A group of thugs were sitting in a distant spot, patrolling back and forth with rifles in their hands. The rifles they were carrying appeared to be standard issue equipment from the United States, and they had obtained this equipment from the US.
Dozens of guards armed with rifles were maintaining order at the scene. If they saw anyone fighting or anything, they would not hesitate to open fire.
Not far away, two men wearing heavy mink coats, each with a cigarette in their hand and an arm around a beautiful woman, were groping and ravaging the women.
"Hehe, Brother Liu, it looks like you're going to lose today."
A man with slicked-back hair standing to the side, holding a cigar, said with a disdainful look.
"Boss Peng, it's not over yet. It's still too early to say who will win. Don't be too happy."
After hearing this, the man surnamed Peng burst into laughter. He stood up, shook his mink coat, pointed at the two men in the boxing ring, and said, "Do you think your man still has a chance to turn the tables? In his current state, he's about to be beaten to death."
The man surnamed Liu remained smiling and silent. After touching the woman's buttocks next to him, he suddenly stood up and shouted.
"Chen San, you son of a bitch, get up right now, or your wife will be with me today."
Although the man in the boxing ring was half-conscious after being knocked to the ground, a cold glint flashed in his eyes after hearing what the other man said.
Another man pinned him down and punched him repeatedly in the face. The man's face was now unrecognizable, with blood streaming from his eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears.
Suddenly his eyes lit up, and then a burst of power erupted from his body. He flipped over and pinned the other man down. He spat out a mouthful of blood and then bit the man's neck. The crowd erupted in uproar.
The man, like a mad dog, bit at the other man's neck. No matter how the other man hit his stomach and chest, he did not let go until he suddenly pulled his jaws back, tearing off a large piece of flesh from the other man's neck.
Then blood gushed out like water from a pipe, and the man he was pinning down suddenly looked terrified, his eyes widening in fear. He then desperately tried to cover his neck.
But when they discovered that their carotid artery had been severed, and their blood was spraying out like water, covering the people standing below in the audience with blood, this further stimulated their adrenaline surge. They desperately grabbed the cage and roared, "Kill him, kill him!"
Finally, the referee pulled Chen San aside, checked the man on the ground, and found that he was already dead. Then he grabbed Chen San's arm and raised it high, indicating that Chen San was the winner of the day.
The result of the match was unexpected by everyone. They all thought that Chen San might be beaten to death by this person, but unexpectedly, he stepped forward at the critical moment and turned the tide of the battle. Meanwhile, a man in a mink coat standing in the distance frowned slightly.
Peng Laoda's face twitched slightly, and he spat out a mouthful of saliva. The woman next to him immediately stepped back upon seeing this.
"Damn it, your men won again. I'm done playing." Then, Boss Peng shoved the woman aside, stood up, spat on the ground, and beckoned to the guard beside him, saying, "Take his family to the dungeon in a bit."
Witnessing this bloody scene, Lu Yuan and the others all had a look of fear in their eyes. They had never imagined that the fighting arena would be like this.
Usually, fighting competitions feature strong and muscular athletes, but this match featured two extremely thin men. Although their fight wasn't as visceral and visually appealing as a professional match, the life-or-death struggle still gave them a jolt.
So Lu Yuan pulled the man who was leading the way over and asked in a low voice, "Who is the person in charge here? I want to see him."
The man's face showed a hint of displeasure: "Brother, please spare me. I really don't want to go to Boss Peng. That guy is a madman. I'm afraid I won't survive if I go. Please give me a chance to let me go."
As he spoke, the man broke free from Lu Yuan's arm and darted into the crowd, disappearing from sight. Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then could only shake his head helplessly.
Soon, several security personnel organized the crowd to evacuate. Lu Yuan found a guard with a gun, went up to him, and offered him a cigarette.
The other person was stunned for a moment when he saw the cigarette Lu Yuan offered him. He then turned around to look at Lu Yuan and the people around him before putting the cigarette in his mouth.
"Who are you people? I've never seen you before."
Lu Yuan quickly put on a smile and said, "Oh, sir, we're from the outer northern camp. We'd like to ask you about something."
After taking a deep drag of his cigarette, the man seemed somewhat dazed.
"The camp outside? I was wondering why the wind was blowing here. So it was you guys who were up to it. The environment outside is so harsh, and you still followed me here. Judging from your appearance and clothes, you don't look like beggars."
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