When Clementson arrived, all he saw were two lifeless corpses, which made the usually gentle man couldn't help but curse.
Of course, Clementsen was not angry because of the death of Antoni Marcus. He came from Tang Long's era. He had seen many great boxers, and he was already indifferent to the life and death of boxers.
However, Downey's death here made Clementson feel very troubled.
Although Downey also signed the death contract, as the godfather of one of the largest Italian mafia organizations in the world, the consequences of Downey's death here are obviously very serious.
At the very least, the underground order in many cities in the United States and Italy will undergo great changes. The Downey family will also be attacked by other forces. Maybe the plot in the "Godfather" movie in the 1960s and 1970s will become real.
performed again.
With a gloomy expression, Clementson pointed to Antoni Marcus, who was still smiling after death, and said: "Pull his body down to me and give it to Rudolph..."
Clementson had already thought about it, and the Queen would come forward to handle this matter, but Downey died at the hands of Antony Marcus, so Rudolph would naturally have to bear some responsibility.
"Clementson, what do you mean?"
Rudolf had just woken up from the scene where Antoni Marcus was shot to death by Ye Tian. Before he had time to think about how much loss this defeat would bring to him, he heard Clementsen's words.
This made Rudolf very unhappy. He was not afraid of the power behind Clementsen and directly vented his anger and anger on Clementsen.
Just when the two were about to quarrel, a feminine voice rang out, "Okay, you don't have to quarrel anymore, the Queen will handle this matter, Rudolph, I won't make it difficult for you!"
The speaker was a middle-aged man wearing a snow-white suit. He looked at the bloody Antonimachus on the ground with disgust, took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth, and said: "Rudolph, I guess you don't want to take him back either."
Right? How about throwing him into the sea?"
A boxer who has lost his life, even if he was a world champion boxing champion during his lifetime, will be nothing more than a corpse after death. In the eyes of these powerful people, the value of this corpse is not even as good as the dead pet in their home.
The middle-aged man in the white suit obviously had a lot of status. As soon as he said this, the guards present did not even ask Rudolph for his opinion. They directly took out a bag containing the body and tried to put Antoni Marcus in it.
"etc!"
Ye Tian's voice suddenly rang out, and he didn't know when he had walked out of the iron fence and arrived at the place where everyone was gathering.
After hearing Ye Tian's voice, the faces of the super rich people changed and they took several steps back. The strength and wildness that Ye Tian showed in the boxing ring made them all feel deeply.
of fear.
Even the guards holding body bags threw away the bags in their hands, held them tightly with their right hands around their waists, and stopped in front of the middle-aged man in a white suit.
"Mr. Ye Tian, do you have any objection to my handling of Antony Marcus?"
The middle-aged man raised his brows. Although his eyes were calm as usual, his words were questioning Ye Tian. With his status, he could have such confidence even after meeting the President of the United States.
Ye Tian shook his head and said: "He should die with dignity. Forget about the funeral, just cremate him and throw his ashes into the sea!"
To be honest, after killing Antony Marcus, Ye Tian did not feel victory in his heart, but felt very disappointed.
Ye Tian didn't even know if he would ever meet such an opponent in the future, but there was no doubt that Antony Marcus had won Ye Tian's respect, and he would not allow anyone to insult Marcus' body.
"Mr. Ye Tian, this is on the Queen, and you should abide by the rules on the ship."
The middle-aged man was somewhat disapproving of Ye Tian's words, and said calmly: "On the Queen, what I say is the rules."
Although he was not arrogant, the middle-aged man's words were extremely arrogant. What surprised Ye Tian was that the people around him didn't seem to show any dissatisfaction with his words.
"The boxing match doesn't seem to be over yet. I doubt Antony Marcus is still alive. I think... the match seems to be able to continue?"
Ye Tiancai didn't care who the other party was, he had a cold look in his eyes and said, "You are all people who have signed a life and death contract. Is it okay if a few of you die?"
Having just experienced a fierce battle, the murderous aura remaining in Ye Tian's body had not subsided. As soon as he said these words, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop suddenly by several degrees.
The substantial murderous intent was like a sinister wind blowing in the venue, and everyone felt a creepy feeling, as if the person standing in front of them was not a person, but a devil coming out of hell.
Not to mention that the rich people who were watching took a few steps back, even the guards who were protecting the middle-aged man took out the pistols from their waists and pointed them at Ye Tian nervously.
"I don't like this, and I don't like someone pointing a gun at me!"
Ye Tian shook his head and suddenly moved. Before anyone could react, he had already inserted himself into the middle of several guards, and the gun in one of the guards' hands magically appeared in Ye Tian's hand.
Ye Tian held the handle of the gun and slowly applied force with his right hand, causing the silver pistol to become twisted.
After more than ten seconds, the gun turned into a spherical object, which made everyone feel frightened. If Ye Tian put his hands on himself, wouldn't he be crushed into a pulp?
"Put your guns away. Mr. Ye Tian is a distinguished guest on the ship. Who told you to do this?"
Seeing Ye Tian's move, the middle-aged man was finally moved. Although he was surrounded by guards, he could feel that Ye Tian was looking at him like he was looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
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Although this makes the middle-aged man feel very unhappy, he will not joke about his own life. In the eyes of smart people, life is always more important than face.
And although the middle-aged man looked like he was only in his early forties, he was actually over sixty years old. Naturally, he would not have a dispute with a young man like Ye Tian. He smiled and said: "Mr. Ye, I
I think your request can be fulfilled, let Antonymachus’ body be cremated and scattered in the sea!”
"That's right. I said, where is the referee? You can declare the winner now!"
Ye Tian's face suddenly showed a smile when he heard this, and the murderous aura emanating from his body also disappeared without a trace in an instant. This extreme change made people almost think that the feeling just now was just an illusion.
This also caused many people in the venue to look at Ye Tian in a different way. Personal bravery was nothing. They had a hundred ways to make Ye Tian disappear silently.
But Ye Tian's change of face has the most basic qualities of a successful person. These days, people who are polite but have a smile on their face are the most terrifying.
Rudolf, who was looking at Ye Tian with resentful eyes, felt a chill in his heart when he saw this, and immediately eliminated several vicious thoughts from his mind.
Rudolf understood that if he really did something to Ye Tian and the other party did not die, then he would be the one who died on the street in the end. Rudolf could not bear the consequences.
Feeling that some of the hostility in the court had subsided, the smile on Ye Tian's face became brighter and brighter, "Where's the referee? You're not going to see me seriously injured and still have to wait here for your verdict, are you?"
Ye Tian's words attracted a look of disdain. Not to mention being seriously injured, he was still intact. They had never seen a person who could hold steel into a ball with his hands.
"Ah, it's coming, it's coming!"
Ye Tian's two reminders finally made the referee outside the crowd wake up. He quickly separated the crowd, tested Antony Marcus's breath with his right hand, and then said loudly: "Anthony Marcus is dead. This game, from
Chinese boxer...Ye, victory!"
He glanced at Ye Tian hesitantly. In the end, the referee did not dare to step forward and raise Ye Tian's fist. After all, everyone including him had signed a death contract today. If Ye Tian was unhappy, he would die.
Death in vain.
"Can I go back?"
It was only at this moment that Ye Tian showed a tired look on his face. He waved his hand and said, "Old Dong, you go talk to Rudolf. Brother Zhu, come back to the room with me!"
Dong Shenghai, who was already beaming with joy, nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, Master Ye, don't worry, Old Dong's previous promises are all true!"
A typical black market boxing match rarely lasts longer than five minutes, but the battle between Ye Tian and Anthony Marcus lasted for ten minutes.
Although these ten minutes didn't seem long, it made Dong Shenghai feel like he was on a roller coaster. His mood went up and down. It wasn't until Ye Tian's sharp kick that Dong Shenghai's heart fell back into his stomach.
"Let's go!"
Ye Tian glanced at the people in the venue lightly, and the crowd that had originally surrounded him all made way for him.
When the referee declared Ye Tian the winner, people realized that the world of black market boxing had changed. The former Hell Demon King had been replaced by the young man in front of him, Anthony Marcus.
In addition, Ye Tian's identity is also extremely important. He is not a professional boxer controlled by others, but a super rich man with the same status and status as them.
In other words, as long as Ye Tian wants to, he can participate in any match that can change the distribution of power in the black market boxing world. This will have a profound impact on the world's black market boxing organization.