I Spy With My Secret Eyes

Chapter 193

Wayne had a strong feeling that he was no match for Oliver, so he decided to take it seriously.

When Oliver felt Wayne’s killing intent, the slow-motion scene appeared in his eyes again.

With a series of sounds, Oliver instantly fought with Wayne through five movements. In the sixth movement, Wayne groaned, flew backward and crashed heavily against the wall, like being hit away by a big hammer.

When Wayne fell from the wall to the ground, he was too weak to stand

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The wall against where he hit with his back also caved in.

In fact, it all happened in a split second. Simon, who was watching beside them, was stunned and still in a daze.

Oliver hurried to help Wayne up and said awkwardly, “I wanted to stop, but I failed…”

Wayne stood up with his help and took a few breaths. Still feeling weak, he couldn’t help saying in horror, “Mr. Eastwood, you… Why are you so powerful? You didn’t know any combat arts, did you?”

Oliver picked up the old fist guidebook and said, “I just learned this Style Fist Guidebook.”

Wayne and Simon were stunned. “Didn’t you just read this book today? How could you become so powerful?”

They thought Oliver might be the so-called genius.

Although Wayne and Simon hadn’t been with Oliver for a long time, they knew very well about the character of Oliver. He would never conceal things from them.

They were sure that Oliver didn’t know any combat arts before. Although they were still confused, one thing was clear in their minds, that was, Oliver was much stronger than them.

Since Oliver wouldn’t lie to them, what he said must be true.

As for this fist guidebook, they also witnessed how Oliver got it from those three men a few hours ago…

Seeing that Wayne and Simon were staring at his fist guidebook in a daze, Oliver immediately handed it to Wayne. “Have a look. I think some of the

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movements described in this book are unique.”

But Oliver knew clearly that he could grasp those skills not because of his talent in combat arts, but because of the Immortality Energy!

Wayne was still dumbfounded with the fist guidebook in his hand, because he hadn’t figured out how he lost it yet.

Let alone Simon, who stood and watched beside them.

Simon wasn’t in a hurry to read the guidebook, but asked Oliver

curiously, “Mr. Eastwood, how did you just punch Wayne off? Can I fight with you again?”

Oliver paused and said with a wry smile, “I don’t know actually. I just realized something after practicing those wrote in the guidebook, and then when I felt the aura of danger, everything in my eyes immediately became slowly, like slow-motion videos.”

“Slow-motion videos?”

Wayne and Simon didn’t understand what Oliver meant.

Oliver thought for a while and then explained, “When Wayne attacked me, his movements instantly became slow like those in the slow-motion video. He moved so slow that I could hit him at will.”

Wayne and Simon looked at each other in a daze.

Simon thought for a while and said, “Mr. Eastwood, how about having a fight with me? Be careful.”

Seeing that he was still eager to fight, Oliver immediately nodded and said, “Okay, you should also be careful, and use the combat arts you grasped.”

Simon nodded and moved his hands and feet first with a series of clattering sounds.

Simon’s skills of close combat were better than Wayne’s.

“Wait a minute,” Wayne suddenly said.

Oliver and Simon looked at him, wondering what he would say. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Wayne took out his phone, clicked the shooting function, and fixed it on the coffee table. Then he said, “Okay, I’ll take a video of the process.”

Oliver nodded and said to Simon, “You first.”

Simon said to Oliver seriously, “Mr. Eastwood, watch out. I’m going to attack you on the shoulder.”

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Oliver nodded and stared at him without any distraction.

Simon was relieved to see Oliver staring at him with deity, and then he instantly took action.

People who were attacked by them would be either killed or injured. It didn’t mean that they couldn’t let go of people, but generally speaking, they would hardly ever stop their movements once they chose to use murder skills.

Simon was still afraid of getting Oliver injured.

But at the moment Simon attacked him, Oliver found the slow-motion effect appeared again!

As Simon’s movement became as slow as Wayne’s, Oliver could see it clearly, but the dangerous aura was still around him.

At that moment, Oliver subconsciously made a move to use Telemark Meditation and the Bursting Style of Five Element Fist.

Since the Bursting Style had the attribute of gold, his punching style had its sharpness. And where Oliver subconsciously attacked was the vital part of Simon, with the exhaustion of old strength but no new strength.

Thud!

With a loud sound, Simon flew away to the wall where Wayne had hit just now.

A series of sound came from the wall.

They didn’t expect that Simon would break through the wall and instantly crack it into a big hole!

The office next to here was Fabian’s. He was on the phone with the owner of a furniture store to tell him the style of desk needed in Oliver’s office. He was talking about his special requirement for quality, which must not be as poor as before that could be broken with a slap.

The boss of the furniture store over there was also puzzled. He thought, “What I sold to Fabian is absolutely real top-grade furniture. How can it be broken with a slap?”

Fabian asked him to see if his words were true or not. But when this sentence came out, the wall in front of him shattered with a booming sound. A man flew into his office with tiles and dust, and then fell to the ground. Fabian was totally stunned.

He wondered, “Is this an earthquake?”

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A few seconds later, Oliver came out of the hole and picked up Simon who was humming with dusty clothes. He asked, “Hey, are you okay?” Simon groaned in pain, struggling to speak as he gasped for breath.

Then Wayne came out of the hole and helped Oliver support Simon with hands, “Sim… Are you okay?”

Simon wiped the dust off his face and said, “Okay. I’m fine. I’m just a little weak. So funny!”

Oliver smiled awkwardly and bitterly, “Funny? I was scared a lot. I told you I couldn’t stop myself!”

Simon recovered completely after a while. He stood up and twisted his waist. After feeling his body for a moment, he smiled and said, “I’m fine. I was influenced by Mr. Eastwood’s strength just now. Now everything is okay and I don’t get hurt, but…”

As he spoke, he stared at Oliver and asked, “Mr. Eastwood, why do you suddenly become so powerful?”

Oliver didn’t know how to answer.