Neil Bennett personally propped up the guardrail to let Simon enter the ring, ignoring the buzzing around him, looking at his boss's bodybuilding that was definitely beyond most people, and still worried: "BOSS, why don't we go back to practice for a while and come up again, it's dangerous." ”

Simon moved his wrist and stretched over Neil and said, "It's a little loose, bring it for me again." ”

Neil Bennett reluctantly helped Simon tighten his fists again through the guardrail, looked him up and down, and then turned his head and ordered the manager of the fighting arena next to him, who quickly asked someone to bring a set of joint braces and beckoned a girl in a bikini to come up to the stage to help Simon put it on.

Simon sat down on the stool that Neil had stuffed in, and said to the brown-haired woman who came over eagerly, "Forget about the bracers and knee pads, just the ankle pads." ”

The brown-haired girl nodded obediently, squatted down in front of Simon, watched him his legs, reached over and pulled the man's feet towards her, directly on a section of her fair thighs, and said while putting on the protective gear: "Mr. Westeros, my name is Danica." ”

Simon didn't refuse this kind of little tofu sent up, and said with a smile: "Hello, my name is Simon." ”

The girl named Danica laughed, revealing two good-looking dimples.

The ankle brace was quickly put on, and Simon stood up and jumped twice, raising his hand to the arena manager next to him.

"And this," Neil Bennett, who was still guarding the other side of the guardrail, raised his hand to Simon, noticing the hesitation in Simon's expression, and took the initiative to explain, "New." ”

Simon opened his mouth and put it on.

Inside the arena, the commotion of the audience became more and more obvious.

Simon put on his mouth guards, glanced at Patrick Johnston and James Pike in the audience, and moved to warm up.

On the other side, a boxer with a flat head and Simon's size also stepped into the ring and took the initiative to smile at Simon.

There was obvious scruple in his expression.

Simon Westeros.

How does this work?

The field is full of professional boxers, who rely on this line of work to eat.

Who is Simon Westeros?

The youngest super-rich, the richest man in North America with a net worth of six billion dollars, a super-director in Hollywood, a genius in the financial investment industry, and the son-in-law of the Johnston family......

A whole bunch of aura.

It's just that it doesn't have boxer attributes, right?

Against this kind of person, there is no benefit in winning, and even less good in losing.

More seriously.

If this is broken, the end will be even worse.

The host began to announce the curtain at this time, and said with a tremor in his voice: "The next match is Jason Greer and ...... Simon Westeros!"

With the sound of the announcement, there was an uproar in the arena, and the crowd was clearly surging towards the ring.

Originally, many people were speculating, thinking that it was just similar in appearance.

Right now.

It's really Simon Westeros!

Under the ring, James Peck felt the restless emotions of the audience around him, and said to Patrick next to him: "Otherwise, let's stop." Simon and your sister are getting married soon, don't get hurt. ”

Patrick looked afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and easily pointed to Neil Bennett and another bodyguard who were guarding the ring, and said, "Someone is watching, and the stage has also explained, there will be no problem." ”

James Peck regretted it the more he thought about it.

He really shouldn't have instigated Simon to come to power with Patrick just now, and if something happened, he felt that his old man would definitely break his leg.

I wanted to explain a few more words to the fighters and referees on the stage, but I couldn't find a chance at this time.

In the ring.

The middle-aged referee routinely checked the protective gear on Simon and Jason, and finally asked in a low voice, "Mr. Westeros, are you sure you want to come?"

In this game, except for Patrick and the audience, who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, everyone else didn't really want Simon to go on stage.

You can't joke like that.

Simon nodded again, and said to Jason Greer on the other side, who seemed to be thinking about how to deal with it: "Let it go, I can still afford to lose." Beat me and give you $100,000. ”

When Jason Greer heard Simon say this, he suddenly came to his senses.

The referee next to him took advantage of Simon's lack of enough to glance at Jason, take it easy, money is important, life is more important.

Jason Greer noticed the middle-aged referee's eyes, and immediately understood, calmed down a little, and began to think about how to beat the billionaire without letting him lose too ugly.

The hot bikini girl walked around the stadium for a week, the gong sounded, and the game officially began.

Simon raised his hand in front of him, bowed slightly, and skillfully made a defensive position.

Inheriting the memories of so many people, Simon also has a lot of fighting skills in his mind, and he has never relaxed in recent years. Moreover, Simon has always known that he has a natural strength that is much better than the average person, and although he has not been tested to the limit, 200 kilograms of bench press in the gym is a breeze for him.

Therefore, in response to this kind of free fighting without too many rules, he is still very confident that he will not be too embarrassed.

As the defense opened, for the full three minutes of the first game, Simon was wandering around and dodging, barely making a shot.

Jason Greer probably understood that Simon was looking for feelings, and he knew from Simon's rather professional fighting stance that the billionaire was not ignorant of fighting, so he was no longer so timid and patiently accompanied Simon.

In the second game, Simon finally began to try to make a shot, and Jason Crell also read the $100,000 Simon promised and also began to fight back.

It's just that the confrontation is still not too intense.

The layman looks lively.

When the third game began, Simon still dodged more than attacked, and Jason Grell seemed to be still 'joking' with the big man, there were already boos in the court.

You're not here to play fake boxing.

As a man in the game, Jason Greer is becoming more and more surprised, because he has unknowingly played more than seventy percent of his strength, but his opponent is still at ease.

And.

Although the number of times he was hit was not much, Simon Westeros hit him, it was a real pain.

The standard five-inning game soon came to the fourth.

He has already conceded three games, and this time just at the beginning, Jason Greer launched a fierce attack on Simon without reservation, Simon was still on the defensive, but also began to strengthen the counterattack.

With such a fierce confrontation, the boos from the audience finally subsided, and everyone waited intently for one of them to be defeated.

In the ring, after seemingly struggling to block Jason Greer's combination, Simon took advantage of his opponent's tilt of gravity to unleash a powerful hook.

Bang –

This is not a movie.

Not boxing, of course.

It was the sound of a strong man with a height of 1.8 meters and a weight of 90 kilograms falling to the ground like a broken sack.

On and off the stage, the people who were originally worried about Simon's fate were stunned, and they stayed for a few seconds, seeing Jason Greer lying on the ground without moving, and the two doctors who were guarding the stage hurriedly rushed to the stage.

After a scramble of examination, one of the doctors said to Simon, "Mr. Westeros, he's fainted." ”

"Just fainted?"

"Maybe there was some concussion, but it wasn't a big problem. ”

The manager instructed the staff to carry Jason Greer down, and the referee remembered that he stepped forward and grabbed Simon's right hand, and the host's high-pitched voice was heard on the radio at the right time: "The winner is, Simon Westeros." ”

The audience burst into applause.

Simon didn't step down, and walked to the side of the stage and said to the arena manager: "Replace the next one, tell them, win me, reward $100,000, lose nothing." ”

Seeing that Simon was going to continue, the audience, who also didn't feel much just now, gave a warmer applause.

And then.

The second scene.

The third scene.

Scene 4.

......

When Simon knocked his 10th Asian foe from Thailand to the canvas with a hard elbow, a steady stream of shouts rang out as people poured into the already full arena.

"Westeros, Westeros, Westeros......"

Ten fights in a row, ten knockouts in a row, and many martial arts fans in the arena have looked at Simon beyond the scope of worship.

Watching a super-rich man defeat ten opponents in a row made most people feel that, albeit just a bystander, this is enough to brag about for a few years.

Simon himself naturally can't be intact, Neil Bennett, who has been guarding the ring, to guard against accidents, looked at his boss's obviously swollen cheeks and other scars on his body, and waited for the referee to announce the result, stretched open the guardrail and entered the ring and said: "BOSS, you can't continue." ”

Simon also felt a little prostration, raised his eyes and looked at the electronic clock hanging in the field, it was already early morning, so he nodded.

It's just that Simon didn't step down directly, but walked to the side of the stage, signaled to Patrick, who was already stunned, and said to James Pike next to him: "Go, change his clothes, let's have a show." ”

Knowing that his brother-in-law brought him over tonight, he didn't feel good.

In fact, even though it was Patrick who instigated it, Simon would never have succeeded if he had not been willing.

Still, there is a lesson to be learned.

Patrick didn't seem to hear Simon say, and opened his mouth as if asking, "Huh?"

Simon gestured to James Pike again, and Patrick was pulled backstage.

Neil Bennett saw this situation and did not dissuade him.

Simon is now injured, and even if it is not a major problem, he will definitely be reprimanded by Raymond Johnston when he returns.

As the initiator, the youngest master of his own family should indeed be taught a lesson.

James Peck personally dragged Patrick backstage to change clothes, and ran back alone in less than a minute, obviously smiling at Simon: "Pat ran away, Simon, do you want to chase it back?"

Simon smiled and waved his hand, holding on to the guardrail with a little force before tumbling off the stage.

Seeing Simon leave the ring, the crowd that knew there wouldn't be another fight rushed to this side, trying to find an opportunity to make contact with Simon.

Neil Bennett hurriedly motioned to the surrounding staff to escort Simon through the frantic crowd and into the backstage.

Sitting down on a sofa in the background, Simon finally had a sense of detachment, listening to the faint shouts of 'Simon' and 'Westeros' from the front desk, and letting a few bikini girls come up to help him take off his fist gloves and ankle pads, strong exhaustion hit, closed his eyes, and fell asleep directly.

Although there was a break in the middle, ten consecutive high-intensity confrontations that lasted for nearly three hours had squeezed out the last trace of potential in Simon's body.

I can't remember much about what happened next.

Vaguely feeling that he had been sent to Johnston's private medical center in the city, after all kinds of tossing, Janet also appeared, seemed to say a few words, and then returned to the mansion.

And then.

The drowsy black dream lasted for a long time, and I felt that someone was touching the wound on my face, so I grabbed it and pulled it over and hugged it in my arms.

It was a reassuring feeling.

When he finally woke up, it was Simon and Janet's bedroom in the Johnston mansion, and the woman was curled up in his arms like a kitten.

Turning his head to look out the window in the dark sky, I don't know if it was early morning or dusk.

Sensing his movement, Janet opened her eyes, glanced at him in a beautiful way, flickered a few times, poked her head over, and a mouthful of little white teeth bit into his ear.

The pain came, and Simon begged for mercy directly: "Don't, it's you who bite off the distress." ”

"Bastard, I don't feel sorry for you," Janet pushed a few more times before letting go of him, her slippery face rubbing against Simon's face, and then propping herself up to look at him: "Don't do this again." ”

"Well, I promise," Simon said, looking up and kissing the woman on the lips, "what time is it?"

Janet didn't answer, held Simon's face and continued to look at him: "You must guarantee it." ”

"I must guarantee it," Simon nodded solemnly, "It was actually your brother who instigated me, and finally tried to teach him a lesson, and was run away." ”

"I don't care about you," Janet leaned down again, leaned on Simon, and said, "Dinner will have to wait a while, are you hungry, can we go out to eat?"

"Hungry," said Simon, feeling something snuggling him, and touching it beneath him, it turned out to be a button, and he threw it aside, and continued to say to Janet, "Still, let's eat at home." Also, is the old man angry?"

Janet grabbed the button back, raised her hand and threw it into the gap between the head of the bed and the wall, watched it disappear, and put it back on Simon's chest, and said, "No, but it's very lively in the media today, the newspapers are full of news of 'Simon Westeros knocking out opponents in a row', and there are videos streaming out, and there are also reports in North America, you are already a boxing champion, aren't you proud?"

Simon listened to the little mockery in Janet's tone and said, "Casual video photography shouldn't be allowed in the fighting ring, right?"

"You went crazy on stage last night and the whole of Melbourne was shaken. So many people crowded over, how to guard against this kind of thing. It's a pity that I can only see you in the hospital after I rush to the city. ”

Simon smiled and said, "Originally, I said that I would discuss the matter of Cersei Capital with Tony today, but it can only be delayed until tomorrow." Blockbuster was listed on the 18th, and I will stay for another day tomorrow, and I must rush back to North America the day after tomorrow, and the time is really tight. ”

Janet snorted, clearly lacking interest.

Simon felt the woman's emotions, and didn't continue to say this, holding the woman's light body and putting it aside, and said, "Okay, you can lie down for a while, I'm going to get up first." ”

Janet wrapped her small arms around Simon's arm until he sat up, and finally scratched at his back, then buried her head on the pillow and watched the man get dressed.