As it was not a real private room, the interior decoration was not extravagant. Apart from a few sofas and a coffee table, there were no other decorations.
Still, compared to the stairs outside, it was still much more comfortable.
At least the private room was not as crowded and complicated as the outside. Not only was there a floor-to-ceiling observation window, but there was also a forty-inch ultra-thin monitor hanging on the wall. The close-up view of the ring was broadcasted live, allowing people to enjoy the match from different angles.
If one looked through the floor-to-ceiling window, the entire venue could be seen. Sitting here and watching the match gave people a sense of superiority.
After a while, there was a knock on the door of the private room. A waiter came in and respectfully handed a few betting machines to everyone. According to the waiter, after entering their number into the betting machine, they could place their bets.
Chen Chen tossed the remote-control-like thing aside and sat on the sofa at the far end. He silently watched a middle-aged man with slicked-back silver-gray hair step into the ring.
He seemed to be playing the role of the host. He held a microphone and spoke loudly in a rhythmic rap style, "Ladies and gentlemen, Ni * * les, welcome to the Symphony of the Seas' unruly combat competition!"
He jumped into the ring and roared, "No matter what it is in the world, there are two opposing sides. If there's light, there's darkness. If there's earth, there's sky. Similarly, under world-class combat such as the UFC, there's also the underground combat of slaughter and bloodshed! And today, you're fortunate enough to witness such a combat competition!
"They're bloody, they're cruel, they're inhumane, they're enough to snap your neck. This is the charm of unruly combat! They're demons from hell, killing machines that have lost their humanity. They're enough to ignite any desire for violence in your heart! "
The host's vulgar and even insulting words ignited the originally quiet atmosphere in the venue. Several young people began to scream under the host's instigation.
It was obvious that this was not the first time most of the audience present had watched such a competition.
At the same time, at the end of the ring, a metal door suddenly opened and a skinny black man walked out.
"Very good. It seems that the first one we'll send out today is a Black Devil!"
The host exclaimed excitedly, "Please allow me to introduce him grandly. He is the Solitary Warrior of Wakanda, the loyal guard of the Black Panther. He has chewed on heart-shaped grass and f * cked Captain America's ass. This is the one from the Rainbow Nation, nicknamed Flaming Broadsword."
"A — Ersh!"
"Roar!"
With the host's provocative tone, the audience roared even harder. The host's vulgar language provoked the darkness in the hearts of these upper-class people.
The arena with hundreds of people gradually became lively. Many people stared at the arena with interest. Among them, there was no lack of people who were familiar with this kind of competition.
At this time, the skinny black man also walked into the ring, but contrary to what the host had said, under the dazzling lights above his head, he clearly showed a helpless expression, and even his legs were trembling slightly.
"Alright, next up is our other assassin."
The host turned around and faced the other door of the ring. "He's a western cowboy from the Middle Ages, a conservative enraged man, half man, half machine, shotgun, beer, and b * tch..."
As he spoke, a white man wearing a cowboy hat and a fierce gaze gradually walked out.
"Oh f * ck, this b * stard is so primitive! This b * stard, he even eats the butt meat of a live cow, he's a cowboy from North America — "
"Sal — Leon!"
"Roar!"
There was another burst of fierce cheers in the audience. At this point, the entire arena was completely warmed up.
In the private room, Chen Chen looked at the two people in the ring, a little speechless. The white man wearing the cowboy hat was easy to deal with. Although he only had the size of a normal person, at least his eyes were on point. Even so, Chen Chen could still see the fierceness hidden deep in the white man's eyes.
As for the other black man, Chen Chen was a little confused. That body shape, that demeanor, he had clearly just come out of the slums. Was he here to fight in an underground boxing match?
Still, after thinking about it, Chen Chen felt relieved.
In the general impression, underground boxing matches should be more intense than regular boxing matches. After all, they fought for their lives in the ring all year round and were even stronger than regular boxers — this was the impression many people had.
However, this was actually a misunderstanding.
First of all, whether it was boxing or mixed martial arts, or even unregulated fighting matches, the purpose of their existence was nothing more than to make money. Whether it was the boxers or the owners of the matches, it was all for the sake of making money.
However, the world's top UFC could make tens of millions of dollars in a single match. How much money could an underground boxing match make?
After all, the audience box office of an underground match was absolutely not comparable to a regular match. Not only that, underground boxing matches were not streamed online, and there was no pre-match publicity. Even if underground boxing matches could open bets for this group of rich people, there were only a few hundred people here. How could it compare to bets that were open to the entire world?
Therefore, if these boxers were skilled enough, they could go professional instead of risking their lives to fight in underground boxing matches that were not only unprofitable but also extremely dangerous.
Thinking of this, Chen Chen suddenly remembered the group of participants on the deck who reeked of blood.
It was obvious that this group of people was not the participants of the underground boxing match at all. Their actual identity was...
Time was still passing slowly.
Perhaps due to the impending storm, the air was hot and humid, which made the people in the casino even more irritated.
Leo and the others kept looking at their watches, their expressions becoming more and more solemn. Although they were looking at the ring, their minds had already drifted away.
The first match between the black man and the white man took only half a minute to determine the winner. The result was even more shocking. Although the white man was much more imposing than the black man, when it came to actual combat, he was knocked to the ground by the black man in two or three punches.
Not only that, under the encouragement of the audience's loud cheers, the black man showed his ferocious side for the first time. He directly rode on the white man's body and punched the white man's face until it was a bloody mess...
However, this was only an appetizer.
Following that, ordinary people who had almost never trained stepped into the ring one by one and fought to the death with the strangers they had just met. There were even folding stools, steel pipes, and other weapons thrown into the ring, which further increased the level of bloodshed in the match.
It turned out that this was the so-called underground boxing match. Although there was no order to it, it was bloody and cruel.
The cruel scenes caused some people to directly withdraw from the auditorium, but another group of spectators with an even crazier mentality stayed.
This group of people roared and roared excitedly, like a group of beasts. They temporarily shed the rationality and morality that humans should have, only to release the most primitive human factor of violence.
Yes, there was a gene in the human body that yearned for violence. The history of human development was actually a history of killing. Without these violent factors, humans could not have come this far.
Therefore, was it the nature of some people to yearn for blood and cruelty?
"Mr. Chen Chen..."
Just as Chen Chen was thinking, Leo spoke again next to him.
This time, unlike usual, when he spoke, Leo abandoned the intimate form of address and at the same time, there was a hint of determination in his tone.
"Mr. Chen Chen, at this time, it's time for you to make a statement."
At the same time, Davis and the other two also turned their eyes away from the arena and quietly looked at Chen Chen.
"I can pretend that nothing happened today."
Chen Chen said calmly, "I'm not interested in participating in your house game."
"Too bad."
Hearing this, Leo's expression turned cold. At the same time, on the deck outside the casino, there was a sudden violent explosion, followed by countless screams.
"The pirates we hired have begun to attack the Symphony of the Seas."
Leo and the other three stood up one after another. Davis said with some regret, "Mr. Chen Chen, you're still too naive. There's no such thing as a neutral country in the world. Even Austria and other countries that once claimed to be neutral have long fallen under the iron hooves of the Nazis. Switzerland was just lucky enough to escape the disaster."
"Although we haven't found out who's behind you, everything will be fine once we capture you," Clayon said as he looked down the stage.
At this time, there was a sudden commotion outside the private room. Everyone subconsciously looked over, only to see that the underground boxer mixed in with the ordinary people suddenly rushed out of the arena, directly blocking the entrance of the casino, trapping everyone inside.
At the same time, several crew members in the casino were not moved at all. Instead, they nodded at the other party.
"What happened?"
"Where did these boxers come from, what's going on?"
"D * mn, what's that noise outside, someone is attacking our cruise ship? Leo, what are you guys doing? "
There was a commotion in the crowd. There were even several members of the other plutocratic families who ran out of the private room and asked in shock.
Leo ignored the questions of the crowd and looked directly at the crew members. "Where are the weapons?"
Several crew members immediately dragged out a few metal cabinets. In an instant, shiny knives appeared in front of everyone. "When we boarded the ship, Prince Steele took away all the guns. I'm sorry, we can't get them either."
The lead crew member shrugged.
Leo frowned but still said, "It's alright. If we catch them off guard, Wilson and his group can still occupy the entire Symphony of the Seas. We just need to wait on the ship."
With that, the group began to distribute the knives. On the side, a young man from another family boldly walked in front of Leo and questioned, "Leo, what are you doing? Do you know that doing something like this on Prince Steele's ship will... "
Before he could finish, Leo suddenly took out a dagger and stabbed it into the man's abdomen!
"John, do you know that I've tolerated you for a long time?" Leo's expression was ferocious. "Go to hell, dogsh * t!"
With that, he pulled out the dagger and a large amount of blood splattered on his clothes.
Seeing that the man died on the spot, there was a sudden burst of screams from the crowd. Several people tried to escape but were hacked to death on the spot by the group of boxers.
In an instant, the smell of blood permeated the entire casino, causing countless people to scream and cry.
Leo looked back at the tightly shut door of the casino, only to hear gunshots and shouts coming from outside. Once again, he pointed at Chen Chen who was standing at the forefront and said with a ferocious expression, "Kill them. Except for him, don't leave anyone alive!"
Following Leo's order, the group of ferocious boxers immediately rushed into the crowd with knives in hand.
In an instant, the crowd was wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves. Blood splattered everywhere! The screams of countless people on the verge of death and the cries of despair were endless!
"Mr. Chen Chen, do you regret rejecting us before?"
At this point, Leo seemed to have become a different person. He wiped the blood off his hands while staring at Chen Chen. "Unfortunately, it's too late..."
"Yes, it's all too late."
Chen Chen stood quietly in place, the corner of his mouth curled up into a strange smile. A black handle had appeared in his hand at some point.
"Kaboom!"
Following a series of deafening roars, Leo could not help but look out the window subconsciously, only to see that under the sky full of lightning, bean-sized raindrops were pattering down.
The storm was finally coming...
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