Calamity Crown

Goethe spread his hands.

"Do you know who that boxer is?"

The other party emphasized.

"I know, 'Raging Flame Palm' Moduo Pavilion."

Goethe replied.

In the document obtained in the afternoon, there is detailed information about the other party.

Born in the Moduoge Martial Art Museum, he is very talented. He emerged at a young age. He has a fierce and tough fighting style. He has become a fighter at the age of 30. The secret martial arts "Flame Palm" has reached the level of proficiency. With a wave of his palm, 22 candles in front of him were lit.

"Then you still..."

Zuote didn't know what to say.

Although his mission here was only to serve as the safety committee of the '[-]th Unlimited Fighting Competition', he came to inform Goethe that whether Goethe agreed or not was none of his business.

But Goethe's willingness to agree still made Zote curious.

However, as a qualified member of the safety committee, Zote controlled his curiosity well.

He didn't ask any more questions.

"The boxing match will be at 12:[-] noon tomorrow. It will not be open to the public. It will take place at an unfinished construction site of 'Deming Real Estate'. The competition system is 'life and death system'!"

Zote added.

Enterprise boxing matches are different from other levels of fighting competitions. Most of the time, they will not be made public. Only some famous spectators will be invited, and the number of people will be strictly controlled.

At the same time, the competition system is more cruel.

Basically life and death.

Go up, the winner lives, the loser dies.

Of course, such a boxing match will also be accompanied by some prizes.

"What are my odds?"

Goethe, who had a simple memory, asked directly.

"1:7."

Zote reported an exaggerated figure.

"I press myself to win!"

Goethe pointed to the wall of money not far away. '

"can."

There are rules in boxing that you can't force yourself to lose, but force yourself to win?

Fighting at any level is encouraged.

Because this will make the contestants work harder.

Many people are happy to see this.

"Goethe, do you have anything else to ask?"

Zote asked.

"No."

Goethe shook his head.

"Tomorrow at ten o'clock in the morning, I and other members of the safety committee will pick you up and put the money into the boxing pool... Then, good night, I wish you a good dream."

Zote obviously wanted to say something more, but in the end nothing was said.

Although the opponent has the title of a member of the safety committee of the '[-]th Unlimited Fighting Competition', in the end he is just a part-time worker and an errand runner.

The real boss?

It would never appear in front of an 'unknown' boxer like him.

As for the sudden engagement of 'Deming Real Estate'?

Although Goethe was surprised, it was also reasonable.

After all, 'Wise Real Estate' is also a real estate company.

Even, maybe it is the "little brother" of "Deming Real Estate". After the little brother is cleaned up, the big brother will naturally come forward.

only……

"In the 'secret realm' in front of me, the connection between enterprises is even closer than imagined!"

Goethe made such an exclamation.

His eyes were on the direction of the door.

Although the cautious Goethe stayed in a star hotel, he still needed his eyes.

[Spirit of Blood Raven] has been monitoring the entire corridor.

At this moment, a room cleaner pushing a cart appeared in the corridor.

Immediately, the other party caught Goethe's attention.

Except for special circumstances, the cleaning staff of the hotel usually only clean in the morning, and late at night?

Basically will not appear.

Under the gaze of [Spirit of Blood Raven], the other party pushed the cart to the door of Goethe's room.

then……

He took out a small card and stuffed it in through the crack of the door.

There are no pictures of beautiful women in my impression, let alone a phone number.

There is only one line: one hour later, on the roof.

Goethe glanced at the card, but threw it on the ground without picking it up.

The experience in his hometown told him: Don't pick up the cards on the roadside!

Pick up the phone in the room——

"Hello, I'm room 8808."

"I need a supper."

"Yes, it's normal, not drinking new tea."

"I want a smooth chicken porridge, water chestnut cake and two ginger milk, one with red beans and one with coconut meat."

After explaining to the front desk, Goethe leaned on the sofa and waited quietly.

However, before supper comes.

One came first.

The other party was wearing a wide hoodie, a mask, and a huge hood covering his eyes, and came straight to Goethe's room.

Ding Dong!

"The door isn't closed."

Goethe said so.

After hearing Goethe's words, the 'guest' hesitated at this moment.

But in the end, the door was pushed open.

Goethe sat on the sofa and looked at each other.

The other party did the same, standing at the door and looking at Goethe.

Neither side spoke.

Both parties want to rely on patience to seize the initiative.

However, Goethe clearly has the upper hand.

Goethe was never short of patience, especially when it came to taking the initiative.

But the other party can't.

A faint smell of blood emanated from the other party.

Goethe's eyes aimed at the opponent's arm, and the opponent subconsciously put his right hand behind his back, and when the opponent came back to his senses, he had already completed this action.

Suddenly, the other party sighed.

"I have no malice."

"I just thought we could be friends."

The other party said this, his voice was masked, and it was a little hoarse.

Goethe was noncommittal.

He had been stabbed in the back too many times, and those were all done by so-called 'friends'. As for this kind of stranger who met for the first time, who said he was a friend?

Just more.

Seeing Goethe's attitude, the other party took a deep breath.

"'Deming Real Estate' annexed everything left by 'Smart Real Estate', so, according to the hidden rules among 'enterprises', they must get rid of you or absorb you into their subordinates."

"'Raging Flame Palm' Mo Duo Pavilion will definitely execute you in the cruelest way tomorrow."

"I can fight in your place!"

After the other party finished speaking, he looked at Goethe.

"Play instead of me?"

Goethe raised an eyebrow.

"Ah."

The other party nodded, and took off the hood and mask.

Immediately, a face of Goethe appeared.

Moreover, with a sound like popping beans, the opponent's figure also began to adjust to be the same as Goethe.

After a few seconds, Goethe looked at each other, feeling like looking in a mirror.

Crack, clap!

Goethe couldn't help applauding.

"You fight instead of me, why?"

"You don't want to be brave, do you?"

Goethe asked with a smile.

"part of it."

"What's more, I need someone to sneak into the 'Deming Real Estate' - as long as I win the Mordo Pavilion, then you can enter the 'Deming Real Estate' openly."

The other party was quite calm.

"What if I don't agree?"

"Will you force me?"

Goethe asked.

"will not."

"I will take out the corresponding chips and trade with you."

The other party shook his head.

"oh, I see!"

"I want to see the weapon that once killed the descendants of the 'Wu Sheng' - don't need to give it to me, I just want to see it."

Goethe put forward his request very simply.