Chapter 671 Loosen Up A Bit!
The boxing arena spanned approximately 400 square meters, providing ample space for the event.
It had a seating capacity of over two hundred spectators.
Each chair was equipped with a smart betting machine, allowing the audience to ce their bets
conveniently. Adjacent to the ring, VIP rooms were constructed with walls made of one-way ss.
This design allowed guests to enjoy a clear view of the matches while maintaining privacy.
Kingsley asked as he looked at the empty seats. "Mr. Howe, what time does your boxing arena
open?"
Baron''s excitement was evident as he replied, "Usually after 8.00PM. So, Boss Nicolson, would you
be interested in catching a few matches?"
He held immense confidence in both his venue and his crew.
Despite the ck Boxer Gang''s inferiority in weaponry and territorial controlpared to other
factions, when it came to individual strength, they surpassed every other force in the entire
Underworld of Sris.
Even the least skilled member of the gang could easily handle five or six regr individuals on their
own. In a one-on-one confrontation, he feared no one, not even a member of the Cole Gang!
That was why Baron eagerly wished for Kingsley to stay and witness a few matches. Perhaps, after
observing the awe-inspiring power of the ck Boxer Gang, Kingsley would hold him in even
greater esteem.
Seeing Baron''s eager gaze, Kingsley smiled faintly and said, "Sure, I have some free time tonight."
He had nned toe here and spar with the ck Boxer fighters to awaken hisbat agility.
Today was the perfect opportunity, and he could not help but feel a bit excited.
Baron was overjoyed. "That''s great! Boss Nicholson, let''s have a drink togetherter and enjoy the
matches tonight."
"Okay." Kingsley nodded, then suddenly had a thought and asked, "Mr. Howe, are there any rules
for watching the matches?"
"Rules?" Baron was puzzled. "Every spectator is required to ce a bet. The minimum bet is at
least a thousand. After all… We need to sustain ourselves, right?" With a smirk, he continued,
"Apart from that, there are no other rules. If a spectator isn''t satisfied by what they see and desires
to enter the ring, it''s permitted. They just have to sign a waiver."
Kingsley''s eyes brightened at that. "That''s fantastic! I''d like to loosen up a bit too."
"You want to get into the ring?" Baron eximed in surprise. "I know you''re skilled, but once you
step in, it will be a blood bath."
Unless there was a challenger, they would usually manipte the oue of the matches
internally. However, they had to maintain the illusion of a brutal battle on the surface. It would
continue until one side was on the brink of death and conceded defeat.
The more intense and gruesome the spectacle, the better. Otherwise, the audience would hardly be
convinced.
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Therefore, when he heard Kingsley express his desire to participate, Baron found himself in a
dilemma. Given Kingsley''s slender physique, the audience would undoubtedly bet against him.
If, by chance, Kingsley emerged victorious, it would not be a problem. But if he lost, the losses for
today''s event would be substantial. Even if he managed to win, a blood-soaked disy was still
imperative.
How many of the affluent spectators could truly discern the nuances of the fights? Were they not all
here for the spectacle?
As Baron envisioned Kingsley drenched in blood inside the ring, a cold sweat started trickling down
his forehead. If Kingsley were to hold him ountable afterward, his fate would be sealed!
Having perceived Baron''s thoughts, Kingsley smiled and said, "I understand your concerns, so don''t
worry. If I step into the ring, I will only win, not lose! As for the audience wanting excitement, it''s as
simple as can be. I just need to beat my opponent to a pitiful state, and it will surely satisfy the
twisted desires of those spectators."