Modern: I prove the supernatural as a mortal

Chapter 179
Black market arena, lounge.

"This battle is the last battle I will fight for you. After this battle, no matter whether we win or lose, we will settle our grievances from now on, and it will no longer matter."

A young man sat in a chair, with a cloth bandage wrapped around his hand, said.

The young man was dressed in ordinary casual clothes, cloth shoes, and a wooden mask on his face, which looked like an eagle but not an eagle, with only a pair of eyes exposed, calm and somewhat depressed.

The young man, who is the king of fighting who is about to fight, has a silent face.

"It's such a pity, you should have a higher achievement, if you want, we can make you a world-famous fighter."

A man in black stood up, and spread his hands when he heard the words, with an authentic expression of regret.

"I'm not interested in these."

"No matter what, today will be my last battle on the black market fighting arena."

Tightening the bandage on Momo's face, he stood up and walked out while speaking.

"Ah--"

"The last battle..."

Looking at Mo's back, the man in black smiled, lit a cigarette, the smoke was lingering, and there was a faint gloomy look in his eyes.

……

……

"Everyone, today, we will usher in an exciting battle, a duel between two fighting kings. The mysterious fighter will face off against the wild wolf king Andrew. Who will be the winner? Who will be the winner?" The real fighting king will be revealed in today's battle. Let us witness this powerful duel together!"

Lighting mapping, loud voices, and on the arena, the host lures and incites people's frenzy.

"Once you set foot on this arena, many things are beyond your control. After all, the silent face can't hide, and it will go on stage again."

In the auditorium, Tang Li, Chen Puyang and members of the inspection team were already sitting in their seats, waiting to witness the battle.

"Now, the fighters are asked to silently face--"

"And Wolf King Andrew on stage!"

As the host shouted, Silent Face and Wolf King Andrew stepped onto the arena one after another.

Mo Mian is still in casual clothes, wearing a mask, with calm eyes.

"Hey, Momian, you coward, you finally dare to fight. Today, I will tear you to pieces. I am the real king of fighting!"

Andrew raised his arms high, showing his muscles, mocking and provoking to the silent face.

"Wolf King Andrew, you are the strongest!"

"Wolf King!"

"Wolf King, you are the real king of fighting!"

"Wolf King, tear him apart!"

……

Cheers erupted from the surrounding auditorium.

Andrew's brutal and bloody fighting style won him a lot of popularity.

On the arena, there are coolly dressed girls parading around holding their number plates. Adrenaline mixed with hormones makes people more enthusiastic and even crazy.

"start!"

As the bell rang, the battle began.

Wolf King Andrew roared wildly, and rushed towards the silent face.

Silence and calm eyes.

The two collided.

The fighting quickly became intense.

Andrew was fierce and violent, like a heavy armor, attacking the silent face round after round, like a storm, making people unable to breathe.

The silent face always responds calmly.

……

"Ok?"

Looking at the fighting on the arena, Tang Li's eyes flickered slightly.

Silently, still hiding clumsiness.

Moreover, the mask on his face is somewhat unusual.

Tang Li felt a hint of mystery on this mask.With the silent fighting and fighting, this mask also seems to have spirituality, like breathing and breathing, constantly gathering and absorbing the energy of heaven and earth.

There is a secret hidden in this mask.

……

boom--
On the arena, during the fight, Momian stepped out, knocked away Andrew's blocking arms, and punched him again, knocking him back.

thump thud thump --
Andrew took seven or eight steps back, his muscular body shaking the arena.His expression sank, he roared and rushed towards the silent face again.However, as soon as he stepped out, he stepped on his silent face, twisted his waist and turned sideways, and his right arm fell like a whip, hitting Andrew's forehead.Bang——, Andrew's body swayed, his knees fell to the ground, his eyes became dazed and dull, blood overflowed from his mouth, and he fell to the ground.

Momian stood up quietly, looking at Andrew who fell to the ground, his eyes were calm, and there was a trace of indifference.

As if all of this, to him, was just an extremely common thing.

Even a little tired.

"Silence face!"

"Silence face!"

……

The surrounding auditorium was silent for a while, and then burst into cheers.

On this arena, only the winner can win cheers, support, and cause frenzy.

in the hustle--
Mo Mian had stepped off the arena, turned and left.

"It seems that the silent face is better after all."

"Momian probably hides a secret..."

In the auditorium, Chen Puyang thought in his eyes and said.

He also has some research on ancient martial arts and fighting, and he can vaguely see the silent face, which is a bit unusual.

"what?"

Suddenly, he turned his head to look, only to find that at some point, Tang Li had already left on the seat, and there was no one there.

……

……

The night was shrouded, and it was as dark as ink.

A full moon has been hidden in the clouds.

The street lamps flickered, casting a faint light.

In the trail, walk silently.

He left the noisy and frenzied arena, and walked in the darkness like a lone wolf.

He seemed to have something on his mind and was in a hurry.

Suddenly, as if he had sensed something, Mo Mo's footsteps stopped and stopped in the road.

"Finally found you."

"Abandoned him!"

At both ends of the path, crowds poured out, and men in black, armed with sabers, approached the silent face.

Momian pressed the mask with his palm.

In the mask, the eyes became calm, low, and cold.

He stepped out to meet the crowd.

Like a lone wolf finally showing its fangs, the silent face is no longer low-key and silent.He walks through the crowd, his fingers are like knives, his whole body is turned into a weapon, he cuts his throat, cuts off his hands and feet, or kills his opponents. Blood splashes and street lamps shine like a god of death, harvesting life.

After a few moments.

In the trail, everything became calm again.

tick-
tick-
Standing silently, the crowd fell down, or sat slumped, with blood everywhere, and even with stumped limbs and arms. It was chaotic, messy, and dead silent.

"Are you members of the Polar Bear Club?"

"How do you know my whereabouts and pass by here?"

Silence asked the leader of the crowd.

The leader was also covered in blood, and sat slumped against the wall, looked at Mo's face, sneered, and said:
"What do you think? A fighter who wants to be free is no longer valuable to the black market fighting club. What they want is a fighting machine that can continuously create wealth and gather popularity for them. You are strong, but What's the use? Hey, from the moment you step on the arena, it's impossible to have freedom anymore. Either you die on the arena, or you are abandoned and attacked by crowds, and your death will only be more miserable. Even sadder..."

"My whereabouts will be leaked to you by black market fighting?"

"not good--"

Mo Mian suddenly realized something, and his expression changed.

These people are just here, delaying him.

Their real target is the people he guards!

"No!"

Mo Mian could no longer be calm, and ran out.

……

……

"call--"

"call--"

On the outskirts of the small town, covered with snow, lies a house.

Panting silently, he appeared in front of the house.

He stepped on the snow and looked forward, his expression became a little desperate.

A middle-aged man with a cane stood in front of the house, waiting for him.

The middle-aged man was the one who used to build momentum for the wolf king Andrew in the black market arena, and the layout made him fight silently.

He is the leader of the gang Ice Bears, Josh Chokov.

Seven days ago, Mo Mian had a conflict with a gang. In order to protect himself, he had no choice but to kill them.

Since then, the silent face has also been silent.

Unexpectedly, in the end, I still had to fight.

And the leader of that gang is Josh's cousin.

"Hey, it's not easy to find you at last!"

Looking at Mo's face, Josh grinned, showing a mouthful of white teeth, with a grim expression.

Around the house, people in black stood standing.

"elder brother……"

In the crowd, a young girl was tied to a chair.The girl's body is thin and thin, her long hair is loose, her body trembles slightly in the cold wind, she looks at Mo's face, and tears can't help but fall from her eyes.

"Is this your sister?"

"Her body doesn't seem to be very good. So, did you fight in the black market fighting arena because of her? Hehe, what a pair of brothers and sisters with deep affection and affection, it's touching!"

Josh reached out and pinched the girl's cheek, and smiled.

"Let go of her!"

Mo Mian's eyes were red, and he roared in his mouth.

"Aren't you good at fighting? Come if you have the ability!"

Josh took out his pistol and pointed it at the silent face.

Momo bowed his body, stepped on the ground with his feet, and wanted to rush out, but he couldn't help but hesitated when he saw Josh's hand wrapped around the girl's neck.

boom--
Josh pulled the trigger and fired.

On Mo Mian's calf, blood burst out, he groaned, and knelt down on the ground, the blood stained the surrounding snow red.

"Hey, I see you, how else can you fight?"

Josh stood in front of Mo Mian with a cane, and with a sudden wave of his palm, he slapped Mo Mian on the face.On the side of Momian's head, the mask worn on his face was blown away, revealing a slightly handsome and somewhat pale youthful face.

The mask flew out and fell into the snow.

"Brother, leave me alone..."

"Go away, don't worry about me, I don't want to hurt you anymore..."

Seeing all this, the girl's eyes were full of tears, she shook her head and cried.

"Let my sister go, these things have nothing to do with her. If you want revenge, come at me. I will take care of whatever you want. Don't involve Anna! Our affairs have nothing to do with her!"

Silently roared.

"Unfortunately, it's not your decision now."

"Hmph, no matter how you can fight, so what? Now, you can't let me manipulate you? Don't worry, I promise, I will treat you well."

Josh shook his finger, said in his mouth, raised his pistol, and pressed it on the silent brow.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, he seemed to notice something and looked up.

With one hand, he picked up the mask that fell on the ground.

(End of this chapter)