Chapter 34
Author: Mel Hope
last update2025-06-26 10:35:13
That afternoon, the news spread across social media like wildfire that Tiger had been beaten senseless by a complete nobody.

Grainy video clips began circulating online, capturing shaky glimpses of the fight where Tiger crashed to the ground, clutching his ribs, bloodied and left gasping on the pavement.

It was unthinkable.

Everyone knew Tiger was trained by the infamous enforcer, Felix Rodgers—one of the city's most feared martial arts masters and a man known for silencing his enemies with his fists.

For years, no one dared challenge him.

His name alone sent shudders through back alleys, elite circles, and underground fight rings.

And now?

He’d been flattened by a nobody.

No one could believe it.

The streets buzzed with disbelief.

It was absurd and humiliating. Even… hilarious.

The reactions were immediate.

Some people erupted with laughter and pride.

“About time someone shut that demon up!” someone said.

“That man had it coming!”

There was something satisfying, e
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