[39] I can now go to college
Author: De_law17
last update2025-07-27 14:52:37

In addition to his temporary rewards, the system gave Jace incredible strength, agility and unpredictable fighting tactics. He wasn't afraid of taking Lincoln's head because the old drug dealers couldn't stand a chance against him.

"I will kill you, Jace," Lincoln said, making the first move. He closed the distance between them and threw the first punch, which Jace dodged effortlessly.

"You will die a painful death."

"I sure hope so," Jace scoffed, retaliating with an upper cut that Lincoln never saw coming. He staggered backwards, grabbing his jaw where Jace's punch had landed.

The impact from the punch coursed through his nerves, with unimaginable pain.

"Why did you involve Tess in this? Why did you send her to Sector 9?"

Jace inquired. This time, he dashed toward Lincoln, pushing him to the ground and delivering numerous punches to his face. Lincoln tried to protect his face with his hand and eventually pushed Jace off him. He stood up immediately, before wiping the blood of
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