Three days later.

A huge underground arena was packed at the moment.

The audience is all in suits and leather shoes, either rich or expensive, these random people, are all bosses of big conglomerates and companies, and they are all looking forward to this game at this moment.

Pretty Boy's Match!

As the king of underground martial arts who has won the championship for I don't know how many times, the pretty boy is worthy of the word "beautiful" regardless of his style or appearance in fighting.

In the audience, at least a third of the people at the moment crossed the ocean just to see the martial arts master show his style.

On the commentary stage, a blonde man in a white suit walked out. "Guys, welcome to the underground arena, I'm your old friend Franklin."

"We're here to see pretty boys, not to see you!" In the audience, a big man said loudly, and the entire audience was suddenly in a joyful atmosphere.

"Okay, since I'm so unpopular, let's let Pretty Boy and his opponent, the newcomer Fire Dragon, appear."

The mechanism in the ring sounded silently, the floor opened, and two figures slowly rose from the corner.

Warm applause rang out, and Richard knew that it was for the pretty boy opposite.

Not to mention, this pretty boy looks really good, the tendon meat under the fighting vest is very tangible, it doesn't seem to be as good as those muscles that explode, but the explosive power is still above the kind of people like the iron hammer. Dealing with iron hammers, this kind of person only needs one or two punches to solve the problem, and it is as easy as an adult to solve a small pot friend.

Liang Zai waved in all directions, then threw the towel and put it on the ring rope, "Come on, I'll let you make three moves." Pretty boy hooked his hand at Richard.

Richard looked at James, who was sitting in the front row not far away.

James nodded at him.

Richard shook his head, "Three moves? Thank you so much. ”

Richard moved.

With a side kick, the pretty boy bent into a shrimp and crashed into the ring safety rope, then bounced back and smashed on the ground, motionless.

The audience was silent.

A group of women with heavy makeup and tried their best to cover their age directly dumb their necks, their eyes wide and their mouths covered, and they were shocked by this dramatic scene.

A group of big men also had ghostly expressions. Kicked someone away? This is not a show, fighting fakes, this is a real skill. But the problem is that it's a pretty boy who is kicked!

They all know the strength of the pretty boy, and some people even want to hire them as bodyguards, but this is Franklin's people, and they know that it is impossible to pry away, so they dispel the idea.

But such a person was kicked away, and now he can't stand the ground......

A group of people looked at Richard's gaze, full of excitement.

This guy is not from Franklin, can he fight for it?

Offstage, James looked proud.

However, his expression only lasted for a moment.

"I throw in the towel!" Richard's hand slapped the ground of the ring a few times, and his gaze swept over Franklin and landed on James.

"You've put all your money into this game, haven't you?"

"You want to go one step further and get on the table, right?"

"Now I'm sorry to tell you that these are gone, want to know why? Hey, I'm not telling you. Otherwise, you will die too clearly, and others will not turn a blind eye. ”

"What do you think, James?" Richard's mocking gaze made James's face extremely ugly.

"It looks like we've got a little bit of a problem in our game, would you like to see this dragon and Mr. James face off?" Francklin's voice resounded through Mike, and the lights suddenly illuminated James's black face.

"Dude, let's go have a fight."

"I'm optimistic about you."

"I'm optimistic about you too!"

A group of bigwigs who usually even have to open the car door suddenly came to their strength and pushed James into the ring with a push.

James looked furious.

"Who the hell are you and why are you doing this!" James pointed his staff at Richard and roared.

"It's no fun to tell you, now let's fight with me, and everyone will have fun." Richard said, hugging his shoulders.

"Then you go to die!" James jerked out his cane and sword, and stabbed it fiercely.

Not to mention, James is not that kind of amateur, this sword has a tricky angle and full of strength, and it is clearly a murderous sword! This guy didn't use this sword to kill people, right?

Richard dodged, snatched James's sword with his bare hand, and slashed backhand.

James screamed in pain and clutched his arms and stepped away.

"Who the hell are you, how did Lao Tzu provoke you!" James roared.

Richard just laughed, and slashed out again.

James added another wound.

Richard began to cut James with a sword.

No one stopped him, because everyone was cheering, screaming, shouting to kill him, kill him.

In Richard's eyes, these people are full of karma, and they are not much different from James in nature, and they are not good things. There are really few serious people who have money and like to watch this.

At least Richard didn't find any good people.

While messing with James, Richard was thinking about how to harvest these karmas.

They are all big people from all walks of life, and they all have killing karma on their bodies, and Richard doesn't want to know whether to kill directly or indirectly, anyway, these people have a way to die. But on the other hand, these people also feed a lot of people, and they are too wide-ranging, and the karma of rashly killing him will definitely grow explosively, but it is difficult to say whether the system likes it or not.

No, the system won't like it, and the results will be horrible!

He will definitely enter a state of doom, and anything he does may lead to death!

Forget it, let's kill James first.

James was numb with pain, and the ring was full of blood at the moment. Franklin looked at the two men in the ring and commanded his men.

Soon, dozens of armed men with guns were added to the arena.

Although as one of the twelve elders of the high table, his status is extremely noble, but these people in the arena are also quite a strong force, not a matter of fear or not, but there is no need to provoke, after all, the high table is not isolated from the world, and there are many forces to deal with, but the position of the high table is higher.

So the safety of these guys must be guaranteed!

If something happens in the ring, it must be resolved immediately.

Of course, Franklin didn't care about James, he was just a small snake in New York, one of his many ponies, and he was afraid that Richard would hurt anyone else if he did something.

But with so many guns, it's impossible to think about it.

Unbeknownst to Franklin, a guest in the audience had already been dropped and replaced by a young man in a suit with sunglasses.

Looking at the tragic situation of James on the stage, the young man was a little nervous.

But how can we take action to finish off the enemy who killed his father? Matt is in dire need of chaos right now.

In the ring, Richard looked at James' dying appearance and decided not to waste any more time. Anyway, this guy is now in the background, and at the moment he is being played like a monkey, being watched by countless people with heads and faces, and his pride and self-esteem are gone.

The purpose is basically achieved.

Old Robert, the beautiful woman and her imprisoned husband, and everyone else, I avenge you.

Shout!

The sword light was cold, and a sword sealed the throat.

The sudden scene made everyone burst into louder cheers.

Under the ring, Matt stood up violently, and his abrupt movements did not reveal his identity, because everyone stood up excitedly and cheered at the moment.

[Torture and kill bullies, preside over justice, karma +1612]

The corners of Richard's mouth hooked, if James knew that he didn't have a name even if he died, he was afraid that he would be so angry that he would cheat the corpse.

Richard was about to step down when his body suddenly trembled and he turned his head incredulously.

James, who was blind, was shrouded in black qi on his body, and the evil force was clearly ......

Psychic !!