"Bang!""Pa!""Ah!" "Kill them!" "He!"
In the dark night of lightning and thunder, in a brightly lit wide training room on the top floor of a building, an intense fight was going on. The sound of fighting kept coming, and the two burly men in suits waiting outside the door were frightened.
The two of them looked at each other and saw a look of relief on each other's faces.
The two of them knew that when they opened the door later, there would definitely be a few people who would die, a few who would be crippled, and some might even turn into meat paste.
Suddenly, the sound stopped. The two of them pricked up their ears, but they could only hear the faint moans of pain. The two of them knew that the fight for the day was over.
Just like yesterday, the day before yesterday, and every day before that, it did not take more than 30 seconds from start to finish.
"Pass down the order to continue to spend a lot of money to search for manpower!”
Soon, a dignified, cruel, but calm and cold voice came from inside.
"Yes, sir!"
The two people outside the door quivered and quickly answered. Then, they began to make calls in a hurry.
in the room
"Today's batch didn't work, so I only warmed up. What a waste!”
A burly bald white man put away the murderous look in his eyes. He did not even look at the ten burly men of different skin colors who were in a mess and covered in blood. He walked to the side and was about to take the suit that he had taken off 30 seconds ago.
Beside him, there was a young man with black hair and eyes. He was wearing a leather jacket and jeans. He had not said a word since the beginning. He just calmly watched the extremely cruel fight that took place in these 30 seconds.
No, it shouldn't be a fight. This was just a slaughter of completely unequal strength.
"Kieran, why aren't you saying anything? Why don't you come and play?"
The bald white man who had picked up his suit turned around and looked at the young man's calm expression. He spoke as if everything that had happened just now and the blood in front of him were insignificant and not even worth mentioning.
"Not interested! Jin Bing, why did you call me here? Could it be that you want me to see you lose your temper?”
The black-haired young man named Kieran by Jin did not change his expression as he looked at the burly bald white man and asked softly.
"Kid, I didn't lose my temper!”
Jin Bing narrowed his eyes. When he heard the young man call his name without any fear in his tone, Jin Bing narrowed his eyes and a murderous aura began to condense.
However, King did not show any expression on his face, so no one could tell what he was thinking.
"Five died today, one was beaten into meat paste by you, and four were crippled. The last time I came, you only killed one!”
"Although the remaining nine are still crippled!”
The young man looked at the situation in the arena and said rudely.
There were nine people and a pile of meat paste in the field. Two of them were moaning in pain just now, but they had already fainted.
Through his senses, the young man knew that four of them were no longer breathing and had no heartbeat. They were obviously dead. The remaining four were also unconscious.
Their limbs were either twisted or broken, or there were large dents on their chests or waists. It was obvious that Jin Bing was very cruel.
As for that pile of meat paste, 30 seconds ago, it was still a living Muay Thai expert.
"That's because they're too weak!"
Jin Bing stared at Kieran for a long time, and the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly dissipated. Then, he said coldly, put on his suit, and sat on the chair at the desk in front of him.
Jin Bing, the king of the underworld, the most powerful gang leader in the Federation. He almost unified the entire underworld in the Federation. Currently, he was only missing the integration of New York.
Jin Bing's original name was Wilson Fishker. He was a calm, evil, cruel, and extremely intelligent underworld emperor.
Jin Bing himself possessed a powerful individual strength that could not be underestimated, which could be seen from the battle just now.
The ten people who had fallen were all fighting experts from all over the world.
However, even though Jin Bing was fighting against ten people, they could not last more than 30 seconds. This showed how terrifying Jin Bing's strength was.
Moreover, Jin Bing was a very self-disciplined person. Since he was a teenager, he had been undergoing high-intensity physical training every day.
After becoming the king of the underworld, he had to fight against ten martial arts masters from all over the world every day, and every time, the battle would end within 30 seconds.
After becoming the king of the underworld, Jin Bing did not show his emotions. No one dared to guess Jin Bing's thoughts.
In front of this cruel and cold king, obeying orders was the only thing they could do.
"Why did you call me here today?"
Kieran asked this question again. He was actually a little puzzled.
Kieran did not have much contact with Jin Bing. He only practiced underground boxing in one of Jin Bing's underground boxing arenas. Half a year ago, Jin Bing took a fancy to Kieran and called him over to be his sparring partner.
Just like the ten people today.
At that time, King defeated the others and fought fiercely with Kieran for ten minutes. In the end, the two sides were tied.
However, Jinbing could feel that Kieran did not use his full strength at all. He had always looked calm and collected. This shocked Jinbing, but at the same time, he secretly remembered Kieran and gave him the right to speak on equal terms.
Just like earlier, Kieran had called Jin Bing by his name. Jin Bing instinctively gathered his murderous aura, but in the end, he didn't make a move.
King never fought a battle he was not confident in. Before he knew Kieran's strength, King would not act rashly.
However, King wouldn't allow someone who wasn't under his control to be under his command forever, so he called Kieran over this time and prepared to take things slowly.
"How are your preparations for the later match? The opponent was an expert from Russia who was known as the " Death Robot ". He had been through hundreds of battles and was extremely ruthless!”
Jin Bing glanced at Kieran and asked.
"I have already prepared his stretcher. This time, he only needs one leg!”
Kieran didn't care about his opponent's strength at all. These ordinary people had limited strength, even if today's opponent was a very famous fierce person who had a death rate of 80% after going on stage.
In Kieran's mind, only those superheroes and supervillains in the future would make him pay attention. His battlefield would also be there, not the underground boxing arena.
"No, this time, you will lose!"
Jin Bing grinned after hearing this for a long time. Then, a cold voice sounded in Kieran's ear.
"Are you sure?"
Kieran's expression finally changed. He narrowed his eyes and asked softly.
"I'm sure, because I said it! Kid, this time, you'll lose. My opponent Frank Amick has placed a heavy bet on you!”
Jin Bing's eyes flickered. He liked the feeling of having powerful people slowly submit to him.
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