Our Revenge

Seeing that August was no longer a threat as he was tied to a chair, a smug smile painted on Boris face.

"I thought you were the almighty Iron fist; you knocked me out with just a punch and look at what you did to James' face. I was beginning to think you would knock all these men down with your Iron fist. But Maybe I overrated you, you are not as strong as I thought"

August seethed with rage. If he could untie just one of his hand, then he would've shown Boris just how much he deserved to be called Iron fist like he was mocking him.

"I swear this time I'll make sure I knock you off for good" August growled.

Boris then frowned and slapped his face hard. "You are lucky we need you alive for our plan or I would've killed you already!" Boris spat angrily yanking August's chin before slapping it again.

"Stop hitting him," Tina protested defensively. "Your problem is with me, right? You already have me, what do you want from him?" She asked frustratingly.

James then approached Tina and ru
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