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Seeing Li Xiao standing motionless, Mad Dog Johnny didn't rush over immediately. He kept a distance of two meters, circling around Li Xiao like a hyena figuring out where to bite.

"Connor, since you've agreed, don't go back on your word. If you use your weird skills, everyone here will be watching. You'll be a sore loser."

"Don't worry," Li Xiao said slowly, stepping towards Johnny. "I don't need to hit you."

"Is Connor crazy? He actually wants to have a fair fight with Mad Dog Johnny?! I didn't bet on this!"

"Damn, are they serious?"

The audience was in complete chaos. Connor's first impression on them was his unparalleled explosive power. As for his fighting skills? They weren't optimistic. Bruce stood in the audience with a furrowed brow. Although he hadn't seen Li Xiao's match yesterday, his speed alone was something Johnny couldn't handle.

Bruce felt it was necessary to chime in; since he was there to support Li Xiao, he had to protect Li Xiao's reputation. He cleared his throat and practically shouted his way out.

"What do you know? Connor's just about to walk his dog. Killing him with one punch wouldn't be fun. Don't you want to see Connor's superior fighting skills?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the mad dogs on the field finally started to move.

He lowered his center of gravity, and his left leg kicked out like a spring. In mid-air, his other leg rose high and swept vertically toward Li Xiao's neck. The speed was extremely fast, and in an instant, it was less than a few dozen centimeters away from Li Xiao. Quese subconsciously broke out in a cold sweat. He looked back at Bruce but found that the kid was too calm, as if he did not think that Li Xiao would lose at all.

"Aren't you worried at all?" Quese asked.

"We'll definitely win." Bruce crossed his arms in front of him. "He's much better than you think."

Li Xiao's underground boxing matches were a complete stomp on noobs. He could almost picture Mad Dog Johnny being beaten to the ground, his eyes never leaving Bruce's thoughts.

boom!

Almost no movement was visible, only a black shadow flashed by, and Mad Dog Johnny was sent flying backward, rolling two or three meters on the ground before stopping. He staggered to his feet, his nasal bridge severely crooked, and his nasal cavity was almost visible.

This drew gasps of amazement from the audience.

"Shit, am I seeing things? How come I saw Johnny rush over and then roll back on his own?"

"It wasn't just you; it must be that Connor acted too quickly, exceeding the eye's processing speed."

"The mad dog is done for now. No matter how cocky he is, he'll be a dead dog in front of the locomotive."

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"You're fucking cheating! Didn't you say you wouldn't use it? Connor, you're a faithless scoundrel!"

Mad Dog Johnny covered his nostrils, his voice distorted. His pupils shrank; the speed was too fast, almost in the blink of an eye, he was struck hard.

"If you keep arguing like this, I'll punch you to death."

Hearing Li Xiao's blatant threat, a flicker of fear crossed Mad Dog Johnny's face, but he quickly suppressed it.

"Oh, that scared me to death, buddy!" Johnny grinned and forced a smile, then tore off the bracelet, bit off a meat bead with his teeth, and swallowed it, his expression becoming excited.

Li Xiao felt a little nauseous; this guy was even eating raisins.

When Li Xiao reappeared, he was already to Johnny's left. Looking up at the latter's wide eyes, Li Xiao clenched his fist with a sound like a firecracker and threw a punch without hesitation.

The terrifying punch landed squarely on Johnny's liver. If this liver-bursting punch had landed, Johnny would have been unable to resist on the spot.

Johnny's heart was pounding. He couldn't accept it! This was bad!

As expected of a top-notch street fighter, at the critical moment, Johnny clutched his head and fell straight backward, rolling on the ground and unexpectedly dodging Li Xiao's punch.

Li Xiao raised an eyebrow as his punch missed. This mad dog was much slipperier than he had imagined, even though he hadn't deliberately sped up.

After rolling on the ground, Johnny tumbled twice before scrambling to his feet. He grinned smugly, as if mocking Li Xiao for his limited skills, unaware that his actions just now resembled those of a panicked, drowning dog.

"You dodged pretty fast." Li Xiao flicked his wrist, his tone teasing. "If you rolled a couple more times, you could have wiped the ground clean."

"Locomotive, you think you're the only one capable?" Johnny snorted, then pounced again, his fist whistling as it came down towards Li Xiao's face.

The fist loomed larger and larger before his eyes, but Li Xiao had no intention of dodging. He lowered his head and hunched his neck, taking a heavy step forward at the moment of contact.

boom!

Johnny's fist landed squarely on Li Xiao's hood, making Quese's heart skip a beat. Had he gone mad? Taking someone's punch head-on?

Just then, a sound like a cabbage stalk being snapped rang out on the field. Mad Dog Johnny retreated with a contorted face. His wrist was folded in half, and his entire palm was pressed against the underside of his arm, clearly broken.

He actually punched Connor in the head, breaking his own wrist in the process!

In a private room on the second floor, Sarah sat on a white rhinoceros leather sofa, her eyes fixed on the screen, her body slightly leaning forward. When Mad Dog Johnny threw a punch, she subconsciously gripped the hem of her skirt.

When she saw Li Xiao break the other person's wrist with his forehead without moving an inch, a tiny dimple appeared on her lips, and her deep blue pupils reflected the light from the screen, revealing a hint of excitement.

"Miss Li Xiao's strength is indeed terrifying. Johnny's punch must have weighed over 200 pounds," the butler behind her began analyzing the data. "His platysma muscles should be quite developed, but the back of his neck doesn't bulge at all, which is very unusual."

"I know," Sarah interrupted him, raising her hand without looking away from the screen. "What about his information?"

"Miss, this is the whole story of what has happened to him these past few days." The butler took out several parchment sheets from the file folder. "According to information provided by Seattle Airport, Connor's real name is Li Xiao. He arrived in Seattle by plane eight days ago to study and is currently staying at his cousin's house, which is roughly located near Pike Place Market."

Sarah listened while tapping her knuckles on the armrest. After the butler finished reading, she held out her hand. "Where are the photos?"

The butler respectfully handed over a color photograph from the file folder. Sarah took the photo and examined it closely. It was a photo taken in the Seattle airport waiting hall. Li Xiao was pulling a suitcase, his sharply defined profile facing the camera. His jawline was sharp, his eyes were large and deep, full of the excellent features of a mixed-race person, and his nose was high and straight like a sculpture. Although the surrounding light was blurry, his face was bright and radiant.

Sarah felt her heart beat several times faster, and the fingertips that touched Li Xiao's chin were slightly hot, but she was very steady when she placed the photo on the table, and her ethereal face did not even show a trace of expression.

"Remember to keep a close watch and prevent the newcomers from spreading misinformation. Just follow Li Xiao's own ideas."

"Yes," the butler replied tactfully, taking a half-step back. He sighed inwardly, thinking how much the young lady favored this mixed-race boy.