Chapter 76
+15 Bonus
Marcus, of course, was as confident as ever. With his power, there was no way Frederick would defeat him. So he just stayed in the corner, surveying the area.
After some minutes, some big men started entering. They looked at Marcus with disdain.
“He’s that bastard who dared Frederick. I could bet he’ll die today.”
“I will enjoy his last moments. That’s the reason I’m here – to watch him die.”
Just then, a man moved close to him and whispered, “It will start now. Enter the ring.”
Marcus sighed and turned around. As he was about to step in, he felt a sharp prick in his neck. He frowned and spun quickly. “What the heck was that?”
The man only smirked. “Enter.”
Meanwhile, Frederick smirked as he prepared in his corner. He held what looked like a rolled-up cloth in his hand, but hidden inside was a very sharp piece of iron – sharp enough that one solid touch could create a deep, bleeding wound.
After a few minutes, the announcer’s voice boomed across the arena: “The fight starts in one minute!”
Frederick grinned viciously and entered the ring. Marcus was already inside, but something felt wrong. He was starting to feel a heavy migraine and a strange heaviness in his body. His vision blurred slightly. He understood now – he had been injected with something. Cheated.
Right now.
Frederick stormed forward like a beast. Marcus scoffed, “You can’t even have a fair fight, huh?”
Frederick laughed coldly. “I will kill you. And I will use any method for that.”
With that, Frederick charged. He threw a barrage of heavy punches, wild and brutal. Marcus dodged and weaved at first, but his movements were slower than usual. The drug was already kicking in. Still, he managed to slip a hard counterpunch that connected with Frederick’s jaw, staggering him.
The crowd gasped in shock.
Marcus pressed the advantage, landing two more solid blows that sent Frederick reeling. The people were stunned – this wasn’t the easy death they had come to watch. Just as Marcus was about to deliver a finishing strike, a sharp, exploding pain ripped through his head. His knees buckled. The world spun violently.
Just as Marcus was about to deliver a finishing strike, a sharp, exploding pain ripped through his head. His knees buckled. The world spun violently.
“Fuck!” Marcus growled, his voice thick with frustration. Everything was starting to get blurry. The lights above the ring smeared into streaks, and his balance betrayed him.
1/2
+15 Bonus
Seeing this golden opportunity, Frederick grinned wickedly and charged forward like a predator smelling blood.
SMACK!
BAM
Frederick’s heavy fists crashed into Marcus’s face. Blood exploded from his nose and lips, splattering across his cheeks and dripping down his chin. Marcus staggered backward, bleeding all over his face.
Frederick was ecstatic. He laughed wildly as he pressed the attack, throwing punch after brutal punch. Each hit landed with sickening force – **THUD!** **CRACK!** – and he could feel the tide turning completely in his favor. “This is it!” he roared. “You’re finished!”
Marcus was overwhelmed. His arms felt like lead, and his legs were barely holding him up. The drug was tearing through his system, and Frederick’s relentless assault was pushing him toward the edge. He was about to be knocked out cold.
The crowd erupted, screaming for blood:
“Knock him off!”
“Kill him!”
“Finish him!”
Fredrick was so enjoying it, and then walked closer to Marcus. All of Marcus face was covered in blood. dripping all over.
VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Disguised Billionaire She Rejected