The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 845

Giving Dreams to Those of the Future (4)

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"Wait."

As they passed a teaching building, Haily suddenly stopped and told Boston he needed to use the restroom. Boston shrugged and said he would wait outside.

Haily hurried into the teaching building. Just before leaving Boston's sight, he quietly glanced back and saw Boston about to light a cigarette. He immediately stepped inside, slipping out of Boston's view.

From there, Haily quickened his pace for a few steps before breaking into a run—the teaching building had many entrances and exits leading in all directions.

Haily kept looking back and finally stopped at another exit. He turned to look behind him. Seeing no sign of Boston, he finally relaxed a little.

What next...

"Haily, where are you going? Is this where you're supposed to make the delivery?"

Unexpectedly, at that very moment, Boston's palm landed on Haily's shoulder once again—Haily had no idea when Boston had caught up!

Haily sucked in a sharp breath. "Hey, I was just about to look for you. How did you get here?"

He quietly clenched his fist, intending to punch Boston in the face at that moment. However, before he could, a Great Strength slammed into the bridge of his nose... Boston had struck first!

After punching Haily in the nose, Boston immediately drove a knee into his abdomen. Haily doubled over in pain, and Boston grabbed his hair and yanked him upright. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Haily, Arno told me to keep a closer eye on you."

Haily struggled a few times, but Boston knocked him to the ground with ease—as the strongest fighter in Arno's group, Boston found it far too easy to take Haily down.

"Looks like you've been hiding something from us." Boston hauled up Haily, who spat out a mouthful of blood. "I think I need to give you a

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