Chapter 555 Forced To Play Hero

• In a lot of people’s eyes, Dominic was a slab of fat—greasy, dripping, ripe for carving.
• In this elite fighter’s eyes, Dominic wasn’t just fat—he was already on the cutting board. He felt contempt, sure, but when he moved, he went all out. He wanted to kill Dominic alone and take the credit.
• He stared at Dominic with a flicker of pity that turned cruel. “Dominic, you’ve got no one to blame for your death but yourself. You’re too full of yourself—showing up alone like this!”