The Peremptory Casey Davies novel Chapter 105

At Flying Dragon Fight Club.

Casey and Conor stood at the door.

Conor glanced at Casey with some worry. He said, "It’s really not necessary to let all the buddies come over? This is Alfred’s place. If we two go in, it is equivalent to entering a wolf den."

Casey laughed and said, "Compared with back then, you are timid now. At that that time, you fought a group of people in the street alone. How brave you were!"

Conor shook his head helplessly, and said, "It is because of the things of that year that I understand being alive is the most important thing. If it were not for luck, I would have died in that street at that time."

Casey could understand Conor. Conor started from scratch, and then had his own huge strength in QY City, of course he was so brave and fearless.

It was just that after getting through the betrayal, Conor became a lot more cautious. The hardships he had suffered made him unable to be as fearless as before.

"Back then, you had to rely on luck, but now that you work for me, you don't have to worry about anything. With me, you won't die."

Casey said with a smile, and then walked into Flying Dragon Fight Club.

Conor looked at Casey with complicated feelings. How much strength a person had so that he dared to say such a thing.

This young man who looked harmless was a bit too unfathomable.

He smiled and shook his head, no longer worrying about anything. Compared to his previous men, he was more willing to believe in Casey now.

They entered the club together, where the first floor was a fitness venue and the second floor was a gathering place for fighting enthusiasts.

Alfred set up an arena on the second floor. He would arrange for people to go to the arena for competitions every night.

The arena here was not for a normal fight. The so-called fight club was just a cover for Alfred.

There were no rules and no requirements here. As long as someone was on stage, there would be only two endings. No matter what method was used, as long as to defeat the opponent, he was the winner.

Precisely because there were no rules, people in the arena were quite violent. It was normal to break up others’ arms and legs during a competition.

There had even been many cases of being beaten to death in the arena here, but no one came here to take care of this kind of thing. Because everyone here knew that it was their choice to be in the arena or not. If he was far worse than others, he couldn't blame others.

Because the arena here was quite violent and more exciting than the one on TV, many middle-aged people who were under great pressure would come here to watch the game.

Alfred relied on selling tickets to these people to make money. There was an endless stream of people watching the game every day. Alfred made a lot of money by relying on this.

After Casey and Conor entered, they walked directly to the second floor. At the entrance of the second floor, a few muscular men stood there. Seeing Casey and Conor passing by, they reached out to stop them.

"Five hundred dollars per person."

Casey felt Alfred was really such a shrewd businessman. It had to cost five hundred to enter in, which was really too expensive.

But he didn't hesitate. He immediately gave the person a thousand dollars.

After getting the money, several muscular men immediately let Casey and Conor in.

"Be obedient after going in. If something happens, we are not responsible." A person said.

Casey smiled, thinking that if he really wanted to cause trouble, they might not be able to take the responsibility.

There were a lot of people on the second floor. Looking around, the crowd was dense. All of them surrounded an arena.

At this time, two people on the arena were fighting desperately. One of them was tall and seemed to have infinitely power, and his fighting skills were quite good. Although the person who fought him was not weak, it was just not his opponent.

The people around the arena were all excited and yelling constantly.

Casey saw that there were bets on the side of the arena. It seemed that Alfred relied on betting on the winner to make money.

"The Barbarian King is awesome! Kick his ass!"

"Break off his arm! Let him see how powerful the Barbarian King is!"

"Damn it, the Barbarian King is awesome. His every punch is just right to hit on others’ body."

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Casey guessed that the tall man should be the Barbarian King these people referred to. He stared at the man and saw that the strength of this man was indeed not weak, but it was only compared with ordinary boxers.

If they two really had a fight, Casey could knock him to the ground with one move.

"What are we going to do now? Alfred intends to deal with us today. He definitely can't take care of things here now. If I'm not mistaken, he must be gathering people and wouldn't come here." Conor said.

Casey thought for a while. This was indeed a problem. If Alfred didn't come here, it really wouldn't make much sense for him and Conor to come here.

At this time, the Barbarian King on the arena grabbed the opponent's arm, and then used force to break his arm directly.

A miserable cry echoed the entire floor. The Barbarian King raised the man with both hands and threw him under the arena.