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Chapter 90 The Savage Laws Of The Underground Boxing Arena.
Finished After experiencing a series of mishaps, Freya had learned to endure certain things, fear being one of them. Freya entered through a side door, which led to a spiraling staircase descending several floors. underground. Upon reaching the final floor and stepping out through the side door, Freya was greeted by darkness.
Before her was the boxing ring at the center. Inside the octagonal cage, a towering man, bare-chested and covered in tattoos, was pummeling a defeated opponent on the ground. The atmosphere was electric, filled with cheers, whistles, and electronic sounds, punctuated by a beautiful woman holding up a sign.
It felt as if the world had been abruptly cleaved in two, and everything seemed hazy.
Freya instinctively glanced at the slender boy beneath the tattooed man in the cage. As she followed the security guard past the cage, she caught a glimpse of the boy's desperate face. S~Earch the (F)indwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSeeing him. Freya froze. The boy was strikingly handsome, albeit thin. He was being beaten so mercilessly that he was bleeding.
Jacob had once told her that the rules of the underground boxing arena were brutal, with no regard for weight, or even gender, only winners and losers mattered.
Years ago, Nathaniel had made his first fortune by boxing in this underground arena and had caught the attention of the boss of Buranda.
Back then, Nathaniel was as green as a young sapling.
Freya was drawn to the boy because he bore a resemblance to her brother.
Her younger brother had been eight when he disappeared three years ago. He would be eleven now. Freya speculated that he must have grown taller.
"Ms. Gomez... The security guard leading the way halted and called out to Freya.
Freya quickly caught up with the security guard, but couldn't resist stealing another glance at the boy. He was looking back at her, blood seeping from his lips, yet he managed to smile at Freya.
This smile pierced Freya's heart, and she quickly turned away, hurrying after the security guard.
The security guard led the way at a brisk pace, and Freya struggled to keep up.
They swiftly skirted the cage, entered a corridor, and after about thirty meters, arrived at a door.
It appeared to be an office. A few bodyguards, all towering over 6.2 feet, stood outside the door. They were muscular and resembled the bodyguards from Porejimo.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe security guard spoke to one of the bodyguards. The head bodyguard glanced at Freya, causing her to shudder involuntarily.
The bodyguard knocked on the door and entered. After a moment, he emerged and gestured to the 18:54 Thu 4 Julia Chapter 90 The Savage Laws Of The Underground Boxing Arenal may enter Mr. Lloyd Freya realized that the Ares Jacob had mentioned was surnamed Lloyd.
33/%7 Finished She nodded in gratitude, cautiously entered, and was taken aback by the sight before her. The office was neither luxurious nor elegant.
It was a vast, modern space, about a quarter the size of a basketball court.
The minimalist style was evident. The floor was polished white marble, and there were were no windows, only a row of eight electronic screens displaying the ongoing matches in the cage.
On the other two sides, electronic screens displayed frenzied betting. People were placing bets on their favorite boxer's one after another.
The matches in the ring and the betting together painted a picture of madness.
Only the man standing beside the screens, sipping coffee while casually watching the matches, seemed unaffected. He was like an emperor, with a steady stream of wealth flowing into his pocket. 238 X