My One In A Million Wife [Ashlyn And Lucas] Chapter 57


    My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 57


    Lucas stepped out of the corridor, through a rusty iron door. The area in front of him was vast and


    spacious.


    The area could easily amodate thousands of people; the floor was tiled, and in the center stood a


    huge colosseum-like ring.


    The area around the boxing ring itself was empty, except for some spectators who stood below,


    shouting. The seats around the arena, meanwhile, were very crowded until there were almost no seats


    left. Everyone was in a worked-up frenzy, yelling, cheering, and booing…


    There were a few VIP spectator boxes built around the second floor of the arena.


    Compared to the distinguished guests seated in the boxes on the second floor, the bets ced by the


    ordinary crowd were not worth mentioning.


    The VIPs were the real gamblers, spending tens of millions every match.


    During this time, in the ring surrounded by the iron fencing, two muscr, half-naked men were fighting


    for their lives.


    Illicit ces like this underground boxing arena required all of their boxers to sign off a life disimer


    agreement.


    Their fighting styles were also extremely bloody. It was basically a no-holds-barred brawl filled with


    violence and desperation.


    There was a bar on the westernmost side of the underground boxing arena. There were dozens of


    seats in front of the counter. A few men sat there. Many were foreigners and there were some dark-


    skinned men as well. All who were mentioned were currently facing the ring while drinking and shouting


    excitedly.


    A man dressed in all ck stepped into the boxing ring and immediately attracted a lot of attention.


    With his oriental-looking face, and with a height not shorter than the typical European or American


    man, he carried an air of nobility and indifference. A truly stunning presence! He was like a nobleman


    who had descended from the ancient noble families. His presence stood out, in stark contrast to this


    noisy, rowdy, and bloodthirsty atmosphere.


    His built figure and toned legs, coupled with an extraordinarily handsome appearance, exuded his


    uncaring and aristocratic attitude.


    His presence caused thevishly dressed female audiences seated in the boxes above to glue their


    eyes on him.


    His icy aura of indifference caused others to keep their distance from him.


    Lucas walked over to the bar and ordered a ss of whiskey without any intention to drink it.


    He still had to pilot a ne tomorrow, and he was not allowed to drink.


    A bearded bartender took the whiskey bottle from the shelf and poured Lucas a ss.


    He was familiar with the types of people who had usually visited the underground boxing ring. However,


    this was his first time seeing this handsome man. In fact, Lucas seemed to be the type who should be


    sitting in the VIP private room on the second floorfortably, instead of being here. There was


    something admirable about this man.


    Hence the bartender gleefully asked Lucas, “Are you here to spectate the final match?”


    “Final match? What do you mean?” Lucas was expressionless as his fingers fiddled with his whiskey


    ss.


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    “Woah, geez! There are actually people who aren’t aware!” The bartender excitedly filled him in. “Do


    you know the ckhand Mafia? They are fighting for territories and had stepped on too many toes. My


    brother, you are lucky to be here today. The final match features the reigning boxing champion, Henry.


    Whoever can defeat him will gain the rights to his turf. The ckhand Mafia has been very aggressive


    recently, and even though other gangs have tried to retaliate, it is said that no one can win against


    Henry!”


    Lucas did not expect to spectate such an exciting match as soon as he arrived.


    The ckhand Mafia had a long history of violent acts, for the aggressive expansion of their turfs.


    He had also heard about this boxing champion, Henry. He had vanquished strong boxers around the


    world in the past few years, and he reigned undefeated.


    The bartender sighed. “There are four mob families currently fighting over the turfs. We had three


    matches yesterday and Henry had won them all. Today is the final match. Have you heard of the


    Shadow Way n?” the bartender asked. “I’d heard that after the don of Shadow Way passed away,


    the n has been in slow decline. Just a few years ago, it was standing toe-to-toe with the ckhand


    Mafia. Unfortunately, after the death of the don, the Shadow Way has always been defeated by the


    ckhand.”


    “Hasn’t Shadow Way n just installed a new leader? Lucas frowned.