Jason Arena, 124 58th Avenue, Queens, New York. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A young white man with sloppy short hair, according to the content of the newspaper advertisement, looked up at the building opposite, and after making sure that this was the address indicated in the advertisement, he did not immediately go in, but stood in front of the building and hesitated for a moment.

This person is not Qi Yu, but a super Peter Parker who has just been bitten by a super spider and has mutated into a super Peter Parker with a super physique, super strength, super keen senses, and can spit out spider silk!

The current Peter Parker has not become the superhero Spider-Man, but is just a high school student who has discovered that he has awakened superpowers that ordinary people do not have.

He needed money, $3,000 for a convertible. Oh! Of course, it's second-hand, and it's the kind of second-hand car with poor performance.

No way, who made him a poor student?

The purpose of buying the car is to invite Mary Jane, a high school girl and female neighbor whom he has had a crush on for three years, who has lived under the fence of her alcoholic father since childhood, to take advantage of the good time of summer vacation to go out for a ride.

For a shy young man, having a "sports car" of his own will naturally increase a lot of courage to confess.

Dreaming of a beautiful love, Peter gritted his teeth and finally decided to go in......

The Jason Arena was established in Queens, where security conditions are not very good, with investment from the American non-governmental organization Wrestlers League.

The huge arena was full of people and buzzing, with roars and screams, cheers and applause.

When Peter walked to the entrance passage, he was immediately stopped by two security guards, who used a metal detector to scan his whole body according to the rules to confirm that he did not have dangerous items such as guns and knives, and then retreated to the place to let him go.

Peter couldn't wait to get to the audience around the ring and stood there quietly, watching the fight in the ring below.

In the ring, a burly middle-aged man with long hair and explosive muscles, with a scruffy beard and a smart black vest, is fighting a tattooed man in camouflage uniform.

The middle-aged burly long-haired man stretched out his arms violently, lifted the tattooed man on the opposite side with great force, and then threw himself to the ground.

There was a muffled "bang"! The tattooed man was so stunned that he couldn't get up for a while.

Although he had successfully defeated the other party, the middle-aged burly long-haired man still had no intention of letting go of the poor loser at his feet.

He climbed onto the elastic rope on the edge of the ring, jumped down with the help of the tenacious elasticity of the rope, and performed the final blow of "elbow to chest" on the tattooed man!

"Oh!"

The tattooed man let out a wail of pain, and then fell into a unconscious state of fainting.

This powerful middle-aged, burly long-haired man is none other than the wrestling king of this Jason Arena, the hunky McCig with the title of "Bone-Saw" bone saw!

As described in an ad by the New York Wrestlers League in the New York Daily News, whoever can hold on to his hand for three minutes without falling down will receive $3,000.

In fact, the tattooed man didn't even survive a minute, so not only did he not qualify for the bonus, but he ended up with a broken sternum.

Capitalism is so cold-blooded and ruthless. They pit the tough wrestling king Bone Saw against the stupid challengers, and the more challengers, the more spectators will come to watch the match, the more dollars the arena will make, and the higher the profit margin for investors! So, the bloodier, more violent, and more fun the scene, the happier the bosses behind the scenes of the fighting ring!

“1！ 2！ 3！ Come to an end! ”

"Who's number one?"

"Gentlemen and ladies, the number one is still the Wrestling King Bone Saw!"

"For the $3,000 prize, who has the kind of kind of going on stage to fight a bone saw for three minutes?"

The short-haired host in sunglasses stepped into the ring immediately after the challenger was knocked out and began his Hold speech.

In the audience, Peter watched the fight carefully. Although Peter felt that the bone saw was indeed a little capable, to be honest, he still had a lot of confidence in his own combat prowess.

The facial features are extremely developed, the reaction is highly agile, the endurance is increased several times, one arm can lift a car, one jump can jump more than ten meters away, and the wrist can also spray spider silk as solid as a steel wire, and at the same time have so many plug-ins that far exceed ordinary people, can't you beat a mere Queens amateur wrestling king?

Silently encouraging himself in his heart, Peter immediately left the audience and went to the challenger registration desk at the front desk.

At the front desk registration was a chubby black woman with two braided hair that looked a little funny.

"This isn't a lightweight match, kid, next!" The fat black woman shook her head and smiled as she waved the pen she used to register the name of the challenger.

In her eyes, the challenger must at least be more than 1.8 meters tall, or have a muscular body and other basic hard conditions, otherwise he will definitely be abused by the wrestling king bone saw.

She still has a bit of a conscience, and she doesn't want the boy in front of her to be violently beaten up and seriously injured after he comes on stage.

"No, I'm going to participate!" Peter said with a determined look in his eyes, and did not move his steps.

Needless to say, for would-be Spider-Man, who has acquired superpowers, fighting an amateur wrestling king is not a stupid act of recklessness, but a way to make quick money that should not be missed. It's just that in the eyes of outsiders, his ordinary little body does not contain any strength, and he will be knocked down by a bone saw.

"Alright! You have to understand that if you get injured in this fight, the New York Wrestlers League will not be responsible. Do you still want to insist on participating? ”

"Hmm!"

"Your name?"

“The-Human-Spider。”

"Alright, registration is complete. You can go in, may God bless you. Next! ”

"Thank you!"

After successful registration, Peter happily left the front desk and walked to the staff aisle leading to the backstage center.

After Peter left, the next challenger stepped forward and went through the registration process at the desk of the fat black woman.

The fat black woman raised her head slightly, and took a cursory look at the appearance of the challenger in front of her.

There are only two judging criteria in her mind, and as long as the challenger basically meets these two criteria, she will approve the challenger's participation.

One is whether the challenger is tall and strong. After all, the short and thin guy will be beaten by the wrestling king's bone saw so that he doesn't even know his parents, and he may even be killed by mistake.

The second is whether the challenger has a distinct personality. After all, the Jason Arena is a commercial place for the purpose of profit, and if the challengers are all the same, it will definitely be difficult to arouse the audience's interest. So, it's also important that the challenger has a unique image, which makes the fight look a lot more fun.

"Your name?"

"Teletubbies Killer King."

Yes, the challenger behind Peter is none other than Qi Yu wearing a cute Teletubbies hood.

In such a violent and bloody fighting arena, the image of Teletubbies obviously has a sense of disobedience.

This can't be helped, Qi Yu is a poor and white freshly baked traverser, and his only property is the Teletubbies puppet on the garbage heap.

In the eyes of the black fat woman's "young man, you are very promising", Qi Yu's "Teletubbies Killer King" competition name was approved and registered on the document by her.