I Love You, Miss Genius

Chapter 79

Floyd yelled.

Shit! Even he would have trouble surviving so many opponents. Tim might end up dead. He seemed to be having trouble shaking off the strong hitmen who surrounded him.

Jim’s eyes contracted and his fighting spirit grew. He seized one out of the three hitmen in front of him and tossed him at the two others. Another hitman snuck behind him and threw a punch to the back of his head.

Reacting swiftly, he bent over, and the hitman’s fist brushed past him. Next, he took a step back with his right foot, gathering momentum, and hurled his fist at his opponent!

It landed right in his opponent’s face, knocking him unconscious and throwing him to the ground. Was that the Soaring Cannon?!

Floyd’s eyes widened as he watched that incredible moment. That was Master Jim’s signature move!

Jim was completely fired up. Cracking his neck and twisting his arms, he wagged a finger at the rest of the hitmen, taunting them.

Floyd was dumbfounded. He had watched the International Fighting Competition not long ago. Master Jim’s opponent had insulted Arvandor right before the semi–final. As a proud Arvandorian, Master Jim didn’t stand idly by. Instead, he wagged his finger at his opponent and taunted him as well.

Tim’s current demeanor and battle spirit were a carbon copy of Master Jim’s!

Jim completely overpowered his opponents and made quick work of them while Floyd tried to recover from the shock. His vanquished foes lay still on the ground.

Floyd’s jaw was still agape as he stared at Jim incredulously.

Jim was having a good time. It had been a long time since he had such an exhilarating fight. He turned to see Floyd’s shocked expression and cursed internally.

He had let his battle lust take over and forgot to keep his fighting skills in check. Had he made Floyd suspicious?

“What’s wrong, Floyd?” He asked as he walked over.

Floyd finally recovered from his shock and asked, “D–Did you just use the Soaring Cannon?”

So, he recognized it.

Jim smiled gingerly. “Don’t you know I’m a fan of Master Jim? I watched his matches and copied him.”

“That’s his signature move! No one can copy that! Not even I have been able to recreate it faithfully! Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Floyd wasn’t exaggerating. Master Jim was the only one who could use that move to its full destructive power. Other fighters might have been able to imitate it in look, but never in essence.

“It’s not that hard, actually. Maybe I just have a knack for it,” Jim responded lightly.

Floyd thought about what Jim said and figured it was a sound reason.

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Maybe Tim did have a knack for the Soaring Cannon. It still didn’t sound right to him, but he couldn’t. find another reason to explain what he had just seen.

Could Tim really be Master Jim? They didn’t look alike, though! Had Master Jim changed his appearance to disguise himself?

But Master Jim was Ms. Bonita’s personal bodyguard!

Jim watched Floyd’s reaction closely and decided that he believed his story.

“Come on. Let’s go have some kebabs.”

Floyd grunted and followed Jim.

Jim was acting naturally. Maybe he was just reading too much into it.

Bonnie and Ivor’s car stopped at a traffic light. Bonnie turned to look at Ivor.

“There’s a dock right up front. Should we go for a walk?”

Ivor was a little surprised, but responded, “Sure.”

He pulled over and walked on the dock with Bonnie. The breeze blew in the chill from the ocean.

Ivor took off his suit jacket and gave it to Bonnie.

“It’s a little cold. Take this.”