This continuous series of fatal attacks, each punch and kick was like an art, making people's blood boil and hold their breaths. Their entire body felt like it was at a climax, and every pore revealed a boiling sense of pleasure.
Kieran landed on the ground, and everyone fell silent. Looking at the beating heart in Kieran's hand, everyone felt a wave of difficulty breathing.
Then, the audience who had reacted erupted with the most enthusiastic cheers of the day. Everyone kept calling out Kieran's title!
Tyrant, Tyrant
"Roar!"
At this moment, Kieran suddenly let out a deafening sound. His voice drowned out everyone's screams, causing them to immediately be stunned and fall silent.
This roar was the sound of Kieran's Qi chanting. This method of making sounds was also a practice for the Qi Master path in the future.
"Today is my last match. After today, I, Kieran Stark, will retire from boxing!”
After Kieran finished speaking, he walked off the stage and headed to the backcourt.
Kieran did not have a coach or an agent. He had to handle everything by himself. After all, what was the point of finding a coach? Did he know anything about Pugilists?
Therefore, no one could dissuade Kieran from his decision.
After Kieran left, the scene immediately exploded. The host tried his best to salvage the scene, but he couldn't withstand the dissatisfaction of most people. Bottles and jars were thrown all over the ground.
In the VIP seats above the audience, a man wearing sunglasses and cynically hugging two supermodels was stunned when he heard Kieran's name.
"So it's him…Happy, I remember that this is Jin Bing's territory, right? Do we have any interactions with him?"
The man asked a fat bodyguard beside him.
"You're asking me about business? Boss, you should go back and ask Pepper. I don't know, but you should know the best, right?”
Happy said helplessly. How would he know about this?
"I'm afraid not. Would Jin let an expert like Kieran leave so easily? Let's go back first. I remember that Ross knows Kim Bing!”
The man left the arena with Happy.
background
"Paul, are you saying that you don't want to give me my money?”
Kieran looked at a middle-aged man with a small mustache and a cunning face with a surprised expression.
"Kieran, you didn't hear wrongly. Your appearance fee this time is 500,000 USD, plus the 5,000,000 USD capital that you bet on yourself at the peripheral casinos, and the 1,000,000 USD that you won, a total of 6.5 million USD.”
Paul said with a sinister smile.
The group of burly men at the side also revealed gloating smiles. They all knew the reason.
"Then, what is the reason that made you live enough?”
Kieran suddenly grinned, then grabbed Paul's neck and lifted him up under Paul's frightened eyes, allowing Paul to swing his hands and feet in the air.
"You, you disobeyed Jin Bing. Do you think you can still, cough cough, still live?”
Anyone who went against Jin Bing's words would die. This was something that the underworld knew.
Paul didn't receive any news that Kieran would withdraw today. Furthermore, Paul was a subordinate of King and controlled the peripheral casinos. He knew very well that Kieran should have lost the match today.
However, Kieran didn't do that. In Paul's opinion, he was courting death.
Thus, Paul's thoughts became lively.
Anyway, Kieran was going to die, and it would definitely happen tonight. Paul only needed to take Kieran's 6.5 million, and after Kieran died, no one would come to ask for this debt.
"I know what you're thinking, but I'm still alive. Don't you think you're too stupid? Go in peace!"
Kieran calmly looked at Paul, whose face was full of fear. He had already figured out the crux of the matter. He gently exerted force with his hand and directly broke Paul's neck.
From the beginning to the end, none of the burly men dared to come over to help. They all knew how powerful Kieran was.
"Where is my money?"
Kieran turned to the group of burly men and asked expressionlessly.
"It's, it's in this box!"
The burly man pointed at a black leather box beside him and said.
"That's right. Half a year ago, I spent a lot of money on training equipment. I spent all the millions I stole and blackmailed from the gang. I've earned so much by betting 5,000 USD continuously in the past half a year. Looks like I can buy some new equipment again!”
Kieran picked up the box and opened it, then nodded in satisfaction and left.
Kieran spent a lot of money on training equipment, an average of one to two million yuan a year. This was also the reason why Kieran worked so hard to earn money.
In addition to the underworld and underground boxing, Kieran also worked part-time as a coach of a top judo club and a top tattoo artist.
These were all closely related to the Grandmaster of Combat.
Just like today, Kieran had received an invitation to get a tattoo in the middle of the night. The other party had offered a good price.
Kieran couldn't care less about why the other party would do it in the middle of the night. Who didn't have a special habit?
Kieran didn't go back to Manhattan because he still had a tattoo tonight. Instead, he ordered a cocktail at a bar next to the underground boxing arena in Manhattan.
Moreover, Kieran knew that the battle tonight was not over yet, so he was waiting for the other party to arrive.
The bar was very noisy and crowded, and there were many beautiful women among them.
These people were all immersed in the temptation of alcohol, explosive music, and flesh.
After rejecting all the beautiful women, Kieran exchanged phone numbers with a blonde young woman in a white collar suit and stockings. However, he also told her that he couldn't do it today because he had something to do tonight.
Kieran's looks were quite passable. Coupled with his calm expression and the unique temperament that came from cultivating qi, he was simply a woman's poison.
Therefore, Kieran had never lacked women, but he had never fallen in love with women.
A gentle place was a hero's tomb. Kieran pursued unlimited power, but he was afraid that he would fall.
In this world, people with power could get the life they wanted. With Kieran's ability, it was very easy for him to fall.
The young woman did not express her dissatisfaction with Kieran's rejection tonight. Instead, she gently invited Kieran to dance on the dance floor, and Kieran readily agreed.
On the dance floor, the young woman continued to twist her waist and stick close to Kieran. Kieran did not resist, and he followed the feeling as he swayed and stuck close to the young woman. An ambiguous aura slowly spread from the man and woman.
Just as Kieran was about to take her to his tattoo parlor to have a go, the person he was waiting for finally arrived.
A dozen burly men had surrounded Kieran. Then, a young man who looked similar to Paul, who had just been strangled to death by Kieran, rushed towards Kieran with a wine bottle in his hand. Then, he raised the wine bottle and was about to smash Kieran's head.
"Pa!"
"Bang!"
"Ah!"
Kieran didn't even look at the young man's actions. He gently reached out and picked up a wine bottle. He casually threw it over with his wrist and smashed it on the young man's head.
What was even more shocking was that the small bottle was actually very powerful when thrown by Kieran. The young man was immediately sent flying by the bottle, and the shattered glass pierced his face. He revealed an expression of disbelief before falling heavily to the ground without a sound.
It turned out that his neck had also been cut by the wine bottle.
"Ah! Murder!"
This caused the crowd to scream non-stop, and the music stopped. The young woman in Kieran's arms also showed a terrified expression, and she tightly pulled on Kieran's jacket.
"Walker, it's you! Who is this kid?"
Kieran didn't care about the chaos in the field. He gently patted the young woman's back and comforted her. He glanced at the burly men who surrounded her and asked an Asian.
This Asian man was called Walker, a Chinese fighter. He had failed to challenge Kieran two months ago, but Kieran did not cripple him on account that they were of the same origin.
"It's Paul's son. He heard that Paul was killed by you, so he followed you!”
Walker said with an uncertain expression.
"Walker, why are you talking so much to this kid? There are so many of us. I don't believe that he's that powerful! If you guys don't want to go, I'll go first!"
A fat man said with a murderous look.
Kieran recognized some of these men, while others didn't.
On the other hand, some of them knew Kieran's power, while some of them didn't.
"Don't be rash. Tyrant isn't an ordinary person. This time, we might lose.”
Another one-eyed white man with long legs said seriously.
"Ha, Daofu, you've been blinded in one eye by me, yet you're still able to keep your cool! Let's go somewhere else!"
Kieran smiled at the one-eyed man, then pinched the young woman's smooth cheeks and whispered into her ear,"
"I'll send you my address tomorrow. I'll wait for you at home.”
Kieran left the young woman and walked towards the entrance of the bar.
Wherever Kieran went, the burly men surrounding him could not help but make way for him. However, they still followed him closely, afraid that he would run away.
In a dirty and dark alley outside the bar, Kieran leaned against the wall and said to the thirteen burly men who were slowly approaching,
"Jin Bing sent you? That shouldn't be the case. Jin Bing could easily deal with all of you. It seems that there are still people hiding. Let me take a look!”
Kieran felt that something was amiss. As he spoke, he used his Qi Perception to sense his surroundings. As expected, he discovered seven or eight shooters hiding in the buildings on both sides, in the distance, and around the corner.
"Gunner, I see. You want to test me like this?”
Kieran's muttering caused the expressions of the dozen or so boxers who had surrounded him to change slightly. Among them, Fatty, who had been unable to hold it in at the bar, said sternly,
"So what if you know? You won't be able to escape today!"
"Escape? You're thinking too much. I'll let you see what a real street fight is like before you die!”
Kieran suddenly grinned, then looked at the sand on the ground. He suddenly threw out a leg like a phantom and shoveled twice. The sand on the ground immediately scattered like bullets and shot towards the surroundings.
This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]