Chapter 163. Protect It

Fergus struggled to his feet and got back on his feet. He seemed to feel no pain. Even though his stomach and arms continued to bleed from Angela's shot. Regan thought Fergus wasn't feeling well right now.

"Where are those stupid minions?" Fergus grumbled in annoyance as he winced and tried to catch his breath.

"You've lost, Fergus. Your men have been taken care of," Regan shouted.

Fergus glanced scornfully at Regan. "So you also brought troops."

"Just give it up," Regan called out.

"Do not expect! So far, I've always escaped; this time, even I can escape again! Especially when it comes to a brat like you!" Fergus brandished his crowbar and prepared to punch Regan.

Brak

Regan managed to dodge until Fergus' punch hit the box around them. Angela looked at the two of them with a look of horror as well as worry. Regan and Fergus exchanged fists, and Fergus's position was already badly beaten.

Regan threw Fergus' body to the ground