Chapter 534

Xyle’s words scared Michael to death, the fat on his cheeks trembled like jelly. Xyle’s surname was quite similar to Michael’s—Xyler Walker and Michael Wilson—sharing the same initial ‘W’. Yet, not only did this God of War not help him, he even considered beating him up? Michael thought to himself. Right now, he was not thinking straight at all. He was thinking hard, trying to come up with ways to get himself out of being killed in three strikes. He was a God of War. If he used his full strength, he would not even need three strikes—just the one. “Hurry up, Ivan. Beat me. What are you waiting for!” Michael yelled, feeling as though he was being suffocated. He had no choice but to clench his teeth. It would be better for him to be beaten than to die. Besides, Ivan was a young master raised with a silver spoon in his mouth. How strong could he possibly be? Plus, he was a good friend. He probably would not hit him that hard. That was why it was better to let Ivan do the beatin