675: An Old Acquaintance

An Old Acquaintance

After spending some time with Quinn, Connor realized that Quinn was a very simple girl.0

The things in her mind were much simpler than those girls in the big city.

If it wasn't for the fact that there were too many women around Connor, he might be interested in an innocent girl like Quinn.

But now, Connor no longer wanted to pursue other girls.

Just these few women by his side were enough to give Connor a headache.

Freya was currently overseas and had not contacted Connor.

However, if Freya returned to the country and Connor, Chloe, and she were to discover Yelena, he would not know how to explain these things to her.

"What's going on up in front? Why is it so lively?" Connor saw that there seemed to be a large group of people gathered up ahead and asked Quinn curiously.

"Mr. McDonald, there's an arena competition. The town has specially organized an arena competition during the day to earn money. The participants are all ordinary people, and their prize money is only 10, 000 to 20, 000 dollars. The real martial arts competition will only take place at night. The martial arts competition is the most exciting. It's all attended by experts. Basically, several people are killed every year…" Quinn quickly replied softly.

"I see!" Connor looked at Quinn and nodded.

"Yes. Moreover, there will be casualties even in the arena during the day. However, there is no other way. These people can only choose to risk their lives to earn money…" Quinn looked at Connor and sighed softly.

When Connor saw that Quinn's expression seemed a little off, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

"Nah... It's nothing…" Quinn was stunned for a moment before she quickly shook her head.

Actually, Quinn was still a little sad because she hoped that she could be like normal people, study in school, go to university, and then find a good job after graduation.

Unfortunately, the heavens had no mercy on her.

Not only did her father pass away early, but her mother was also hospitalized.

All she could think of now was to raise money for her mother's medical expenses. As long as she could cure her mother, she would be satisfied.

After Quinn calmed herself down, she continued to bring Connor around the town.

A few minutes later, Quinn brought Connor to a square.

At this moment, the square was already crowded with tourists, and an arena was in the middle of the square.

At this moment, two people were fighting to the death on the stage. One of them was burly and looked extremely strong. Moreover, his combat skills were quite exquisite. Although the person fighting with him was not weak, he was not his opponent.

The people below the arena were excited and kept shouting.

It was very lively.

Connor subconsciously glanced at the two people on the stage, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.

In fact, if Connor had seen the fight between these two people before, he would have felt very excited.

But at this moment, Connor looked at the two people on the stage and found their movements very slow. Connor felt that they were playing house.

Moreover, the strength of the punch was also very weak. It was nothing to Connor.

'Why are these two people fighting like primary school students? He's not even as stupid as Jabba…' Connor could not help but sigh internally. Then, he turned around and was prepared to leave with Quinn.

"Connor?" However, a surprised voice sounded from afar as Connor was about to leave.

Connor subconsciously turned and saw a beautiful girl wearing sunglasses running toward him.

As the girl was wearing sunglasses, Connor did not recognize who she was.

A moment later, the girl walked quickly to Connor and smiled at him. "Connor, it is you!"

"Melissa?" Connor was stunned when he heard the girl's voice and asked puzzledly.

"Yes, it's me!" The girl shouted happily and took off her sunglasses, revealing a delicate and pretty face.

The girl was none other than Melissa Sachs, the president of the university's zither club.

Previously, Connor and Melissa had a good relationship. Melissa was a kind girl who had always helped Connor.

However, ever since Melissa crashed into Connor's sports car at the entrance of the Empire World Building last time…

Melissa had thought Connor had stolen the car, so her impression of Connor changed.

Initially, Melissa had planned to call the police to deal with Connor's car theft.

However, Melissa did not call the police because she was worried that Connor might be unable to afford the compensation if the car was stolen.

Therefore, in the end, Melissa let Connor fend for himself.

Melissa didn't expect that the police would not arrest Connor and that she would run into him here.

"Melissa, why are you here?" Connor asked.

"I came here with my friend. I heard that there will be a martial arts competition here tonight…" Melissa replied with a smile, then turned to look at Quinn, who was beside Connor. She was a little confused and asked, "Connor, is this your girlfriend?"

Melissa saw that although Quinn was dressed ordinarily, her skin was fair, and her bright eyes were very beautiful. She couldn't help but feel pity for her.

Connor turned to look at Quinn and shook his head. "She's not my girlfriend…"

Hearing that, she couldn't help but lower her head shyly.

Seeing Quinn behaving like this, Melissa smiled subconsciously and gave Connor a knowing look.

"By the way, Connor, what did you do with that car?" Melissa suddenly recalled the sports car she had crashed into and couldn't help but ask Connor softly.

"The car?" Connor was stumped for a moment.

"Yeah, that Ferrari. Did you steal it?" Melissa asked Connor straightforwardly.

Hearing that, Connor finally understood what she meant by the car.

A hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and then he said indifferently, "Melissa, actually, that car belongs to my friend. That day, I happened to go and help my friend get his car, but I realized that you had scratched my friend's car. I worried you would feel burdened, so I deliberately let you go first. I also explained it to you then, but you never believed me…"

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