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"You should hold your chest out..."

Lynch said softly, "Look at these people in front of you, they are actually nothing great."

"They and you, and me, are essentially the same. We are all human beings. As long as we are human, we will all die."

"You should have killed some people. The method and process of killing these people is no different from killing those people. They should be afraid of you. The problem shouldn't be on you."

Lynch’s words made Austin feel better, and some natural smiles appeared on her face, "You are good at coaxing people."

"I'm just telling the truth!"

Today’s meeting was actually Horn’s temptation. There is no objection to his temptation, which is very good.

Once the Bliss Club is officially established, Horn will be able to grasp more power and obtain more and better development.

He enjoys everything greedily. He has been poor for a long time. Now, it is time for him to take revenge on himself.

The establishment of the Bliss Club will be the next time, and the following will be a carnival.

Girls and boys who barely wear clothes became one of the extravagant embellishments here, and Horn also took everyone to a very special show.

It was an iron cage. He would arrange boxers to enter the competition. There were no laws and no rules. Two people could get down together or alone.

The winner will get a 3% commission of the total bet amount, and Horn will make up for it when it is less than 50,000.

Two boxers, one is a sports coach and the other is a street gangster. They are not professional boxers, boxers, master fighters, or ordinary people.

Only when ordinary people encounter huge troubles, they will desperately.

Those boxers and fighters are not in the ordinary class, and even if they are in trouble, a ring can't be solved.

On the contrary, it is a fighting between ordinary people, which is actually better-looking and more exciting.

Two ordinary people, each with a reason to win, began to fight.

They don't have a complete way of playing, and they won't be like professional fighters. They play very well and give people a strong "technical" feeling.

These two people are fighting between ordinary people, fighting to death.

The two kept waving their fists to greet each other's nose, and constantly hit each other's body with any part of the body that could cause harm. The nosebleed was the first to come out.

Then the corners of the bastard's eyes split open, and the blood fascinated his eyes. He closed one eye and tore the other's ear vigorously.

The physical education teacher's ear was torn in half, and the pain made him feel like a steamed crab.

There are no rules, no time limit, whoever can leave alive is the winner!

The mood of the audience was highly mobilized. The more upper-class society, the more the ruling class, the more they love this brutal violence.

What they like is not just barbaric sports, but the feeling of dominating other people's lives.

The atmosphere at the scene became more and more enthusiastic, and some people even threw a wad of banknotes in from above the iron cage.

Twenty-dollar bills were spilled all over the floor, and those bills were stained red by the blood on the floor!

Most people agree that the physical education teacher can win the final victory because he has better physical fitness and is stronger, but on the contrary, he is the little gangster on the street, thin and weak.

His face is sick, and his slightly thin body makes people worry about whether the physical education teacher can punch him through his torso!

The fighting has lasted until now, and it has been five or six minutes.

From the very beginning, when it was the most intense, it became less intense.

The physical education teacher knelt on one knee and kept beating the bully on the head with his fists.

Just now, the gangster stepped on the banknote and slipped.

The physical education teacher didn't give up this opportunity, and directly rushed to press the **** on his head.

With every fist down, you can hear a dull "bang" sound, like a ring, iron cage, trembling.

The fist is actually not heavy. Until now, the physical education teacher doesn't have much physical strength. Lactic acid prevents him from exerting the strength he should have.

The last two punches were a bit weak.

Some spectators, some spectators who looked like elites in the upper class just now, are no longer so civilized at this time.

They stood up, waved the tickets or banknotes in their hands, and shouted "Kill him"!

The physical education teacher stood up slowly, panting heavily, raised his head, looking at the people outside the iron cage, at the people wearing high-end clothes and waving banknotes in his hands.

There was a moment of confusion in his eyes.

Then, his eyes lowered, he saw the roadside punks on the ground motionless, killing people, which was very strange to him.

He is just a physical education teacher, not a killer, and has never killed anyone.

But now he must kill this person. Only in this way can he get a lot of money and solve the problem he has to solve.

This is a very difficult choice. He doesn't know how to break his neck?

Or use your feet?

He wasn't sure, maybe it would be better to break his neck. He didn't know if he could do it, but he would try his best to do it.

When he grabbed the little **** by his hair and was about to lift him up, the little **** suddenly jumped forward and pounced on the physical education teacher.

He rested for a while, although he was dizzy, but he knew that if he didn't fight back, he might die in the ring.

This flutter is the final outbreak.

He threw himself on the physical education teacher, and opened his mouth to bite the physical education teacher's throat.

He had never used so much strength to bite anything. He could feel that something was constantly twisting, wailing, and cracking while applying pressure on his teeth.

The physical education teacher wanted to break free, but it was too late.

After the throat was crushed, a large amount of blood was produced in the body and poured into the body. The continuously flowing blood pressed the respiratory system, and some blood even choked into the lung lobes.

He has a strong desire to cough, it is the lung lobe calling for help.

But the little **** never let go, his face flushed red, but he couldn't cough it out.

There was a hissing sound from his open mouth, and the weak air current was squeezed out.

He strenuously attacked the person who wrapped his body with his fists, his head, his side waist, and his back, but that person just didn't let go.

The power of the fist is getting weaker and weaker...

The 6-foot-2 physical education teacher, after staggering a few steps, crashed to the ground!

Up to this moment, the little **** didn't open his mouth, he just bitten so hard, trying to cut off all the biting.

The surroundings of the ring fell into dead silence for a short time, and no one thought that it would end in this way, and this just proved the correctness of Horn's choice.

The fights of these ordinary people look better and more tragic than those master fighters.

The moves of the master fighters are deadly, and it may be that for them, it is just a few strokes that tell the winners and losers.

Hammering a fist in a deadly place, or swiftly twisting someone's neck, is not very attractive.

On the contrary, it is not as good as the fight between ordinary people, which is exciting, bloody, and crazy.

After confirming that the physical education teacher was dead, the medical team took the stage to separate the two and then carried it down.

From a certain perspective, this game is actually legal.

Because the two sides signed a waiver of accountability before the game, they promised that they would not hold anyone or any organization accountable, regardless of life, death, or disability.

As for why they are divided into birth and death, that is another matter.

"I'm a little uncomfortable..." Austin is still a little uncomfortable with everything here.

In order to protect the safety of the federal people, they fought with smugglers, smugglers, and warlord militants in Marillo at the border.

But in the Federation, the big figures in the upper class are casually... trampling on the dignity of people's lives.

She felt a strong discomfort.

Lynch nodded, stood up, and handed the ticket in his hand to the waiter, "transfer the money directly to my account."

After speaking, he left with Austin.

The waiter looked at the ticket in his hand, confused, and didn't understand what it meant.

It just meant to cash out the lottery, and then send the money to Lynch.

There are still other meanings he doesn't understand.

Because the amount written on this ticket is only twenty yuan.

Even if the odds of the gangster were very high at the beginning, this ticket can only be exchanged for less than one hundred yuan in cash.

Coming out of the fighting arena, Austin strolled along the edge of the main square, "I don't understand, Lynch."

"Why are you so rich, but you still have to do some disappointing things?"

It's not that she is naive, but she really doesn't understand.

Everything that happened here today was hitting her three views, she didn't quite understand it.

But Lynch lit a cigarette and smoked as he walked, "When you only have one dollar, you just want to fill your stomach."

"When you only have a hundred dollars, you want to have a place to live."

"When you have more money, more desires will naturally breed."

"For the people here, wealth, money, and power are no longer their goals. They need to find something exciting for their lives to tell themselves that they are still alive."

Austin was silent, "But... there is no need to use this way~lightnovelpub.net~ I mean, they can help others."

Lynch was a little surprised, "Why do you think they didn't help others?"

"Maybe the physical education teacher has a terminally ill child, or maybe the only relative of the gangster is in trouble."

"They have a reason to get money, and perhaps it is better to do so than to let them go to society to cause bigger problems."

Lynch flicked the soot, "I'm not saying it is correct, but when we look at the problem, we have to look at it from more angles."

"It's like the smugglers, they just want to live a stable and safe life. You not only ruined their yearning for beauty, you even gave them a shuttle!"

"There is no right and wrong in this world from the beginning. Those are all defined by us."

"You know, thinking that the definition is like some mathematical formula with no results, sometimes it will be wrong!"