Chapter 430 - Boxing Expert

Lena, who had been extremely enraged, was amused by Lucas's words.

"Hey, isn't that so? Maybe you can persuade my dad to change his mind," Lena suggested.

"Yes, I'll talk to your father about this when I have the chance." Lucas nodded, appearing to be serious about it.

The two conversing while ignoring everyone else immediately angered Tristan.

The others around them were also surprised to hear their conversation.

Does this young man personally know Lena's father, Ethan Sawyer, the richest man in Orange County? And he even has the ability to influence Ethan Sawyer?

Who exactly is this young man?

After being rendered speechless by Lucas's words, Tristan was so furious that he was about to lose his mind. Elijah hurriedly pulled him back and reminded, "Tristan, don't waste your breath on someone like him. It's more important to get down to business!"

Only then did Tristan snap out of his rage and try his best to suppress the anger surging up his chest. He roared furiously, "Hmph, you're the one who said we can compete in anything. If you lose later, don't accuse me of bullying you!"

He pointed to a young man beside him who was about 27 years old and wearing a helmet. "This is a good friend of mine, Ronan. You'll race against him later. If Ronan loses, I will never pester Lena again. But if you lose, you have to scram and stay far away from Lena from now on. You're not allowed to appear in front of her ever again!"

It sounded like a fair competition.

However…

Lena pointed at Ronan and said anxiously, "Lucas, you can't agree to this! Ronan is a professional race car driver and has won many awards, both nationally and abroad. This isn't a fair competition at all!"

Tristan smiled smugly. "Lena, we agreed just now that we'd each find a friend to come here and compete with each other, but no one said that I can't get a friend who's a pro! If you're scared, you can just concede defeat now!"

"You… If you continue being so shameless, I won't continue the bet with you!" Boiling with fury, Lena pulled Lucas away to leave.

"Hold it!" One of the brawny men suddenly stepped forward and blocked Lucas. "Punk, did I give you permission to leave?"

He clenched his hard and solid fists, raised them in front of Lucas, and waved them threateningly.

The other three burly men also walked over to show their prowess.

Lucas chuckled. "Tristan Parker, are you trying to keep me here with these good-for-nothings that only look intimidating?"

"You weakling, how dare you belittle me?!"

Hearing Lucas's contempt, the burly man in front swung his fist at Lucas's face before Tristan even gave any orders.

The others seemed to be gloating too.

The burly man wasn't an ordinary person but an ever-victorious king of underground boxing in LA, Max.

There were many rules in regular boxing matches, many of which clearly and strictly prohibited malicious harm against your opponents. So many thrill-seeking scions turned their attention to underground boxing.

During underground boxing matches, boxers would brutally go toe-to-toe against each other, and there would be no consequences or punishments for those who ended up killing their opponents in the ring. In fact, deaths during matches would even garner boisterous cheers and large prizes.

Max, the burly man in front of Lucas, was a well-decorated underground boxer who had made impressive achievements. More than ten boxers had died from his punches.

Yet this inviolable underground boxing champion was mocked by Lucas for being a good-for-nothing that only looked the part. He was naturally furious.

The punch he threw was extremely ferocious. It was sharp and full of aggression as it darted straight at Lucas!

But Lucas remained standing in place without dodging or avoiding it at all.

"Damn it. This braggart actually isn't dodging or moving an inch. Is he scared silly?"

"I bet he just can't dodge in time! Max is such a daunting boxer, and his punch is so sharp and fast. This fool probably hasn't come back to his senses yet!"

"Haha, I reckon this punk is going to get killed by Max's punch!"

"Hmph, he deserves it! He only has himself to blame for being so arrogant. Not only did he have the guts to snatch Tristan's girlfriend, but he even spoke to Max like that. Of course he has to die."

...

The people around were gloating and discussing fervently, all eager to see the tragic sight of Lucas's head being crushed on the spot by Max's fist.

Tristan also showed cruel anticipation on his face.

Looks like the main course I've arranged won't be of use.

Lucas Gray will probably be killed by Max soon!

Max's eyes were full of a bloodthirsty murderous intent.

Soon, there would be one more person dead under his fists!

Seeing this fist about to land on his face and shatter his bones, Lucas suddenly moved!

He ducked, and Max's fist missed him by a mere millimeter. At the same time, he stretched out his leg and fiercely kicked Max's chest.

Bang!

Max's muscular body, which weighed more than 100 kilograms, was immediately sent flying away more than 20 meters and collided into the front of a Land Rover, forming a huge dent in it. His body then slowly slid down to the ground.

Max was now like a puddle of mud as he slumped down onto the ground, completely unconscious.

This scene made everyone dumbfounded!

The favorite pastime of these scions was watching the underground boxing matches in LA to kill their boredom, and Max was their favorite boxer.

They liked Max because he was strong, domineering, and menacing. Most of the time, he would let them relish in the thrill of seeing bloodshed.

Countless top boxers had died at his hands.

But a powerful man like him actually couldn't withstand a single kick from Lucas, who looked weak and thin. Without making a sound, he passed out.

Was this young man human at all? It was beyond their imagination for someone to actually manage to kick someone so far!

Tristan and Elijah both widened their eyes in astonishment, unable to believe what just happened before them.

Back when Tristan first saw Lucas at The Loft, he already knew that Lucas was very powerful, and even his bodyguards were no match for him.

But he always thought that it was because his bodyguards were just too weak. So as soon as he returned to the Parker residence, he sacked both of them and replaced them with two new bodyguards he thought were more intimidating and competent.

In order to be safe, he had even specially invited the underground boxing king Max to help. But he never thought that Max would falter under Lucas's strike too.

It was too much of a blow to take!

Lucas smiled.. "That's why I said they're a bunch of good-for-nothings who only look intimidating. What do you think now?"