In the evening.
Many luxury cars with licenses not local drove to the boxing stadium.
Countless rich people were rushing to the International Underground Boxing Tournament. In particular, some gamblers were very excited.
Stefan got down from his Bentley, and went through the rich people like a bully with the help of an old butler and surrounded by bodyguards.
Many rich people felt Stefan was too showy, and they wanted to show their identity and teach Stefan a lesson.
However, the bodyguards around Stefan showed the guns they carried, and silenced all the rich. Rich people also carried bodyguards with weapons, but they only carried a pistol at most. On the contrary, each of Stefan’s bodyguards mostly had a mini submachine gun, and was even equipped with two pistols in the waist. Such firepower proved the identity of Stefan.
Looking at the rich guys scared and shivering, Stefan snorted with disdain, and kept moving forward with his head high.
"Hey, it’s you! You are quite tough." Benedict swaggered to him, followed by several strong bodyguards.
Stefan heard Benedict’s voice, and twitched his cheeks slightly, but immediately showed a smile on his face.
"It turns out Master Benedict has come. I didn't expect you to like boxing matches. If I know you are here, I will definitely stand at the door to greet you."
The old Stefan claimed himself to greet Benedict, which made others feel weird.
Benedict walked up to Stefan, squinting and saying, "Who do you want to see in the match? I heard that your son died recently. Why don’t you lament his death at home, but come out to show off?"
Stefan flashed an irate look on his face, and his smile gradually became stiffened.
"Benedict, you are deceiving me. You only have the name of a Dragon Lord now. You don't have any land in your hand. Don't be too arrogant. I heard that Dragon Queen came to City H."
"You are so well-informed. So, you want to meet her, right? Do you have the honor?" Benedict stared at Stefan boldly, like he could eat him.
"I can't meet the Dragon Queen, but my master can. If I go back and cry in front of him, I am afraid he will give me a hand after my hard work for so many years. When the time comes, I am afraid that everyone will fight against you."
Stefan was a subordinate of the Seventh Dragon Lord. He had been following him for more than 20 years and had done many things for him. So, he was not too afraid of Benedict at the moment.
After all, Benedict was just a tiger with no claws now, and what he had was just an empty name.
Benedict looked at Stefan angrily and said with hatred, "You have guts. Dragon Queen will arrive soon. Let’s wait for her."
"Is she coming?" Stefan's face flashed with a panic.
Stefan was very afraid of Dragon Queen. After all, she was regarded as the boss of his boss.
Dragon Queen was very mysterious, and few of the Dragon Sect affiliates had seen her, except for the eight Dragon lords.
Stefan had never seen her, and all her stories were rumors. Benedict didn't talk any more, and put his hands together in front of the lower abdomen to wait for the arrival of Dragon Queen with his eyes closed.
After a short while, the bulletproof Rolls-Royce carried Dragon Queen to the stadium. When the car stopped, Benedict made a pug-like smile on his face and quickly ran to the front of the car and opened the door.
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