Vicky narrowed her eyes curiously. “The Szar Triplets?”


    Jackie nodded. “Good eye, Ms. Turnbull–they are indeed the Szar Triplets of Sunny City.”


    Vicky snorted in disdain. “And you’re in cahoots with them. That exins how you’ve grown a pair.”


    Sunny City was right next to Riverton, and the Szars were top dogs there. That meant they were


    influential, but it was still surprising to learn that they had expanded here to


    Riverton.


    And after Jackie became a part of their family, Sergio Szar sent the triplets over to assist him. They


    were all killers, and while they were actually there to keep an eye on Jackie, Jackie was actually eager


    to test the depth of their abilities.


    Lighting himself a cigarette, Jackie said, “Care to make a bet, Ms. Turnbull?”


    Vicky put his hands on her hips and snorted in contempt. “Do I look spooked? Who’s up first?”


    Uno Szar promptly moved forward, just as Jackie demanded, “What if you lose, Ms. Turnbull?”


    Vicky smiled. “What would you like?”


    Jackie’s eyes narrowed as he shed a sleazy smile, studying her. “Stay the night with me.”


    Vicky’s expression cooled at those words. “I’d advise you to take that back, or you’d wish you were


    dead.”


    Jackie did not seem to care. “Really? That depends on your trio’s abilities.”


    Vicky shot him a vicious re before turning back at Frank and the others. “So, any volunteers?”


    Yara was brimming with confidence after learning the strengthened version of the Boltsmacker.


    The same applied for Frank–he was even observing the breath rhythm of the trio and determined that


    they were around refinist–tier.


    Handling them was easy, not to mention that Uno Szar was the strongest of the triplets.


    “I’ll go first,” he said, stepping forward.


    However, Cliff was already snorting. “You can’t even beat me, brat. Just stay behind.”


    Frank frowned. “He’s strong. You’re no match for him.”


    Even if Cliff was pawnarch–tier, Uno’s breathing was quicker and steadier–his internal strength was


    clearly a ss above Cliff.


    Frank should deal with him first, and then let Cliff take the rest.


    However, Cliff barked at him, “Shut up! Who’s a match for him then, you?! If anything, it’s good enough


    if you’d stop being a burden to Ms. Turnbull!”


    Turning towards Vicky, he then said, “Leave him to me, Ms. Turnbull. We will win with Miss Quill


    handling the weakest of them.”


    So he was at least trusting toward the governor’s daughter.


    Still, Vicky was hesitating and turned toward Frank. “What do you think?”


    Frank shook his head. “Noment. If he wants to die, let him.”


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    “Shut your mouth, brat!” Cliff barked, pointing him in the nose. “I’m not holding this against your only


    because I respect Ms. Turnbull!!


    Vicky snorted. “Well, in that case, Cliff will take the first round.”


    “I won’t let you down,” Cliff said and walked straight to the center.


    Everyone tactfully backed away, clearing a ring for him and Uno.


    With a spirited bellow, Uno threw the first blow with the strength of ten lions.


    Cliff did not give ground, and they started trading punches!


    Pow!


    Pow!


    Pow!


    Neither were giving an inch, as every punch rapidly met its mark!