Seven o 'clock in the evening, Golden Sava Underground Fighting Arena.
This five-star hotel had a total of forty floors, thirty-seven floors above ground and three basement floors.
The first and second basement floors were the parking lot.
The bottom floor was Saroka's famous Death Fighting Arena!
In this space that could accommodate thousands of spectators, the cruelest and bloodiest deathmatch scenes would be staged every night.
It allowed gamblers to squander their money and unscrupulously vent their inner violence and unspeakable desires.
Liang Kun sat in the fighter's lounge.
He was only wearing a pair of shorts, patiently waiting for the first fight.
A staff member belonging to the fighting arena evenly smeared olive oil on Liang Kun's body.
This could make him look more "attractive."
Finally, Liang Kun put on a half-mask.
The mask could be chosen, and different shapes represented different titles.
Liang Kun chose the wolf head.
He got the nickname "Mad Wolf" because of this.
But Liang Kun wasn't the first owner of "Mad Wolf."
The moment the mask was on his face, he smelled a strong smell of blood!
It made him want to vomit.
Obviously, after it was peeled off from the previous owner's face.
It hadn't been cleaned.
Liang Kun clenched his fists, suppressed his churning emotions, and stared at himself in the mirror in front of him.
His gaze was incomparably firm.
Bang!
The door of the lounge was forcefully pushed open, and a man in a flowery shirt and a cigarette in his mouth barged in.
"Are you ready?"
The flowery shirt said carelessly, "It's your turn to go on stage soon."
Liang Kun nodded.
The other party was the temporary agent assigned to Liang Kun by the Golden Sava Fighting Arena.
His main purpose was to help Liang Kun familiarize himself with the rules here.
The flowery shirt was a native of Saroka, with dark skin and a thin figure.
He spoke Chinese fluently.
He patted Liang Kun's shoulder. "Fight well, you can get everything if you win!"
Liang Kun's mouth twitched, but he didn't answer.
What was he so cocky for!
Liang Kun's cold attitude made the flowery shirt man very unhappy. He looked at the former with a mocking gaze.
Flowery shirt had represented many fighters.
Only a few of the fighters who had come to Saroka for gold had been able to leave alive.
Most of them died in the beast cages during the first round, second or third round.
Then, the organs that were not damaged were removed while they were still hot. The corpse was cremated and put into a box.
If no one had ever paid for their ashes, they would not have been able to afford it.
The Irrawaddy River was their final destination!
The flowery shirt man looked at Liang Kun as if he was looking at a huge urn.
"Let's go."
Liang Kun stood up and cracked his neck.
His knuckles made a cracking sound.
It exuded a ferocious aura!
Under the lead of the flowery shirt, he passed through the long passageway and arrived at the arena.
"Now, let us welcome tonight's third challenger."
"Mad Wolf from the Divine Land!"
The host's exaggerated tone easily set off a wave of cheers from the audience.
This death arena was brightly lit. The high-powered lights shone on the huge cage in the middle. There were no empty seats around, all of them were excited and fanatical spectators.
These spectators were all wearing masks.
There were more than a dozen high-definition cameras set up around the fighting cage.
It provided a live broadcast of a deathmatch for the audience outside the arena!
Although Liang Kun was mentally prepared, he still came to such an occasion in person and appeared as the protagonist.
He was still infected by the fanatical atmosphere at the scene. He couldn't help but feel his blood boiling.
The desire to fight and kill rose from the deepest part of his heart.
"Next, let's welcome …"
The host standing on the high platform raised his voice again. "Our defender, Violent Bear, who has won five rounds!"
"Ah ~"
The audience instantly burst into cheers ten times more enthusiastic than before.
The beam of the spotlights shone on the passageway opposite Liang Kun.
A muscular man with a stocky back and a bear's waist, surrounded by assistants, swaggered towards the cage.
He wore a blood-red cloak and a bear mask on his face.
His bald head was shiny and shiny!
In terms of height and size, the defender, Violent Bear, completely defeated the challenger, Mad Wolf.
The audience placed bets on their mobile phones.
There was no distinction between levels in the cage deathmatch. It was normal for the fighters to have a weight difference of hundreds of pounds.
Violent Bear's size advantage was obvious. He was also the defender who had won five rounds.
In everyone's opinion, there was no suspense in this match.
The only thing worth betting on was that Liang Kun could hold on for a few seconds and not die!
Violent Bear and Liang Kun entered the cage at the same time.
"Look."
Violent Bear licked his lips and stared at Liang Kun with an indescribable ferocity in his bear eyes. "A skinny monkey. Did you drink enough milk before coming here?"
His voice was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone present through the microphone on the cage.
It was also translated.
Many spectators laughed.
They made international friendly gestures to Liang Kun. "Go back to your mother and drink milk!"
Liang Kun did not speak.
The deterrence of words was far less powerful than the power of fists.
He only hooked his finger at the other party.
Violent Bear roared, "Skinny monkey, you're dead. I'm going to tear your head off and kick it like a ball!"
This was not empty threats. It was something that could really be done!
Clang!
The bronze bell rang.
This deathmatch in the cage, which had no referee and no taboo rules, officially began.
There were two fighters in a cage, and only the winner could leave alive.
"Die!"
Violent Bear roared and rushed towards Liang Kun. He swung his fist at his head.
As the defender who had won five deathmatch matches, Violent Bear's strength was unquestionable.
Although he was close to two meters tall and had extremely strong muscles, his footsteps were nimble and his movements were swift and agile. The momentum of his fists was incomparably fierce and contained tyrannical strength.
Violent Bear had used the same punch to directly blow up his opponent's head!
Facing the fierce surprise attack from Violent Bear.
Liang Kun did not dodge.
It was as if he was scared silly by his opponent.
But if one observed carefully, they would find that the muscles all over his body instantly tightened. The skin that was smeared with olive oil had a metallic luster, as if it was reinforced with a steel coating!
In the next second, Liang Kun swung his iron fist.
It met Violent Bear's fist squarely.
Courting death!
Violent Bear saw that Liang Kun actually met his fist. A trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes.
The strength that was originally 70% suddenly increased to 100%!
Bang!
The two fists fiercely collided.
Without the protection of boxing gloves, it was completely a battle of flesh and bones!
Crack!
Violent Bear's right hand's five fingers, wrist and arm bones were instantly shattered. The bone stubble pierced through the flesh and skin.
It brought out a large amount of dark red blood.
"Ah!"
The arena defender let out a mournful howl. His entire arm had been crippled!
Liang Kun did not have the slightest bit of mercy.
His left hook followed, striking his opponent's chin like a bolt of lightning.
Violent Bear's screams came to an abrupt end.
He raised his head and spat out a cloud of blood. His chin and half of his face were completely distorted. The bones inside had already shattered.
This strong man who weighed nearly three hundred pounds fell heavily to the ground.
The bear mask fell off his face, revealing a pair of eyes that died with grievances!
The audience was silent.
Most of the thousands of spectators had placed their bets on Violent Bear.
However, the battle ended in five seconds.
Violent Bear was already lying on the ground, no longer breathing.
After a moment, the host seemed to have woken up from a dream and shouted, "The winner is our Mad Wolf!"
Under his desperate encouragement, the atmosphere at the scene became lively again.
"Mad Wolf!"
Many people shouted Liang Kun's code name and threw a lot of banknotes into the beast cage.
This was a reward for the winner!
After the host announced the victory, Liang Kun did not stay in place to accept the cheers of the audience.
He walked out of the beast cage.
"Brother Mad Wolf!"
The temporary agent, the flowery shirt, immediately greeted him, nodding and bowing with a smile.
There was no longer any contempt from before, "Brother Wolf won so handsomely. I will arrange a good celebration tonight. The nightclub here is very good. There are many beautiful girls for you to choose from."
His smile was very wretched.
However, Liang Kun did not have the slightest interest.
Defeating his opponent and winning the first deathmatch did not bring him the slightest excitement.
He only felt a little nauseous.
Now he just wanted to quickly finish a few matches, get his prize money and leave here.
And never come back!
In Liang Kun's heart, no beautiful girl could compare to his wife.
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