Chapter 1333
Chapter 1333: Bring a Rope Over (1)_1
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"Are you up?"
The rich, magnetic voice, mixed with a low laugh, scattered in the tearing sea breeze.
Flossie Wright’s eyelid suddenly twitched.
Just her luck!
"What a coincidence."
She wrung out the seawater from her sleeve, raised her eyebrows, and looked straight ahead.
Glenn Hutchinson stood on the rocky chaos.
Blatantly waiting for her.
𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
"Quite a coincidence," Glenn Hutchinson responded.
Who would have thought that Flossie would choose this island?
Perhaps for Flossie, it was just a spur-of-the-moment idea.
Having said that, he walked down from the rocks.
The moon hid behind the clouds, and as he approached, the faint light enveloping him slowly faded, plunging his figure into a hazy darkness.
Flossie’s vision darkened suddenly.
Narrowing her eyes, Flossie focused on him, vaguely making out the deeply carved contours of his face, beneath his swordlike eyebrows were a pair of profound and inscrutable dark eyes. That casual glance seemed to sweep over like a knife, pressing down heavily.
As he got closer, Flossie’s guard went up even more.
"This island..."
Flossie murmured lowly, already having an inkling of understanding.
"It’s no use to you." Guessing her question, Glenn Hutchinson honestly replied.
It had already been occupied by the Blue Army, and there was nothing Flossie could do even if she made it to the island.
Unless she managed to wipe out all the Blue Army forces on the island.
However, with her current ability, there wasn’t much likelihood.
Flossie stepped back to the edge of the broken wall and replied indifferently.
Seeing her move, Glenn Hutchinson’s brows tightened.
"Planning to run?"
Maintaining his pace, Glenn Hutchinson frowned at Flossie. His voice, carried by the sea breeze, resounded forcefully in her ears.
"Oh?" Flossie raised her eyebrows and lifted her fists, laughing lightly at him, "What, looking to have a fight?"
"Wanna try?" Glenn Hutchinson laughed as well, making a proposal, "If you win, we’ll retreat."
With a smile, Flossie agreed decisively.
Let’s try then!
Just as well, she hadn’t had a fight since the exercise began.
As soon as the words were spoken.
Flossie’s right hand clenched into a fist. She stepped forward and swung rapidly towards Glenn Hutchinson’s cheek!
Smiling at her approach, Glenn Hutchinson slightly turned his head to evade Flossie’s attack; but as her gaze hardened, her fist took a sharp turn towards the direction Glenn had shifted!
The cold wind swept through chillingly, showing no mercy.
Glenn Hutchinson had no choice but to step back, avoiding her ruthless move.
If he had taken it head-on, his jaw might have dislocated.
Glenn was still uncertain about Flossie’s current strength.
And Flossie, evading so easily without a hint of surprise or pause, threw another punch towards Glenn.
This time, Glenn didn’t dodge; he seemed quite interested in sparring with her.
He gauged his strength, keeping it on the same level as Flossie’s, and relied purely on technique to compare.
It wasn’t just about dodging anymore.
While he was holding back Flossie, he started to take the offensive as well, increasing Flossie’s burden by quite a bit.
And when Dallion Collins and Jude Marsh arrived behind the bushes, this was the scene they witnessed.
"The Captain is not doing well—if it were me, I’d surrender immediately," Dallion leaned against a tree, toying with a military knife, while surreptitiously peeking and casually commenting.
— End of Chapter 1333 —