Except for the assassination and the haze of the theft, everything else seemed to be calm again. Carmine was working, Julia was going to school, Meira, and Kellerman were going shopping, just like before.
Fletcher checked Verak's study progress. He couldn't fault Verak's progress and mastery, so he didn't stay in the bedroom for too long. Verak took advantage of the ample time during the day to review his list and planner.
conducted in-depth research.
In a blink of an eye, it's night.
After dinner, Colin came to the door at the right time.
"Mr. Carmine, good evening Mrs. Mela." After Colin arrived, he looked cheerful as before and greeted the Carmine family. "I made an appointment with Chris to go out tonight."
I'll make a special trip to pick him up in a moment."
"Colin kept inviting me when we went out last time, but I agreed because of the kindness." Verak explained the reason why he and Colin made an appointment to go out.
Carmine did not become suspicious, because he was relatively assured of Verak's current ability, and felt that staying at home would not be conducive to alleviating the suspicion. It would also be a good thing to go out more and lay the foundation for the next work, so he readily agreed to Verak's departure.
The efforts of the past ten days have paid off, and today’s trip is a success.
After successfully exiting the door, Verak couldn't help but stretch his body and groaned comfortably.
When Colin saw Verak come out, he felt much happier and more relaxed: "Are you feeling depressed at home?"
"Yeah, I'm almost suffocated from staying at home all the time." Verak followed Colin and got into the car, "But my body has recovered and I'm ready to get back on track and start working."
"I'm confused. Your family has so much money. Why are you working so hard? Wouldn't it be better to enjoy yourself more?" Colin patted the driver and said, "Let's go to the boxing ring."
"It's far worse than your family." Verak smiled and shook his head, "It's not bad to go out and relax every once in a while. Like you, running here and there every day, I can't take any time off."
Colin sighed: "It's better than when I was a child. At that time, I took you to skip classes and go out to play every day. Unlike now, you can only go out once every ten days. You are really a busy man."
"Isn't there also a physical reason for this?" Verak smiled bitterly.
Colin is a playful person, his parents dote on him, and his family is well-off. At the age of twenty-four, he still eats, drinks, and has fun all day long. He is very different from Chris, who is responsible for the distribution of the Thomas family's records on the surface, but leads the rebel organization behind the scenes.
The car drove for almost forty minutes and stopped only after arriving at the outskirts of Lezein.
"How much money did you bring today?" Colin asked as he got out of the car.
"I didn't bring any money," Verak said.
Colin was very surprised: "Huh? Are you going to watch today?"
"I'll borrow some from you first, so that you can see what it means to be a true god of gambling." Verak planned to use his advantage of knowing the outcome to win a large sum of private money today.
"Just you? You've never won. You give out nicknames like mascots in the boxing ring, and you lose money as weather vanes. Anyway, every time you beat someone to win, I'll avoid that one." Colin dismissed it, "I'll lend you the money.
It’s probably wasted.”
Virak promised a huge sum of money: "Fight me today. If you lose, I will pay you three times the money."
"How do you say that? What kind of access did you get?" Colin was a little curious about why Verak was so confident today, "Is there a shady secret? Do they dare to fake the match under our noses?"
"Don't think too much, it's my intuition." Naturally, Verak couldn't explain it, so he had to drag Colin into a dilapidated building nearby.
"Master Colin, Master Chris." The building looked unremarkable from the outside, but the interior decoration was quite gorgeous. When the waiter at the front desk saw the two people walking in, he bowed to them and saluted them, and led them aside.
promenade.
When I stood outside, I couldn't hear any movement, but as soon as I walked into the corridor, the noisy cheers and curses poured into my ears. Verak hadn't seen the scene yet, but just hearing the sound could make up his mind and make a punch.
There was a fierce fight on the field.
Underground boxing ring.
Under this bustling city, it is one of the most exciting, dirty and bloody places.
It is the first choice place for countless nobles and wealthy people seeking excitement and spending huge sums of money.
There is no legal restriction here. Every boxer is a slave bought from other places by the owner of the underground boxing ring to fight to the death for the entertainment of the nobles. The boxing ring holds five boxing matches every night, and the competition system is defense and attack.
The boxers are one on one, and the game will only end if one of them is beaten to death.
Verak and Colin walked through the corridor under the guidance of the waiter, and what came into view was a boxing ring. The total of the stepped auditoriums was estimated to be an underground space the size of a regular football field.
At this time, the auditorium was full of people, or to be more precise, it was full of people. They were whistling and yelling, and everyone was acting like a lunatic, not hiding their ugliness.
"I'm a little late, but fortunately the first round has just started. Let's go, Chris." Colin looked around at the two strong men who were fighting hand-to-hand in the boxing ring. He did not go down the stairs and entered the auditorium, but entered from a
Go up the side stairs and arrive at the spacious top-level auditorium.
The auditorium they were in was at a high place, and they could directly overlook the fight between the boxers.
"Colin, Chris, long time no see!"
Many nobles sitting on the sofa, drinking wine and hugging beautiful ladies greeted the two.
"After a lot of effort, we finally invited Chris here." Colin teased Verak in front of everyone.
Verak responded with a smile.
The two of them sat on the sofa they had reserved and watched the game.
Colin crossed his legs and stared at the competition below: "Who did you beat?"
"Aren't you asking nonsense? Of course it's Kiqi. If you haven't been here during this time, you probably don't know. Kiqi has won more than 20 games in a row. He has almost no opponents. Everyone basically suppresses him." A seated person said.
The blond man on the sofa next to them replied.
"I know he is very powerful, but it doesn't matter if he wins all the time. The boss will probably buy someone more powerful, right?" Colin said.
"At the moment... I haven't bought it yet." As soon as the blond man finished speaking, in the boxing ring, the 1.9-meter-tall and muscular Kichi punched his opponent in the face, sending him flying away. As of now
, the first game has only started one minute.
After the opponent fell, Kiki walked over slowly, raised his hands and enjoyed the applause.
The blond man sipped his wine with satisfaction and threw down a handful of banknotes. The banknotes floated down from the top-level auditorium above, making the already crowded ordinary auditorium even more lively.
Seeing this, Verak said to Colin: "Just follow me later."
"Pressing Kichi? The winning rate is not high, there is nothing interesting about it." Colin shook his head, showing little interest.
On the boxing field, Kiqi walked up to his opponent who was lying on the ground and was struggling to stand up. He stomped on the opponent's head with his feet, roaring like he was ravaging an ant, and stepped on the opponent more than ten times in a row.
A pool of blood flowed from the opponent's mouth and nose, and he lost his breath.
"His next opponent will be his next opponent," Verak said.