Jude Law is a veteran, but he still maintains the habit of training every day. He runs long distances along the road every morning, and he does not dare to move at night, because his fierce-looking face frightens the less courageous at night. Jude Law wears a baseball cap that is pulled down to cover his face, and he doesn't want to be recognized.

Jude Law is a courier driver who drives a truck every day to deliver all kinds of goods to designated places. Although his current stable life is not as exciting as the life that once rained bullets, he feels very satisfied. With a salary of no more or no less every month, it is enough to be able to support himself, Jude Law has been thinking so since he retired.

"Hey, Jude Law, why don't you find a wife and start a family?" One day the boss of the courier company asked Jude Law this question, and Jude Law laughed, he knew that the boss might want to introduce his older daughter to him, which made him sad.

"I don't want to look for it, and I don't have any money. Jude Law said simply.

"Money doesn't matter, you're a reliable and capable man!" the boss continued, seemingly not wanting to get away from it. Jude Law is also in his thirties, although he is not young, he is only a few years older than his daughter, and he is still very suitable in the eyes of the boss.

"Could it be someone on purpose?" the boss tentatively said.

"Yes. Jude Law was getting impatient, and he wanted to end the topic immediately.

"Can you tell me about it?" the boss suddenly became gossipy, and he talked a lot today.

"Duke Negvia!" Jude Law looked up at the boss, he was a little angry, "It's a pity that the goddess I have a crush on disappeared five years ago, and it broke my heart!"

The boss heard his angry words, and snorted disdainfully, "Look at your sassy appearance, it's really shameless, and you really think you're a character when you praise you a few words!"

Jude Law didn't want to listen to his boss's reprimand, so he threw the door open and walked out. As soon as he went out, he regretted it a little, he didn't control his temper and offended the boss, and he didn't know if he could come back to work in the future. Jude Law walked to the side of the road and slapped the iron railing a few times, and he bent the iron railing with a strange force beyond ordinary people.

"Oh my God, you're gifted!" a man in a top hat noticed Jude Law and marveled at him.

Seeing this, Jude Law hurriedly covered his mouth and pulled him into a corner.

"Shut up!" Jude Law let go of the man, and intimidated the man with a wicked look.

"Dude, you're going to kill me and shut me up?" the man in the top hat smiled, looking at Jude Law without any fear in his eyes.

"It's your natural instinct, why refuse it?" the man in the top hat told him, "You'd rather be an ordinary driver than accept your true self!"

"I don't want anyone to know I'm a gift!" Jude Law yelled at the man in the top hat.

"Listen, man. The man in the top hat handed Jude Law a business card, "Maybe you're afraid of being discriminated against, maybe you're afraid of sticks." But I can provide you with a place to showcase your talent without revealing your identity, and maybe you can make a lot of money!"

"Not interested. Jude Law put the man down and prepared to turn away.

"Black Flame Underground Arena!" shouted the man in the top hat to Jude Law, "you can ask someone and you'll find out the address." ”

"Mansions, sports cars, babes. The man in the top hat continued to shout,

"Be an ordinary mediocre person, sorry for your talent!" Jude Law's heart moved with the last words of the man in the top hat, and he looked back at the man, who had a smug smile on his face.

At night, Jude Law lay in bed, holding the cardcard of the man in the top hat and playing with it repeatedly. He recalled his life in the army, and remembered that the purpose of his joining the army was to live for mansions, sports cars, beautiful women, and wealth. However, the legion he joined was lost, and was exterminated by other more powerful legions, and he himself became a wanted man. After nine deaths, Jude Law fled to this relatively peaceful and peaceful city of Liju to live in seclusion.

The entrance to the Blackfire Underground Arena was in the basement of a bar, and Jude Law easily found out about it. Underground fighting was originally an illegal activity, but this fighting arena was actually invested and established by some powerful people in Lixuan City, so no one dared to trouble this fighting arena. Its raison d'être is to provide bloody, violent and thrilling combat performances for those in high prominence, just like the Colosseum in the real world. The performances were also recorded and streamed live on the dark web, and Jude Law was no stranger to this kind of thing, having traveled to many cities with a wealth of knowledge. However, he was surprised that this seemingly peaceful and peaceful city also had such a dark side, and a sense of misanthropy suddenly added to his heart.

The man in the top hat greeted the man at the bar and let Jude Law in as soon as he gave his name. Jude Law walked into the basement and then down the stairs to the so-called "Black Fire Underground Fighting Arena!"

The loud heavy metal music blows in his face, making Jude Law a little agitated. This is a spacious underground hall, in the center of the hall there is a ring shrouded in an iron cage, the contestants in the ring in the ring in the fight without rules, the only bargaining chip for the contestants is their lives, of course, if a good female contestant loses the game, she will be humiliated by her opponent on the spot in the ring. The people who hold this competition want to create a strong visual impact to arouse the desire of the powerful to watch, so as to make huge profits.

The audience in the audience was also diverse, from hooligans with colorful and strange hairstyles, to social elites in suits and leather shoes, and even aristocratic ladies in gorgeous clothes. At this moment, a woman with a hot body in the ring is fighting an unusually large man, and every night the fighting arena arranges such a match, and the result is often that the female fighter loses and is violated by her opponent. In order not to lose the suspense of the match, the women who participate in the competition are often strong and have certain fighting skills, and sometimes there are several talented people.

This contest was no exception, as the woman was a full-fledged club player who owed a huge debt to a rich man and had to promise him to come to the underground arena for a few days. Her grappling skills are so good that a punch from a large male fighter against her can't hit her. She deftly dodged every attack from her opponent and seized the gap in time to counterattack. It's a pity that the difference in strength between her and that man is too big, that man is a pseudo-gifted person who has been injected with serum, that is to say, relying on drugs to force breakthrough physical limits, and the side effects of drugs require constant use of drugs to maintain superhuman physical fitness. The woman's fists had no effect on the pseudo-talented, and she used all kinds of punches and kicks. Although it didn't work, many people cheered her on every time she hit.

Gradually, she ran out of strength, holding her hands on the iron railings in the ring and gasping for breath. The audience lost patience and shouted loudly,

"Hurry up and strip her naked!" the audience cheered. The pseudo-talent slapped the female martial artist to the ground with the encouragement of the audience, then slammed herself on top of her and roared.

Jude Law heard the sound of his clothes tearing, his eyes reddened, and his body moved involuntarily.

"Dude, don't be impulsive!" the man in the top hat appeared behind him and grabbed him, "Don't make trouble here again, the audience wants to see this scene!"

Jude Law calmed down, and he closed his eyes helplessly, but he could still hear the mournful cries of the female martial artist and the ostentatious roar of the pseudo-talent. With a deafening roar from the pseudo-talent, the cheers of the audience reached a climax.

"How much money can you get for slaughtering that pseudo-talent!" Jude Law yelled angrily at the man in the top hat.