death of hope

On the surface, it looks like an ordinary tavern.

Che also walked in, slapped the money on the bar, and said the code to the bartender:
"Blood のメアリー, ice は enters れない."

(Get a Bloody Mary without ice.)
"Young master from the mountain family? This is too much... You can come in for free..."

"Take it, no need to look for it, the rest is a tip."

"thanks……"

"Just treat ordinary customers as you would. Instead of going to the VIP room, this distinguished guest wants to experience the authentic game."

"As you wish...

Two distinguished guests!Xiao Wu!Xiao Wu! ?This kid!What about playing games again? ! "

The bartender waved to his colleagues: "Hanako, take the guests to the seats in the front row. You are the only one who has questions about the reception!"

There was a sound of the door opening behind him, and a group of panting big men came in. The senator's bodyguard parked far away and was exhausted from running here.

"Lady Baroness...wait for us!"

·
Follow the waiter to the hidden compartment and take the elevator to the underground.

The competition venue is much larger than expected, half the size of a football field.

Although the ventilation system is perfect, the air is still slightly dirty, filled with the smell of blood and tobacco.

The light was weakened by the smoke, making it a bit dim, and you could barely see the advertisements and posters on the wall.

The coated paper held in the hands of the audience is the schedule, and the player information is an important reference for betting, all compiled by professionals.

Some people cheered wildly, while others stamped their feet and cursed. You can tell whether you won or lost the bet by looking at their expressions.

·
The senator has seen the world and is not averse to such a place where dragons and snakes are mixed. He followed Toru to the front row.

The seats are surprisingly comfortable, covered in faux leather and wrapped in thick foam.

The bodyguard pulled out an M9 combat dagger and cut open the leather surface to check whether there was any suspicious device inside the seat. The waiter was frightened.

"The inspection is over. Please take a seat, Lady Baroness~" said the leading bodyguard.

"Hey, poor me, I can only sit on the scratched chair~"

Tetsuya thought to himself that the old lady must have ordered the bodyguard not to check the car before.

This fully demonstrates her trust in the family on the mountain.

The head of the bodyguard told his men: "Everyone sit around the boss. If you find anyone suspicious, shoot him immediately."

"YES, SIR!"

It was only then that Tetsuya remembered the true identity of the bodyguard leader. Uncle Deng had always mentioned this person before;
Miles Hutton

The famous mercenary leader, the ace of the "Blackwater" military contractor, has repeatedly won arduous battles in which fewer people defeated more.Such a powerful person is willing to do whatever it takes for this old lady.

·
The senator looked through the betting reference materials with interest, while Tetsuya paid more attention to what happened on the court.
There is a circle of dry straw stacks in the middle of the field, and inside the hay stack is the arena.

The host held the microphone, stepped on the straw pile, and explained very hard:

"Winner! Caucasus Eagle! Ivan Chasulov!"

The victorious man's face was covered with blood. He did a backflip and ran back and forth cheering and celebrating. It looked like he had made a lot of money.

His opponent lay on the ground wailing and was taken away on a stretcher.

That's what combat sports are like, take someone else's credit and win your own.

For some unknown reason, a few spectators in the back row got into a fight, probably because of the money being staked.

The senator was not afraid at all. He covered his mouth and said with a smile: "This vote is worth buying. We are fighting on and off the court ~ highlighting the excitement ~"

The bodyguards put their hands into their clothes again, with expressions as if they wanted to kill everyone in the venue.
The waiter carrying the drinks was so frightened that the cups on the tray rattled.

·
The spectators separated the fighting men and dragged them to unknown places.

There was another cry not far away. It seemed that he had lost a lot and lost all the coffins.

"It's lively enough. It's much more interesting than the orchestral performance the mayor invited me to~"

The senator handed over the booklet in his hand:

"After a quick look, I realized that this competition is quite cruel. People are often maimed or even killed."

Che didn't dare to neglect, and took it with both hands respectfully:
"Underground boxing is like this. If you are disgusted with violence, let's go to another place."

"How can you be disgusted? After all, that is the essence of human beings~"

·
Just flip through a few pages and see the list of players who will appear in the next few games;
(The golden beast...what?! Is it that guy?!)

Tetsuya was so angry that he coughed, stood up, bowed and said:
"My Lady, I'm sorry...please allow me to excuse myself for a moment..."

"What do you think of me, kid? Am I so cruel that I won't let you go to the toilet and watch you suffocate to death~"

The senator waved his hand: "Go, don't miss the game~"

"Be back soon...a few minutes..."

Tetsuya hurriedly bowed and retreated, accidentally stepping on the bodyguard's leather shoes.

"Brother, I'm sorry~"

The bodyguard frowned and glared at him until his back disappeared into the backstage passage.