Volume 2: Boundless Walker Chapter 38 'Admission Ticket'!
The white invitation, stained with scarlet blood, lay flat on the filthy table.
Goethe frowned at this.
He looked around.
Through the skylight on the roof, he could confirm that the night was clear, and the "nest" made of a pile of cardboard, newspapers and many plastic bottles in the corner should be his.
Even though I don't want to admit it.
But the taste is similar.
Goethe could clearly smell that the scent on his body was the same as the scent in that corner.
"Am I old and rubbish again?"
Goethe thought about it and raised his hand to pick up the invitation.
Immediately, the words continued to emerge in rows -
[Background: In a bustling city, amidst the hustle and bustle of traffic, there is both life and survival! When life becomes survival, some not-so-good things happen. In order to avoid such a situation, some secret agreements begin to emerge. They are hidden in places that ordinary people cannot see, but they affect all aspects...]
[Main Quest: A boxer who has lost his identity, you need to gain recognition again (recognition degree 0%)]
[Get a temporary language, it will disappear automatically when you leave the instance]
[Clothing, appearance, and equipment are temporarily changed and will automatically be restored when leaving the secret realm]
(Note 1: When you complete the main quest, you will leave the 'secret realm' safely)
(Note 2: If you fail to complete the main quest within three months, you will lose a quarter of your flesh and blood before you can leave the 'secret realm')
…
"Boxer?"
Goethe talked to himself.
Then, simple memories began to emerge.
He is a boxer.
Or to be more precise, he used to be a boxer.
Because of a defeat in a boxing match, he was directly abandoned by the endorsement company that lost a large sum of money. Depressed, he wanted to use the money he had saved to open a boxing gym to make a living. However, he did not expect that an explosion would occur in the gym on the first day of its opening. Except for him, all his relatives and friends died in the explosion.
The reason why he left the gym was because he saw a speeding car approaching the door and about to hit a child.
Instinctively, 'he' rushed out and saved the child.
Then, there was the explosion.
He looked at the boxing gym that had become a ruin and the blazing flames, and he collapsed.
“Is this the boxing gym after the explosion?”
Goethe, who had accepted the simple memory, quickly identified it.
Finally, his eyes fell on the invitation.
The front of the invitation reads "Ticket for the 10th Unlimited Fighting Tournament (Qualifying Round)", and the back has the entry time, location, and notes.
Time: March 20 (all day).
Location: Chengdong Amusement Park.
(Note: Qualifying contestants please bring their admission tickets, which are bearer tickets)
Goethe raised his eyebrows.
In his memory, the invitation was not there when he fell asleep. Did someone put it in after he fell asleep?
The words on the invitation made Goethe alert.
The blood stains made Goethe even more alert.
Especially the three words "anonymous", which made Goethe narrow his eyes slightly. He almost instinctively thought of memories such as "boxing defeat", "large sum of money", "explosion", and "accidentally surviving" etc.
Some not-so-good guesses instantly appeared in Goethe's mind.
Tap tap tap!
There was an undisguised sound of footsteps outside the door, and Goethe looked over.
The next moment——
Bang!
The door was kicked open.
A burly man in a sports vest walked in.
The other person was more than 1.9 meters tall, with a shaved head and muscular arms. When he saw the ticket to the 10th Unlimited Fighting Tournament (Qualifying Round) in Goethe's hand, he immediately smiled grimly.
"Hand over your ticket."
"Or I'll break your bones!"
As the other party said this, he raised his hand and grabbed Goethe's neck. His broad palm was full of strength, and even a wine bottle could be crushed easily by him.
but……
Too slow.
Bang!
Goethe kicked up instinctively.
The sturdy man's hand froze in mid-air, and fine beads of sweat appeared on the other's face.
then--
“Ahhhh!”
Goethe heard a shrill scream with a familiar sharpness, and the opponent also showed a posture that Goethe was very familiar with. Without any hesitation, Goethe raised his hand and punched the opponent in the chin.
The screams stopped abruptly, and the opponent, whose trigeminal nerve was severely damaged, fainted.
However, the attacks did not stop.
Someone else appeared outside the door.
The same tall stature, the same strong aura.
Looking at the sturdy man falling to the ground, the two people outside the door showed vigilance in their eyes.
However, the two did not retreat.
They walked into the house cautiously, and formed a horn around Goethe on the left and right.
"Drink!"
The attacker standing on Goethe's left shouted and slashed at Goethe's neck with his right hand like a knife. The attacker on the right immediately responded and raised his foot to step on Goethe's knee.
It is obvious that the two cooperated more than once.
The timing was perfect.
But in Goethe's eyes, such cooperation still had many flaws.
The speed is still too slow.
Goethe easily moved behind the attacker on the right who raised his leg and kicked him in the butt.
The enormous force not only kicked the opponent away, but also caused him to knock his companion to the ground.
Before the two men could get up, Goethe raised his hand and knocked one of them unconscious, and pressed the [Shadow Snake Dagger] in his hand against the throat of the remaining one.
The struggling opponent immediately stopped moving.
"Have you any money?"
Goethe asked.
The attacker, whose throat was held by the Shadow Snake Dagger, obviously did not expect Goethe to ask this question. He originally thought that Goethe would ask him how he knew the whereabouts of the ticket.
The unexpected question did not prevent the other party from answering.
“Yes, yes!”
"It's in my trouser pocket!"
“This is money to buy your life!”
Bang!
After saying that, Goethe raised his hand and knocked the other person unconscious.
After quickly cleaning up the battlefield and obtaining three wallets, Goethe turned and left.
Why not ask the other party why he knows that the ticket is with him?
The answer is obvious.
No need to ask.
It’s just a back-up for the company he once endorsed.
Moreover, there are far more than just these three people.
In the vision of the [Spirit of Blood Crow], more strong and powerful people are approaching here.
…
'Sensible Real Estate', at the top.
"waste!"
"A bunch of rubbish!"
"You can't even handle a fool!"
The boss of "Mingzhi Real Estate" cursed while holding the phone.
Bang!
He slammed the phone to the ground.
The secretary, wearing black stockings and a tight skirt, carefully picked up the phone and placed it on the table.
The boss of "Mingzhi Real Estate" raised his hand and slapped his secretary to the ground.
"Now I'm furious."
The owner of 'Smart Real Estate' said this.
The secretary immediately crawled over.
Two minutes later...
The secretary walked towards the restroom in the president's office.
The boss of 'Mingzhi Real Estate' slumped in his chair and picked up the phone again.
"Let Darwell come to me."
After saying that, the boss threw the phone on the table again.
He has been in a bad mood recently.
The failure of that fool before not only made him lose a lot of money, but also made him lose an opportunity to move up - that bastard clearly told him that he must lose!
As a result, he dared to win!
After getting this result, he fired the other party without hesitation.
He doesn't need a disobedient fighter.
He would never let a boxer who didn't listen to him live.
However, what was unexpected was that the fool had good luck.
In order to save a child, he was not killed in the explosion.
This made him very angry.
Then, the new boxer Darwell gave him a more satisfying idea.
Tickets for the 10th Unlimited Fighting Tournament (Qualifying Round)!
An admission ticket that attracts countless bosses and countless boxers.
Compared to this, the boxing matches he had participated in before were nothing worth mentioning.
Therefore, without hesitation, he bought an admission ticket on the black market!
Not just bait.
And because his new fighter, Darwell, is guaranteed to make it through the preliminaries!
"If you pass the preliminaries and enter the official competition, as long as you operate properly, you can not only get back the money you lost before, but also make a lot of money!"
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the face of the owner of "Mingzhi Real Estate".
Especially when he saw Darwell, the smile became even brighter.
Compared to the fool he hired before, the Dawell in front of him was not only stronger, but also more obedient.
Especially the latter.
It made him extremely satisfied.
"Those guys failed and let that idiot get away ."
"I will use my connections to find him."
"Then……"
"Kill him."
The boss of 'Smart Real Estate' ordered.
"Understood, Boss."
Darwell replied.
This is a tall and thin man wearing a bright green sportswear. He has a dark face, a crew cut hair, and thick calluses on his exposed palms, making his hands look much larger and thicker than those of ordinary people.
"Do you need me to greet him specially?"
Darwell continued to ask.
The boss of 'Smart Real Estate' immediately laughed.
You see, why he appreciates current boxers more is because of their considerate attitude towards him.
"It doesn't have to be anything special, but I want him to be in pain."
"Anyway, he has the ticket. During the tournament, any fight over the ticket is allowed."
The owner of 'Smart Real Estate' laughed.
Darwell also laughed.
The former is proud.
The latter grinned.
Goethe laughed, too.
“So it’s allowed!”
Having said these words, Goethe walked out from the shadows on the side.
Seeing Goethe coming out and rushing towards them, Dawell immediately took a defensive stance. He was ready to meet Goethe's violent attack.
He had already planned in his mind how to defend himself and how to counterattack .
Darwell thought clearly and thoroughly.
I even thought about the boss's praise.
However, contrary to Darwell's expectations, Goethe passed him by.
As Darwell looked on in shock, Goethe raised his foot and kicked the back of the swivel chair of the boss of "Smart Real Estate".
Bang!
The huge force made the opponent rush straight towards the floor-to-ceiling glass window behind him.
"Help me! Help me!"
The other party was in tears.
But it didn't help.
Bang!
After a muffled sound, the other party broke the glass and rushed out.
Then, from the 33rd floor, there was a free fall.
“Ahhhhh—”
Bang!
After the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, there was silence for a moment.
Goethe was left with only a faint smile.
And Darwell's roar.
"Kill you!"
With such a roar, Dawell rushed to Goethe and punched him.
Woo!
In the dull wind of fists, Dawell's face looked ferocious.
The other party actually killed his boss in front of him!
Finished!
Not only did he lose the opportunity to gain huge wealth!
Moreover, once the news gets out, no boss will hire him again!
Goethe must be killed!
Disguise the scene!
shirk all responsibility!
Darwell thought of everything in an instant, and his fists were even more ruthless and harder.
He wanted to kill Goethe with one punch!
Then……
Goethe held the fist firmly in his hand.
Darwell was stunned.
Goethe smiled at the other person, swung his arm vigorously , and said softly:
"Go!"
