My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 277

At the martial arts field.

The students sneered at Chuck. They knew Larry was going to beat the cr*p out of Chuck.

Chuck slowly walked towards Larry. Larry waved his hand and sneered, "Come closer! Don't be a wimp."

"Young Master Dakolta, smash him!"

One of the boys shouted, "Yes, beat this coward up!"

The girl next to him burst into laughter and added, "Haha, Young Master Dakolta is going to slaughter him alive!"

The students were making battle cries excitedly, cheering for Larry. They couldn't wait to see Chuck being beaten up by Larry.

"Let's start!"

Vivian roared, attempting to calm the students down. She glanced at Chuck and sighed. Chuck was such a keen learner. However, she could not fathom the reasons behind Chuck's impetuous act. Didn't he hold it in the day before when Larry and the others teased at him?

She had tested Larry the day before. Although he was no match for her at all, his skills and strength should not be underestimated.

Chuck might not be able to defeat him.

She told herself to be more mindful during the battle. She couldn't allow her students to be injured. She had to be alert and stop Larry in time, otherwise, Chuck would end up in a dire situation.

In the interim.

In one of the rooms of the training school, the school principal, Oscar Carson was talking respectfully to a woman, Karen.

He was Karen's ally.

As they were talking, Betty strode into the room and reported, "President Lee, Young Master is in a fight with a student."

"What? Who is so daring?" Furious, Oscar yelled.

"Chucky will never start a fight." Karen frowned and questioned, "What's going on?"

Betty filled Karen in on the situation. Karen pondered for a while and answered, "Well, there's nothing wrong with this. Turn on the surveillance video. I want to see how much Chucky has improved. He has been spending the last few days with Draco learning boxing. It should be able to help him in this fight."

"Yes!" Betty complied and turned on the surveillance camera right away.

Oscar's brows furrowed when he saw Larry, whispering, "He's the boy from the Dakolta family..."

Worried, he asked, "President Lee, this boy knows a bit of taekwondo. Your son..."

As the school principal, Oscar had memorized every student's detail. He knew that Larry had been a troublemaker since he was young. He had been involved in countless fights. On top of that, he started learning taekwondo three years ago and was currently a third-degree black belt. Chuck's chance of winning him was slim.

If anything happened to Chuck, he would definitely be held accountable.

"My son never learned taekwondo, but he won't lose to this boy," mumbled Karen as her eyes narrowed into slits.

Oscar couldn't help but ask, "Did your son learn any other types of martial arts before?"

"Well, he did learn a bit." Karen stared at the screen and analyzed the situation, "So, this Young Master Dakolta that you've mentioned—"

"Ah? Did you just call him a young master?" Oscar was taken aback. He immediately added, "President Lee, no one in the Dakolta family deserves to meet you, let alone this little kid!"

Oscar's heart was racing. Larry's father was going to pee on himself out of terror if he learned about this. After all, tens of billions of dollars of assets were essentially nothing in the face of Karen.

"Is there a problem?" Karen didn't take it seriously.

"No, no." Beads of sweat collected on Oscar's forehead.

"This boy lacks steadiness in his steps, suggesting that he has a weak foundation. He barely masters the basics of taekwondo. He's practically fighting without strategies. Anyone who has a stronger foundation would spot his flaws," said Karen calmly. She raised her chin on her hand and continued, "Besides, my son is not a merciful person either. This boy is about the same weight and height as my son's. He'll only take two moves."

Oscar asked subconsciously, "Do you mean Young Master Dakolta will only take two moves to defeat him?"

"No, it's my son who will defeat him in two moves. No, it would only take him two punches," answered Karen.

What? Oscar was confused but he did not dare to clarify his doubt. He muttered in his heart, "Larry Dakolta, you'd better admit defeat after you take two punches from Chuck. Otherwise, you'll be in serious trouble!"

Betty looked at the screen curiously.

"Start!" Vivian shouted.

Larry kicked at Chuck right away. Chuck did not manage to dodge it and was flung backward a few steps. Larry sniggered when he saw Chuck lost his balance and nearly fell.

The crowd burst out laughing. Their laughters were full of contempt. Sure enough, Chuck was just a coward who did not dare to counterattack Larry.

Audrey was thrilled to see Chuck being beaten up. She cheered, "Well done! Go on!"

Vivian was expressionless. Larry was good at this. It seemed that Chuck was going to lose. Sigh, he should have held it in.

"Rubbish! I don't even want to bother fighting you. Forget it, I don't want to waste my time with you anymore," Larry said, then he kicked at Chuck again.

Again, Chuck failed to dodge his kick and fell to the ground.

In the room, Betty could not help but frown.

Karen sat back and grinned, "Chucky is taking his punches in order to see his weakness. He is going to figure it out after another kick."

Oscar was in a cold sweat. Was that so? Chuck was obviously left at a disadvantage—he could not even stand up!

"Young Master Dakolta, beat him up!"

The crowd erupted in yells of cheers.

Larry's lips curled up into a smirk. Well, he should give him one last kick and make him kneel to beg for mercy!

He leaped and stretched out his leg.

Vivian was debating if she should stop Larry. Larry could have injured Chuck. She was not confident that Chuck would be able to take this kick.

The official training had yet to start. If Chuck was hurt, how could they continue the training?

Within split seconds, Chuck turned around and swung a punch at Larry's tummy.

"Ouch!" Larry fell on his back and curled up like a shrimp, moaning in pain.

A heavy silence fell upon the room.

"What happened?

Audrey screamed at the top of her lungs, "Motherf*cker, how dare you sneak on Young Master Dakolta! You're such a coward!"

"F*ck!" With great difficulty, Larry stood up, his hands on his stomach. Without further hesitation, Chuck sprinted towards him and threw another punch at Larry's cheek. Larry grunted as black dots coated his vision and he collapsed onto the ground.

Chuck used the techniques he learned in boxing and knocked Larry out with a punch.

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A student cried, "Young Master Dakolta has been defeated! Oh my goodness!"

The boy next to him rubbed his eyes, "Am I hallucinating? No, I'm not!"

These students were in great astonishment. They chattered amongst themselves, trying to figure out what just happened.

Larry was a taekwondo master. How could he be defeated?

Vivian blinked her eyes and grinned, "Well, well. This is totally unexpected. A punch in the cheek... isn't this a technique used in boxing?"

"Haha!"

Karen chortled. Her son was indeed very talented. It only took him three moves to win against Larry.

Betty blinked in awe. Oscar's mouth dropped open and his eyes widened in disbelief. Larry, who was a taekwondo master was beaten unconscious by Chuck.

Chuck walked to Larry and stamped his foot on his face. He glanced at the students and asked, "So, who's the coward now? Who's trash now?"

Bewildered, all of them remained silent.

Audrey bellowed disdainfully, "You sneaked on him! Otherwise, Young Master Dakolta could've beaten the sh*t out of you!"

Chuck stared at her and replied, "You, you're trash!"

"How dare you say that!" Audrey was smoldering with rage. She dashed towards Chuck and stretched out her hands to grab him. Chuck took the opportunity and slapped her in the face.

"Ouch!" Audrey fell to the ground. She crawled to Larry's side and whimpered, "Young Master Dalkota..."

"Ah!"

Larry regained his consciousness and found a shoe on his face. Did Chuck step on his face? This realization made his rage spring to life. He roared, "F*ck, I'm going to slice you up!"

Chuck darted a glance at Larry before he kicked at his stomach again. Larry crossed his hands on his tummy and clutched his stomach, howling. He got up from the ground and went towards Vivian, screaming, "My phone! Give me my phone!"

He felt insulted. He was going to call his father and bring him here.

He would not give in until Chuck knelt before him and apologized!

"Sorry! I can't go against the rules. No phone is allowed," Vivian replied. "Also, you've been defeated. Everyone, listen up! The training starts now!"

Larry's face darkened at once, "Don't be a fool. I was sensible enough to respect you as my instructor. Now, don't be shameless. I repeat, give me my phone!"

Vivian turned around and said, "I don't need your respect. Leave if you don't want to stay here!"

Larry gnashed his teeth, "Great, now you've done it! Don't forget that the principal is a good friend of my father. I will look for him and ask him to fire you. And you, coward, wait for me here if you have balls. You'll be a lump of dead meat soon!"

If it weren't for Larry's father acquaintance with Oscar, Larry would've never been able to enroll in this school.

Chuck glanced at him expressionlessly and sighed. He pondered, "Why did I fight with such a person? I couldn't believe that he's going to call his parents since he's lost!"

Larry dashed towards the principal office. To his delight, he saw Oscar striding in his direction. Without noticing Oscar's sullen face, he said happily, "Uncle Carson, I want to give my father a call."

"Tell me what's going on first," Oscar replied.

"Uncle, that guy over there beat me up just now. That instructor even scolded me. I want you to fire her," Larry babbled arrogantly.

Oscar asked, "Anything else?"

"Oh, Uncle Carson, you need to teach that guy there a lesson. He's practically a coward. I know that you have really good skills. Beating him up would be a piece of cake for you. Please help me to break one of his arms." Excitement enveloped Larry right away. He could not wait to see Oscar avenge for him.

Slap!

Before Larry could finish his words, Oscar's hand cracked across Larry's face.

Larry staggered backwards and fell to the ground with a groan. Everyone, including Larry, was dumbfounded. What was going on?