was a very powerful

person.

On second thought, since she met Bryson, she had never seen him fight.

Perhaps ... he only had strength in his hands and couldn't fight.

Because of what those soldiers said, Audrey had no confidence.

She really wanted to rush out now and fight in Bryson's place, but if she rushed out now to replace

Bryson, Bryson would probably lose face.

In her dilemma, she could only stand still and look at Bryson worriedly.

When John and Bryson stood face to face, John looked at Bryson with disdain and ridicule.

Bryson had fair skin and a slim figure. He seemed like a pretty boy who did not usually come out to

bask in the sun. John did not care about him at all. However, this man had humiliated him like that

before. He had to get back at him.

John smiled at Bryson, arrogantly raising his chin.

"Bryson, I'm afraid that others will say that I bullied a newcomer like you and it will be unfair, so..." John

placed his left hand behind his body. "I'll only use one hand!"

As soon as John finished speaking, the people present started to discuss again.

"John actually said that he will only use one hand. This is too arrogant!"

"Yes. However, he has the ability. You should know that he is the strongest person in the second

company."

Reed smiled as he walked to Mason's side and placed his arm on Mason's shoulder like he had done

before.

"Our John will only use one hand. He really gave you enough face."

Mason pushed Reed's arm away with a gloomy face.

Then, he looked at the arena with a worried expression.

He also knew the strength of John. If John really only uses one hand, Bryson might still have a chance

of winning, but it would be too unfair.

If he didn't win and something happened to Bryson, George would definitely call his mother and let his

mother blame him.

Audrey narrowed her eyes.

John was indeed arrogant. He was looking down on Bryson and didn't take him seriously.

If he won Bryson with just one hand, John would be even more popular, and Bryson would be more

humiliated.

She really wanted to rush up and kick off John's head.

When everyone looked at Bryson, there was a hint of ridicule in their eyes.

Bryson sneered as he coldly said, "I don't need it!"

In everyone's eyes, Bryson said he didn't need it just because he was afraid that it would be too

embarrassing later. So he had to refuse John.

Audrey was the only one who saw Bryson's cold smile when he said this.

Audrey shivered when she saw Bryson's expression.

This was the precursor to Bryson's anger.

John smiled contemptuously and took his hand back.

"You really don't need it? This is your last chance. If you don't want to, you won't have another chance."

"No need!" Bryson was still indifferent.

John lightly clenched his hands. The joints of his hands sounded, which caused the surrounding people

to tremble in fear. John was about to begin his attack.

John moved his arms and legs, and took the posture of an attack.

On the contrary, Bryson, who was standing opposite him, was still standing there with a cold face.

It was the indifference on Bryson's face that made John angrier.

He attacked Bryson quickly.

John's fist smashed toward Bryson's nose. He was about to hit Bryson when Bryson still stood in his

original position, not moving in the slightest, causing everyone present to become nervous. They were

even afraid that the next second, Bryson would be knocked out of the circle by John.

However, before John's fist landed on Bryson's face, Bryson suddenly moved. John's fist swept across

the side of Bryson's face.

There was a trace of surprise on John's face.

How could this be? He was too fast. How could he avoid his attack?

He attacked Bryson once again in disbelief.

Bryson placed his hands behind his back and easily dodged the attack of John once again.

John felt a little anxious after several consecutive punches.

Bryson had been avoiding him all this time, and moreover, he kept his hands behind his back and

avoided his attack. This was a deep contempt for him.

He was furious.

John had no choice but to use all his strength to attack Bryson, intending to attack Bryson with extreme

speed.

Five minutes later, John still did not touch Bryson's clothes.

The audience next to him saw this scene and discussed it.

"Did you guys notice that Bryson seems to have been playing with John all this time?"

"I think his strength is too weak and he didn't dare to fight against John directly. That is why he kept

dodging."

"Oh, I think that is also possible."

John, who had been fooled by Bryson for five minutes, took the opportunity and increased his strength

to attack Bryson.

Bryson did not dodge this time. Instead, he slowly stretched out a leg and kicked John's abdomen.

John was like a kite with a broken string, flying away and falling out of the circle.