This guy on the other side is a monster, and it seems that today is my end.

But fortunately, they promised to send a hundred silver coins to their family, regardless of whether they won or lost.

Connelly was a reputable broker, and I trust him not to deceive me.

I hope that Noki and his mother can live on this money.

The clown on the fighting ring, looking at the crusher wielding the chain hammer, thought a lot for a moment.

In a trance, he heard the wind whistling around his head, and subconsciously squatted down, and the chain hammer weighing dozens of pounds swept his scalp.

A burning pain came, blood flowed from the top of his head, and the swept hammer opened a hole in the top of his head.

The audience on the side of the stage saw the clown bleeding, and some people kept laughing unbridledly.

Some people are far more bloodthirsty than vampires.

The pain made him sober, and for the sake of his son and mother, he couldn't easily admit defeat.

The battle continued, and the chain hammer in the flesh crusher's hand, swinging at a speed, seemed to slow down a little.

Of course, even so, the clown did not dare to approach, and could only keep dodging, looking for opportunities to fight back.

No matter how you look at it, he is like a mouse hiding in a corner, at an absolute disadvantage.

However, the truth of the matter is not so, the state of the flesh crusher at the moment is very bad.

Just a few seconds before the battle began, he felt tightness in his chest and palpitations, and the strength in his body seemed to be losing little by little.

And as he exerted his strength, the sensation became more and more pronounced, so much so that he looked at everything with an extra layer of dark shadow.

Muscular, simple-minded guy doesn't know what's wrong with his body.

He just wanted to settle the fight quickly, then drink a big beer and have a good rest.

And the more he tried to settle the battle quickly, the more effort he had to expend, and the worse his physical condition became.

The reason for this is simply that he was drugged in advance.

For each combat hyena, a bottle of wine is provided in the arena before they appear.

Smart people will wait until the battle is over to enjoy the wine in the bottle to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Unfortunately, the Flesh Crusher is not smart enough and is a heavy drinker, drinking all the drinks the ring has to offer.

The controller behind the scenes, it is precisely because he knows this habit that he has the current series of layouts.

As Tsepes said before, this is not a welfare institution, and the only purpose of the free society is to collect money.

Everything was arranged and executed very successfully, and the excited gamblers, thinking that they would win, turned out to be a big upset.

As long as the Joker can hold on for two or three minutes, he can kill the crusher and win his first victory.

The mastermind behind the scenes, believing that a man who has to take care of his young son and old mother will definitely be able to hold out for these three minutes.

Sure enough, three minutes later, the clown was still alive, although he was extremely embarrassed.

On the other hand, the crusher could no longer lift the chain hammer, so he could only barely hold it in his hand, standing in place and panting.

"Bastard! Have you put all your strength into a woman's belly!? ”

"Come on! Kill that little mouse! ”

The audience began to become restless, and they vented all the anger in their hearts on the crusher.

If these guys could have thought that the crusher had been drugged in advance, they wouldn't have been in this place.

Unfortunately, their vicious words didn't make any difference, and the clown held his two-handed sword and used his strength to launch a counterattack.

The crusher parried with the chain of the hammer, and the sparks from the metal collided and flickered in the air.

After another two minutes, the sound of metal entering flesh came out, and although it was a small sound, it pierced the eardrums of many people, frantically torturing their nerves.

The Joker won and got his first and, of course, maybe the last.

If he is smart enough, he will stay away from here with the money, away from this bloody stage.

"Win! Win! Win! Win! ”

Ignoring the invective in the hall on the first floor, Miss Gina screamed excitedly in a private room on the second floor.

The amount of money is not the point, the point is that the feeling of winning money is very cool.

"See, there's an inside story, if it weren't for me, you would have lost all your money.

I don't want much, 30% of each person's profit will be brought to me after settlement. ”

Cepes said proudly, but no one in the box paid attention to him, and the fool would divide the winnings.

"Hey, don't cross the river and tear down the bridge."

"Second cousin, if we lose, will you make up the money?"

"Yes! Of course I'll make up the money! ”

There will be no ifs anyway, Tsepes replied quite firmly.

But Stefan, immediately dismantle the stage and say:

"Second cousin, this is what you said personally, next time we lose, we will ask you for money.

As for this time, we didn't promise your dividend request in advance, so we won't count. ”

Stefan has already understood the essence of Cepes, you will take advantage of the things that suffer, and I will take advantage of the things.

Several people laughed for a while, and Tsepes pulled the hemp rope that connected the rattle outside the door, and the staff came in to pay for the previous documents.

In this game, the fighting arena has a lot of income, and he successfully harvested a stubble of leeks, and he will not care about the twenty or thirty gold coins paid to the Cepes and a few people.

On the other hand, on the first floor of the hall, many gamblers are crying and making trouble.

But here, it is the arena of free associations, and they must accept the final result.

Many gamblers who lost all their money left with gloomy faces.

But there will never be a shortage of people who want to turn the book, and they will be harvested by stubble.

Many times, I know that I will lose, but I still can't resist the temptation, I can't resist that feeling.

In the ring, the crusher's body is pulled away by the car, and the clown gets a bag full of silver coins.

Thinking of his children and mother at home, he hugged the money bag tightly in his arms and left the arena from the backstage.

The new confrontation came to power, and everything went on over and over again, except that the number of bets was a little smaller, there was no difference.

After about an hour of this, Mirsa returned to the private room and sat down beside Tsepes.

He whispered:

"There's a basement under the auction house, and the money is all sent into the basement, and the space there is too small for me to blend into, and I don't know the exact location."

Tsepes thought for a moment and said:

"Liberal associations, it is impossible to put large sums of money in criminal dens.

The basement you mentioned, I guess is a temporary place for storing gold coins, is regularly transported to a real vault. ”

Listening to Tsepesh's analysis, Mirsa shook her head and said:

"So sure? I can't see it! ”

"I'm sure I don't believe you asked them."

As he spoke, Cepes looked at Vladis, Miss Gina, and the others.

Several of them kept nodding their heads, and after this gamble, they were convinced of Cepes's words.