Their Mistake, Her Rise - Chapter 501: Chapter 501
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Zoe glanced at Aileen and, sure enough, caught her sneering. 'Looks like she's planning to target Shawn this time,' Zoe thought.
Suddenly, Zoe wrapped her arms around Shawn's neck and planted a passionate kiss on his lips.
After the kiss ended, she snatched the emcee's microphone and, with a mischievous grin, boldly declared to Shawn, "Shawn, give it your all. Win this for me, and I'll keep you in bed for days."
As Zoe's bold declaration rang out, the audience erupted in a collective gasp.
"Whoa."
"Oh my god."
It was the first time they'd ever seen a woman so unbelievably bold, publicly making a sex promise to a man. She was truly fearless.
Many of the men started having lewd thoughts about Zoe. Meanwhile, the women looked at her with genuine admiration.
They wished they could be as commanding and daring as Zoe, but they simply couldn't do it or have her luck in landing a man like Shawn. 'What a shame,' they thought mockingly.
Aileen smashed another wine glass in fury. If she weren't barely clinging to her last shred of sanity, she'd probably be vomiting blood by now.
Meanwhile, Sophia wasn't faring any better. She cursed Zoe in her mind over and over again. Zoe's bold declaration nearly made the two women infatuated with Shawn spit blood in fury—a true masterstroke.
On one hand, Zoe was provoking her love rivals; on the other, she needed to insert acupuncture needles into Shawn's pressure points.
Since their opponents planned to use poisonous fumes against him, she used the needles to temporarily block his sense of smell.
That way, no matter how potent the fumes were, they couldn't harm Shawn.
Shawn noticed what Zoe was doing, and with absolute trust in her, he strode straight into the ring without a single question.
The crowd burst into jeers and laughter.
"Mr. Ludwig, are you really going to let a woman keep you in bed all day?"
"She is so hot. If you can't handle her, just let me have a go."
"Hey, I wouldn't mind helping you out too."
These guys were clearly trying to get fresh with Zoe.
Shawn thought angrily, 'If it weren't for the upcoming match, I'd go over there right now and teach those bastards how to respect women.'
"Shawn? Your reputation precedes you. But after today, that title won't be yours to keep. Is that so? Well, I'm afraid you're in for a disappointment."
Shawn was still waiting for Zoe to make good on her promise.
Seeing Shawn ignore his taunt, the mysterious man grew furious on the spot. He snarled, "Fine. You want to die? I'll gladly oblige."
With a furious roar, the mysterious man lunged straight at Shawn.
Zoe stood by the ringside, arms crossed. From her vantage point, she sized up the mysterious fighter.
His footwork was solid as a rock, and his punches were explosive. 'He's decent. I'll give him that,' Zoe mused, 'but against Shawn? He doesn't stand a chance.'
Of course, Shawn was analyzing his opponent too, and he'd already pinpointed the vulnerability: under the arm.
As his opponent was too busy attacking to guard his weak spot, Shawn sidestepped and sprang up, bringing his fist down in a lightning-fast strike.
By the time the mysterious man realized Shawn had vanished and tried to defend himself, it was already too late.
A bullet slammed into the car. Shawn took advantage of his opponent's exposed side and landed a solid punch right under his arm.
The searing pain, combined with the explosive force of Shawn's blow, sent the mysterious man flying like a kite with its string cut.
He didn't even have time to launch a second move before he was hurled dozens of feet, crashing straight into the stands.
The crowd scrambled in terror. But one unlucky spectator was struck by the mysterious man, suffering several broken ribs on the spot.
Suddenly, Zoe wrapped her arms around Shawn's neck and planted a passionate kiss on his lips.
After the kiss ended, she snatched the emcee's microphone and, with a mischievous grin, boldly declared to Shawn, "Shawn, give it your all. Win this for me, and I'll keep you in bed for days."
As Zoe's bold declaration rang out, the audience erupted in a collective gasp.
"Whoa."
"Oh my god."
It was the first time they'd ever seen a woman so unbelievably bold, publicly making a sex promise to a man. She was truly fearless.
Many of the men started having lewd thoughts about Zoe. Meanwhile, the women looked at her with genuine admiration.
They wished they could be as commanding and daring as Zoe, but they simply couldn't do it or have her luck in landing a man like Shawn. 'What a shame,' they thought mockingly.
Aileen smashed another wine glass in fury. If she weren't barely clinging to her last shred of sanity, she'd probably be vomiting blood by now.
Meanwhile, Sophia wasn't faring any better. She cursed Zoe in her mind over and over again. Zoe's bold declaration nearly made the two women infatuated with Shawn spit blood in fury—a true masterstroke.
On one hand, Zoe was provoking her love rivals; on the other, she needed to insert acupuncture needles into Shawn's pressure points.
Since their opponents planned to use poisonous fumes against him, she used the needles to temporarily block his sense of smell.
That way, no matter how potent the fumes were, they couldn't harm Shawn.
Shawn noticed what Zoe was doing, and with absolute trust in her, he strode straight into the ring without a single question.
The crowd burst into jeers and laughter.
"Mr. Ludwig, are you really going to let a woman keep you in bed all day?"
"She is so hot. If you can't handle her, just let me have a go."
"Hey, I wouldn't mind helping you out too."
These guys were clearly trying to get fresh with Zoe.
Shawn thought angrily, 'If it weren't for the upcoming match, I'd go over there right now and teach those bastards how to respect women.'
"Shawn? Your reputation precedes you. But after today, that title won't be yours to keep. Is that so? Well, I'm afraid you're in for a disappointment."
Shawn was still waiting for Zoe to make good on her promise.
Seeing Shawn ignore his taunt, the mysterious man grew furious on the spot. He snarled, "Fine. You want to die? I'll gladly oblige."
With a furious roar, the mysterious man lunged straight at Shawn.
Zoe stood by the ringside, arms crossed. From her vantage point, she sized up the mysterious fighter.
His footwork was solid as a rock, and his punches were explosive. 'He's decent. I'll give him that,' Zoe mused, 'but against Shawn? He doesn't stand a chance.'
Of course, Shawn was analyzing his opponent too, and he'd already pinpointed the vulnerability: under the arm.
As his opponent was too busy attacking to guard his weak spot, Shawn sidestepped and sprang up, bringing his fist down in a lightning-fast strike.
By the time the mysterious man realized Shawn had vanished and tried to defend himself, it was already too late.
A bullet slammed into the car. Shawn took advantage of his opponent's exposed side and landed a solid punch right under his arm.
The searing pain, combined with the explosive force of Shawn's blow, sent the mysterious man flying like a kite with its string cut.
He didn't even have time to launch a second move before he was hurled dozens of feet, crashing straight into the stands.
The crowd scrambled in terror. But one unlucky spectator was struck by the mysterious man, suffering several broken ribs on the spot.
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