Chapter 1811

Her eyes reddened slightly. She thought Nash was being treated a little unfairly since her cousin had told her there was no need to worry about Nash. Nash treated her so well, yet she did not seem to care whether he lived or died. Was she really going to let go of such a great man just like that? Nash was already outside the villa, leaving only his bold shadow. Yvonne grabbed James’ large hand and lowered her eyes as she choked, “Uncle James, Nash is going to die!” James simply smiled sadly. “There’s nothing I can do either.” … Outside the villa, Nalarov looked at Nash arrogantly and said, “Kid, there's a price to pay for arrogance. I hope you’ve got what it takes to back that mouth of yours.” His eyes turned cold as he rushed toward Nash, his hands curled into fists. With the wind beneath his feet and the sound of his fist whistling through the air, true energy surged around him. It created a faint but deep sonic boom. In the blink of an eye, his fist came crashing down. Hands