693: Avoiding Disaster

Avoiding Disaster

In less than two minutes, Connor had defeated Benjamin.

Moreover, Connor's performance just now also made the audience present flabbergasted.

Originally, everyone thought that Connor was going up to fight casually.

After all, Connor was Thomas' boss, so Benjamin probably wouldn't dare to do anything to him.

But no one expected Connor to really defeat Benjamin.

Furthermore, he had defeated Benjamin in a crushing manner!

Especially the Seven-star Big Dipper Fist that Connor used. To those so-called experts, it was terrifying.

They had been in the martial world for many years but had never seen such a valiant fist technique.

At this moment, many people widened their eyes and looked at this in a daze and utter shock.

Quinn covered her mouth and looked at Connor in disbelief.

Charles was also extremely shocked. He looked at Connor in the arena with a dull gaze and instantly recalled the conversation between him and Connor.

Previously, Charles felt that Connor was too arrogant.

However, now that Charles knew Connor's background and ability, he was relieved.

With such ability, even if Connor was a little arrogant, it was only expected!

"Looks like I underestimated Connor!" Charles could not help but mutter to himself.

Charles could not imagine how great Connor's future achievements would be.

Previously, Charles had always looked down on Connor thoroughly. He even felt that Connor was not worthy of his daughter.

But now that he thought about it, his idea of 'before' was funny.

"It's not that Connor isn't worthy of Sabrina, but Sabrina isn't worthy of Connor!" Charles sighed inwardly.

At this moment, Connor stood expressionlessly on the stage, extremely calm, as if defeating Benjamin did not give him any sense of accomplishment.

If it were an ordinary person, they would be very excited after defeating Benjamin. After all, this was a good opportunity to become famous worldwide!

However, Connor did not care much about these things.

The only thing that surprised Connor was that the fist technique he had learned from Jorge was very powerful. Its lethality was high.

Moreover, this set of Seven-star Big Dipper Fist had thirty-size moves. At this moment, Connor had only learned three moves.

If Connor could learn all moves, how powerful would he be?

"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge Kyle?" At this moment, Connor asked the big shots below the stage again.

At this moment, these people were all dumbfounded and did not dare speak.

Connor expressionlessly glanced at the big shots below the stage, and those big shots hurriedly lowered their heads as if they dared not look straight into Connor's eyes.

These big shots knew very well that whether it was their identity, background, or strength, they were no match for Connor. Offending Connor now was no different from courting death.

"Since no one wants to accept the challenge, I will go down…"

After Connor said this, he left the stage slowly.

At this moment, Yakov was sitting on a chair, his face abnormally pale.

He couldn't help but hesitate, then softly greeted Connor, "Hello, Mr. McDonald!"

Connor glanced at Yakov indifferently, then asked Yakov expressionlessly, "How should I deal with you?"

Hearing that, Yakov was stunned for a moment. He began to tremble slightly as he paled.

"I'm giving you a chance now. How do you think I should handle this?" Connor looked at Yakov and repeated.

Yakov knew clearly in his heart how strong Connor was. Today, he had offended Connor. In the future, it would be very difficult for him to survive in the four cities.

Therefore, after Yakov hesitated, he whispered to Connor, "Mr. McDonald, I'm willing to give you twenty percent of my annual profits. I only ask that you let me off!"

Yakov could only spend money to avoid disaster now.

A single sentence from Connor could make him lose everything.

Therefore, even if he was reluctant to offer twenty percent of his profit, this was the best way he could think of.

They were shocked when the big shots below the stage heard Yakov's words.

He offered Connor twenty percent of the profit in one breath.

Yakov had really suffered a great loss this time.

These people were secretly rejoicing. Fortunately, they did not offend Connor just now.

If they offended Connor, Yakov's ending would be theirs.

Yakov was also very pained, but now he had no other way.

He knew he might not get a single cent if he didn't offer this!

After Connor heard Yakov's words, he couldn't help but glance at Yakov.

"Mr. McDonald, twenty percent of the profits is not a small amount…" Thomas reminded Connor softly.

In Thomas' eyes, it was better not to make a big deal of today's matter.

Otherwise, things would become even more troublesome if Yakov were driven to desperation.

Therefore, Thomas felt it was already very good for Yakov to take out twenty percent of the profits.

After Connor heard Thomas's suggestion, he looked at Thomas indifferently and said, "I think that twenty percent of the profit is indeed a little too little!"

"It's indeed a little too little?" After Thomas heard Connor's words, he was instantly dumbfounded.

He had clearly said that twenty percent of the profit was already quite a lot, but it came from Connor's mouth differently now.

Thomas opened his mouth, wanting to correct Connor.

However, Connor waved his hand at Thomas, then looked at Yakov and said, "You should have heard what Thomas said just now. Thomas said the twenty percent profit you took out is too little…" Yakov looked at Connor helplessly.

Yakov had heard what Thomas had said to Connor just now. Thomas had clearly said 'a lot'.

However, even if Yakov knew that, he did not dare to say it out loud!

He hesitated momentarily before asking Connor softly, "So, Mr. McDonald, how much do you think is okay?"2

"Fifty percent!" Connor replied indifferently.

When everyone heard Connor suggest that number, they were all dumbfounded.

No one expected Connor's appetite to be so big!

He actually asked for fifty percent of the profits!

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