Chapter 1889 - 695: With Them in the Restaurant... (Major Chapter, Please Subscribe)_3

Chapter 1889: Chapter 695: With Them in the Restaurant... (Major Chapter, Please Subscribe)_3

Zhang Jingdong stood up directly as he spoke, and Isabella hurriedly grabbed his arm, anxiously saying, "He’s the champion boxer, don’t fight him, it’s too dangerous!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jingdong instantly understood why Isabella was so worried.

With a wild expression, he clasped Isabella’s hand: "If I don’t fight him, you’ll all be in danger... but don’t worry, I’m confident in my victory if I dare to fight him."

He released Isabella’s hand and then approached the opponent.

At this moment, the people who had been paying attention to Zhang Jingdong were instantly intrigued.

As Isabella mentioned, this British guy is indeed a champion boxer, and he’s a rising star in the European boxing scene over the past two years, named Dreya.

His fame is huge, with even people like Isabella and Sophia who don’t follow boxing knowing him, mainly because of two reasons: one, he’s particularly ruthless in the ring, having KO’d three professional boxers in the past six months.

The other reason is his numerous scandals; he loves flirting with married women, including the wife of another famous Italian boxing champion, Craig.

It’s said that once while being intimate with Craig’s wife at home, Craig caught them, and they instantly had a real-life boxing match.

Seeing this, everyone thought Zhang Jingdong was finished, thinking he might not only get beaten but also have his girlfriend taken away by Dreya.

Dreya saw Zhang Jingdong dare to accept the challenge, sneered, with a hint of killing intent in his eyes.

"You really have guts, alright, I’ll reward you and let you feel how heavy Dreya’s fists are!"

"Come on, let’s fight outside!"

Zhang Jingdong shook his head with a smile: "You’re not peak Tyson, so there’s no need."

"Besides, I’m in a hurry, so let’s settle this with one move."

Dreya was instantly angered by the first sentence, so he said harshly, "One move decides victory? What do you mean?"

Zhang Jingdong shrugged: "It’s simple. You make one move to attack me. If you hit me, then you win. If you miss and I subdue you, then I win."

Dreya hesitated for a moment, then thought to himself that he could beat this kid half-dead with one punch, so he nodded: "Alright, let’s do it your way."

"But one thing, we must sign a disclaimer agreement because my punches are too heavy, and I don’t want a manslaughter lawsuit if I accidentally kill you with one hit."

"No problem, I have the same concern, so let’s sign it."

Seeing Zhang Jingdong still being stubborn, Dreya signaled to his assistant.

Not long after, his assistant surprisingly produced two printed disclaimer agreements.

Zhang Jingdong thought this guy must have had many street fights to carry this around, then took the "Disclaimer Agreement" and pen from the assistant.

Isabella, seeing him about to sign, quickly tried to stop him again: "Don’t sign! Let’s leave, it’s too dangerous!"

Zhang Jingdong placed his hand on her fragrant shoulder: "Now that things have reached this point, do you think he’ll let us go without a fight?"

"Also, have some confidence in me, alright? Like competing against Laura in swimming, if I don’t have the skills, I wouldn’t participate, and if I can’t fight, I wouldn’t be here fighting him."

"Trust me, and you can take this chance to see if I was bragging, see if I really know kung fu."

Seeing Zhang Jingdong speak so confidently and his calm demeanor, Isabella pursed her lips then slowly released him.

Zhang Jingdong gave her a look, promptly signed the "Disclaimer Agreement," then beckoned Dreya: "Come on."

Dreya was amused: "You really don’t know me, huh, daring to let me make the first move!"

Zhang Jingdong remarked boldly: "Do you know why you Europeans keep falling behind? It’s because you don’t see the real situation in the world or know who truly holds power."

"Go ahead and make your move, if you can hit me, you win!"

Dreya saw Zhang Jingdong still spewing arrogant words, instantly retracted any sympathy he had, and said coldly: "You asked for this..."

He then threw a very sharp yet powerful left hook towards Zhang Jingdong’s jaw.

Even though surrounded people barely saw this move, it was what made Dreya worthy of being a boxing champion.

But Zhang Jingdong not only saw it clearly; at the moment before the punch landed, he moved like lightning and grabbed Dreya’s arm!

Time seemed to freeze at that moment!

The people around who saw this were instantly shocked.

And the scene that followed stunned them even more.

Zhang Jingdong actually lifted Dreya single-handedly over his head, holding him by the abdomen!

At this moment, Zhang Jingdong said to Dreya: "I’ll count to five. If you submit, I’ll let you down; otherwise, I’ll throw you into the sea, as we’ve signed the ’Disclaimer Agreement.’

"Five... four..."

Dreya, utterly bewildered, regretful, and frustrated, knew he wasn’t Zhang Jingdong’s match.

So as Zhang Jingdong was about to count to "one," he hurriedly said, "I submit."

Zhang Jingdong chuckled: "You’re truly a sensible Brit, no wonder your country has been playing at the world table for so many years."

Saying this, he let Dreya down.

"Alright, you can leave, but for a while, you better avoid being seen by me in Athens, or I’ll hit you every time I see you!"

Dreya nodded, said nothing more, and directly left the restaurant with his people.