The tall and thin figure staggered into a small hotel, and then said to the proprietress, "Boss, give me a room." At this time, the middle-aged woman who was in front of the counter, with a napping waist as thick as a bucket, was suddenly awakened by this sound, and hurriedly raised her head from the counter, and glanced at the person with an angry face, but the expression on her face, after seeing the appearance of the person who came, immediately turned into a sneer.

"Which uncle am I? It turned out to be Mr. Matthews, hehe, didn't you go to Huaxia to make a lot of money? Why did you come back so soon? "This fat woman is also a mouthy person, don't you see that people still carry a sack on their shoulders? At this time, with her mouthy, Namathews's face suddenly gloomy.

"Mariana, if you dare to talk more, I promise to turn you into a corpse too."

Matthews threatened. He glared at the fat woman with an unkind eye.

The fat woman was the proprietress of this small hotel, and she opened a small hotel in the northern Italian city of Padua, and after that, she became friends with these homeless people who traveled between Italy and France. However, these homeless people, it seems, are not so friendly, and sometimes they will be injured by accidentally angering each other, but after Mariana has been with them for a long time, and after learning about their habits, she does not care too much. Usually just laugh it off.

But today is a little different, because the other party is Matthews, the second in the black market boxing world.

is also a master with a prominent background, and the consequences of offending him are obviously much more serious than offending ordinary gangsters.

However, fortunately, today's Matthews didn't want to bother with this old woman who didn't know each other, and hurriedly walked into the room with a sack on his shoulder.

Obviously, that room was the same room he had lived in before, and someone had already cleaned it up for him, so it didn't look messy at all.

It's an orderly look.

As soon as Matthews entered the house, he kicked the door shut.

Then his shoulders shook, and the huge sack on his shoulders slammed to the ground. The floor shook with a shudder.

Some light objects placed on the shelves fell down with a crackle. There was a flurry of noises.

And Matthews collapsed on the bed all at once, covering his face with his hands, and whispered with a painful expression, "Lehea, brother has brought you back." Tomorrow, you will be buried in the earth. ”

His voice trembled.

Sounds a little weird and weird.

At this time, outside the door, Mariana passed by the door, her footsteps stopped slightly, and when she heard that sentence, she suddenly felt that her legs were weak, and she almost didn't fall to the ground.

Because she finally understood that the sack that Matthews was carrying on his shoulder was indeed a dead man.

And this dead body is actually the notorious Lehea.

Lehea is dead?

How can it be? As a famous figure in the Dark Ring - Death Ring, he has experienced countless bloody battles in his life, but no one has ever defeated them easily, but he died like that. It's a big surprise.

If this is really the case, then the person who killed him is definitely a master among masters.

Mariana didn't dare to stay any longer, for fear that Matthews would find out and find her again, and after thinking for a while, she dared to hurry up and twist her plump and frightening buttocks and walk away.

The sound of a string of loud and hurried heels echoed through the hallway.

At this time, Matthews in the room took out his mobile phone, and his expression returned to his previous coldness.

It seems that the gaffe just now has never happened at all.

I took out my phone and called out.

At this time, the death ring is on top of the ring. A fight is about to begin.

This death ring is surrounded by an iron cage, also called cage fighting, which means that as long as the two sides of the decisive battle enter the cage, it means that they will not die until one side is killed by the other side, then the winning side can get out of this cage. Thus receiving high rewards.

The stands around are all the top richest people in Europe and even the world.

There will not only be **** fights here, but also decisive battles between men and women, and even team battles between men, and even women's all-* fights.

The scene is extremely hot, since the start of the match, almost the field is full, and Fury, is the emperor of the death boxing ring, every game, once his name appears, will cause the whole stadium to cheer and scream.

He is a fan-like figure, since a few years ago, this yellow-skinned macho man appeared in the death ring in Europe, his fists are synonymous with death.

It wasn't his intention to kill, he fought for survival.

Killing is his instinct, and death is the fate of his opponent.

Tonight, the Death Ring is still full of guests. Countless crazy fans from all over the world, as well as wealthy celebrities from all over the world, gathered under this small death ring.

Shouted in unison the name of the rage, and the audience fell into an unprecedented carnival.

In the midst of the wild shouts of the crowd. A muscular man like a cheetah, dressed in a black cloak and accompanied by a group of beautiful girls, walked from under the stands on one side.

Walked directly to the death ring in the middle with a black tone, exuding the smell of horror and death.

At this time, there was already one person who took the lead in the cage. Quietly waiting for his arrival.

When he appeared, this sturdy man with a dark complexion who seemed to be sitting cross-legged and extremely quiet, his eyelids opened slightly, and a dangerous essence flashed under his eyes, sweeping over his violent face.

"You really appeared, this time, I will smash your head with my fist with my own hands to avenge my brother's blood hatred." At this time, the monster Nicholas let out a gloomy cry.

Showing a row of neat and snow-white teeth, he stood up abruptly. He was sitting before, but once he stood up, the people outside would find that he was so huge, a giant weighing more than two hundred kilograms.

The black dazzling body oozes a metallic luster, wearing only a pair of big pants, legs apart, stepping on the ground vigorously, and bare feet are already deep under the ground.

On his arm, he wears a thick iron ring.

As he stood up, there was a collision, and a series of metal crashing sounds, like some kind of musical instrument, made a series of clear sounds, which were exceptionally crisp.

With a height of 1.9 meters and a weight of 200 kilograms, this big black man looks like a giant standing there. Quietly waiting for the fury to come.

Berserk, in comparison, is significantly weaker. In terms of direct contrast with the body, of course.

Berserk weighs no more than one hundred and fifty kilograms. As for the height, it is only about 1.7 meters.

Compared to the other party, it can be said that the contrast is obvious. The body is noticeably thinner.