After divorce I am a billionaire

Half an hour later, Spencer and Anthony went to the small basketball court behind the lab.

A professional lawyer was already in place, and the power of money allowed him to quickly draw up two life-and-death contracts.

No matter life or death, if one party died, the other party had no criminal responsibility.

Accompanied by the lawyer throughout, Anthony and Chad signed their names and fingerprinted two contracts respectively.

Molly thoughtfully brought out two small stools, one for her brother and one for herself. She also prepared two packets of toffee, a box of strawberries, and a plate of cut honeydew melons...

"Well, con Spencer. | can't take it." Spencer glanced at her, and saw that on the stools she was holding, the food was piling up to catch up with her small size. And he felt a little disgusted.

"What a foodie. Can your little belly hold so much food?" Molly giggled, "This isn't something | eat alone. It's also for you. After Chad and Anthony fight, they will definitely be thirsty, and they will eat it too." She was thoughtful and everyone had a share.

"Girls are troublesome." Spencer grumbled as he walked over arrogantly, took off the food on her stool, and lightened the weight.

"You're the best. | know you're just harsh verbally.” Spencer snorted and looked cold, but his little brows were raised upwards. He was a little proud of his sister's praise.

Anthony stared at the lawyer as he sorted out the two documents, and walked over to help Molly hold a small stool to the outermost wall of the basketball court.

He squatted down, stroked Molly's soft face, and said worriedly, "The fight betweenand Chad may be a little bloody. You will probably feel uncomfortable when you see it. | will let Jimmy bring you go to the business district to watch a movie?" Last twhen Molly saw him split the durian with his hand, Molly was uncomfortable seeing his hand bleeding for a while, and this tit might be even worse.

"No, I will cheer up for you. I'm not afraid.” "Be obedient.” Spencer said, "It's best to get her away, or she'll make a mess in a while." Molly shook her head firmly, refusing to leave.

Anthony had no choice but to give up, "Then if you don't feel well, don't look at us, okay?" "I know. When did you be so nagging?" Anthony didn't explain any more, took Molly to the small stool, and helped her tore open the wrapping paper of toffee and fed it to her mouth.

After doing all this, he got up and walked back towards Chad.

The basketball court was not big, but more than enough for fights.

There were only two spectators, Molly and Spencer.

The lawyer acted as a referee, watched by the wall, and monitored the fairness of the bet.

Chad and Anthony stood opposite each other, three meters apart.

Before the start, Chad raised his eyebrows and said, "Anthony, do you want to lose or win?" Anthony glanced at Spencer who was eating honeydew melon by the wall, "Of course | want to win." Chad laughed, "It depends on how much you have. | also want to win. After all, | don't want to wear women's clothes, and | don't want to clean the toilet." "So you used to be the head of the Security Agency, but you haven't trained for several years now, so your skills are probably not as good as before?" "In this way, | will let you make three moves first. You make the first move.” Chad's hands were behind his back. He was smiling wildly, which looked defiant and confident.

Anthony shook his head and refused, "If | want to win, | have to win in an upright manner. | don't need you to give ground.” "Then | won't be soft-hearted." After Chad finished speaking, he launched an attack directly. Anthony dodged sideways, and quickly fought back.

They fought very well.

Molly watched intently and bit the strawberry, "Wow, it's so eye-catching that two handslong-legged guys fight. It looks good." Spencer snorted disdainfully, "I guess you won't think so in a while. Don't cry then.” Molly didn't understand what he was saying, and continued to watch Anthony and Chad fight.

Punching to the flesh, every blow had no mercy.

Molly was so absorbed that she sometimes even forgot to eat strawberries.

It seemed that the strength of the two people seemed to be evenly matched? Molly immediately flattered, "Wow! Anthony hasn't worked out for so long, and he's still tied with Chad. Anthony is awesome!" Anthony heard it, and was stunned for a moment, but was hit in the face by the fist pushed by Chad.

His cheek quickly turned blue and painted.

Molly immediately covered her mouth, feeling distressed and apologetic, "I'm sorry. | won't speak up..." Anthony didn't blher and continued to fight with Chad.

In fact, at the beginning of the fight, both of them pulled back their strength and tested each other's strength first.

Twenty strokes later, Anthony remembered what Spencer had told him alone in the ward.

He was going to win.

But he can't win too easily. He had to get hurt and see the blood, so Spencer will be satisfied.

Thinking of this, Anthony restrained two points of strength, only defending and not attacking.

Chad just added a little more force and punched him. Anthony ducked for half a beat slower before getting another slap in the face.

The blood was drowning in the corners of his mouth. Anthony fell back several steps before he could stand up.

Chad stopped his hand and stared at him seriously, "Anthony, do you look down on me? Just now, you can hide. If you dare to lose toon purpose, | will beat you first." Anthony raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled casually, "No, | haven't fought for a long time.

I'm a little weak. I'm not as good as you." Chad hummed, "Admit defeat?" "That's not true. Unless | am carried out sideways today, | will never admit defeat. Continue!" The bet was not over yet, and the two fought again.

This time, Anthony got hit by Chad for every two moves.

Occasionally, his arm was hit. Occasionally, his knee was kicked. More and more places on his body had injuries, and he had to save his physical strength to win the bet.

Chad didn't show mercy, but he didn't use all his strength.

Molly watched more and more nervously. Her little heart was thumping and she weakly tugged at her brother's little sleeve.

"Spencer, who do you think will win?" Spencer blinked his black eyes, sat upright, and smiled, "Of course Uncle Chad." Molly frowned, looking at the fight between Anthony and Chad.

Anthony was injured, and the corners of his mouth was bleeding... She didn't want Anthony to lose, but she wanted to see him wear a small skirt.

After ten minutes of fighting, Anthony fell to the ground three times with multiple injuries.

Chad was unscathed. Nothing happened to him, and the situation was clear.

The two were pulled apart again. Chad was sweaty and casually lifted the cuffs of his shirt, "Anthony, admit defeat. You can't win against me. | don't want to beat you into a pig today and take you out on a stretcher.” Anthony faltered two steps backwards, and he was a little unsteady. And his whole body was in pain.

He was beaten like this. Spencer should be relieved, so it was tto find a way to end it.

"Then carryout. As long as | can stand up, | will never admit defeat today.” He stared hard and attacked Chad again, this twith all his strength.

Chad was stunned for a moment. As if he didn't react, he was suddenly beaten back, and the corner of his mouth was also punched, turning blue.

The bet was still in suspense.