Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 1646

Seeing this, Harold immediately had the bouncers at the door block Adler's way.

But those bouncers were no match for Adler, who knocked them to the ground in just a few moves.

Watching Adler's retreating back, Harold stood frozen in place, stunned.

So... when exactly had he become so formidable?

Adler quickly left the hospital. Harold's men at the door tried to stop Adler, but they didn't anticipate his unrelenting speed. With a casual punch, the man coming face-to-face with him fell to the ground.

Ten men at the door, and not one could stand up to Adler.

In less than thirty seconds, Adler got into his car and sped off towards the valley.

Driving, Adler's mind was flooded with memories of his childhood.

"Lift your leg! Clench your fist! Hit me!"

Lennon's stern voice kept piercing his ears.

Faced with the punching bag, Jenna always gave it her all, striving to do her best.

His gaze would always follow Jenna, while he himself half-heartedly lifted his leg, having no real desire to learn these so-called self-defense techniques.

"Adler! You again, lad?"

Lennon raised his cane and struck his arm, angrily saying, "If you don't want to learn properly, then get out of here!"

Back then, he had no interest in learning, nor did he care for it. In fact, he had already mastered these skills.

Though only eight, his exceptional physical abilities had landed him in a special training class for two months.

In those two months, his outstanding talent made him unbeatable in the junior division.

He had always thought fighting was a boring and time-wasting affair.