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Chapter 182 Hotel starts

Henry Pope refused simply and neatly. Isn't it nonsense to let serious criminals go out to fight in some bullshit ring?

Who will bear the responsibility if something goes wrong?

No one can say this. Although he has heard of Sean's name and knows how powerful he is, there is no need to discuss this matter!

"It's $50,000 for one person to play a game!" Sean didn't seem to hear him and directly bid. "It depends on them how many games they can play."

"I..." Henry Pope was about to open his mouth to refuse, but was held back by the $50,000 price tag.

"One person, 50,000 per game." Jonas took the calculator on the desk and walked to the warden and pressed it quickly, "We will calculate it as if you can find 5 people, one person per game.

, you can get $250,000!"

"If someone wins and continues to fight, then you will earn more, 300,000, 400,000, 500,000, it's all possible!"

"It doesn't matter if they were injured. If they were caused by a fight in the prison, then it was caused by a fight."

"Could it be possible that someone else beat him? They are criminals and have never been out of prison, right?"

"Everything is false, only Franklin is true!"

"Think about it, those green little cuties are flying in front of you." Jonas stretched out his hand and gestured in front of Henry Pope. "You can reach them as long as you stretch out your hand."

"There is nothing to hesitate about. Do you have the heart to let them slip away?"

"Think about it, you lost $500,000."

"Oh my god, I would be so heartbroken that I would die on the spot." Jonas clutched his chest, looking heartbroken.

Henry Pope seemed to feel the same way, no, to be precise, he was the one who really felt sorry for him.

Of course Henry Pope knew who Sean was. After all, he managed criminals. How could he not know who the actual controller of the underground forces in New Jersey was.

He had no doubt that Sean would lie to him.

"But, it will be difficult if they run away!" Henry Pope's voice became hoarse at some point.

"Don't worry, how is it possible? My protection is much tighter than yours. How can I run?" Jonas sneered, "I told them to run, they wouldn't even dare!"

It may be difficult for the police to find fugitives, but for Sean, in New Jersey, there is absolutely no way to hide who he is looking for.

"But the prosecutor's side."

"Don't worry, no one will know." Sean assured with a smile.

They are just a few serious criminals. Even if something goes wrong, even if he dies, Sean will have a way to cover it up.

"Xing, I agree!" Henry Pope gritted his teeth, blushed and said thickly.

Hundreds of thousands, it was so delicious that he really couldn't refuse it.

Sean didn't say anything else. He turned around and took Jonas away, getting on the plane. Then Sean said, "Arrange someone to take care of it."

"Don't worry." Jonas gestured. The boxer was found for the gang below. If there is a problem, it will naturally be handled by the people below. It has nothing to do with them.

The bottom line is that the people below are not doing their job well.

"The prison can only deal with emergencies. If we want to continue to do this for a long time, we need to become more professional here." Sean thought for a while and said: "Send people to the gangs that have done well, summarize the experience, and then

Promote it to all gangs.”

"Tell them not to think about hiding anything. To make this industry bigger requires everyone's efforts."

"In addition, I will go back to find some experts in sports medicine. You can send us the training methods and other information we have summarized, and let them see which ones are reasonable and which ones are unreasonable. We need to be scientific."

"I know." Jonas nodded.

After helping the people below find some "good players" who can be used casually without feeling distressed, Sean asked Jonas to submit the list of players from each gang.

The organizer of this event is a team that used to engage in boxing matches in New Jersey. The leader is named Wallet Leopold. They are responsible for the planning of the competition system, grouping, refereeing, etc.

After the player list is reported, the Wallace team will immediately send someone to understand the situation of the test players, and then arrange the game according to the situation.

Whether this underground boxing match will be popular or not depends entirely on the first few games, and the arrangements must be meticulous.

The team here began to arrange games, and Sean also began to attract people to watch the games.

First of all, Gilbert agreed to trade shares in the Peace Hotel last time. Therefore, Gilbert was considered one of the bosses, so he naturally agreed happily and also took the initiative to invite other people who might be interested.

Then I contacted Marvin and Robert's gang of dandy kids. These second and third generation guys are all big players. They like all kinds of exciting projects the most. They all like this kind of underground boxing matches that involve fist-fighting.

The most important thing is that these people have money. They watch the matches and place bets. This is the money they mainly make from boxing matches.

This is followed by some partners.

Finally, after thinking about it for a while, Sean called Old Man Huang in Chinatown.

In the past few days, under Yuri's instigation, an Italian gang from the surrounding Italian District, South American District and the Fancy Jewish District had conflicts with the F Qing Gang.

After several battles, the F Qing Gang suffered considerable losses.

Not to mention, Yuri should have benefited from the police and stabbed the F Qing gang at the critical moment.

This shows how bad Yuri is!

Yuri:s(｀ヘ;)ゞ

Sean was going to invite Old Man Huang over to comfort him.

Five days later…

A car is coming from all directions, and there are only two entrances to the Peace Hotel.

When the car drove into the underground passage, it saw a security booth built inside the wall with only one door to the outside.

The door of the security booth is made of bulletproof steel plates, and an observation opening is covered with thick iron railings.

Inside the channel is not a common landing pole, but a steel anti-collision antlers.

The antlers are 1.5 meters high, the lower part is fixed on the rail, and the upper part is covered with 30 cm long ferocious barbs.

Marvin and several dudes came over at the same time with a group of people, all players, so they invited them over together, and Sean personally greeted them in the passage.

Everyone got off the car and had distorted and weird expressions when they saw the anti-collision antlers.

After Sean greeted everyone, he did not let the security booth open the antlers. Instead, he led everyone over and introduced: "To open these antlers, you need several steps."

"First, the person in the security booth must press the ground lock switch."

As he spoke, he walked over and pointed at a few iron pillars that were as thick as an adult's forearm and said: "Look, this is the ground lock. One end of the ground lock is buried in the ground, and the other end is stuck on the antlers. The purpose is to fix it. If there is a car and you want to force it,

If he breaks through, then even if he hits at full speed, unless he can break all these iron pillars, he will never be able to break the antlers."

"I think even tanks don't have this kind of collision force." Sean said quite complacently and continued: "After that, the people in the security booth continued to press the motor switch, and the motor will pull the two antlers toward

Move on both sides to clear the road so that vehicles can pass."

"Don't even think about threatening the people in the security booth. Bulletproof steel plates are used here. Of course, if artillery or RPG is used, there's nothing I can do about it!"

"How is it? Is it safe enough?" Sean raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The person in the security booth pressed the floor lock switch. With a 'click', the floor lock fell. Then the sound of the motor sounded, and the antlers were pulled into the wall.

Marvin, Robert and others looked at each other. To be honest, they were really dumbfounded and didn't know how to comment for a while. After a while, Robert looked at Sean as if he was a pervert and exclaimed: "Fuck Fuck

Yes, don’t tell me you are doing this to protect yourself from the police, I feel your thoughts are very dangerous..."

Police:!!!∑(Дノ)ノ

For a moment, Robert couldn't find any adjectives, "This is so damn safe."

But isn't it safe? The underground vault exits of several super banks in Manhattan are not so perverted.

This is too much punishment.

Well, if we don’t let people in, there really isn’t much the police can do!

Of course, if a tank comes in and uses artillery to clear the way, it will be another matter.

The group of people finally entered the underground garage through this abnormal entrance. The underground garage was very large. Everyone got out of the car and walked towards the elevator under the leadership of Sean.

However, what everyone saw was not an elevator, but a door. When the door opened, there was a 20-square-meter room. At the other end was a metal passage more than one meter long. At the end of the passage was the elevator door.

There were two heavily armed security guards standing next to the passage. Marvin and others pointed at the metal passage with confused and curious faces, "What the hell are you talking about?"

"The dangerous goods detection device is similar to the one at the airport. I customized it, and the detection is more stringent than the one at the airport." Sean grinned: "With this thing, whether it is a firearm, a camera, a pinhole lens, or an eavesdropping

All hazardous items including electronic products will be inspected."

Sean winked at a few people, "So, you can play whatever you want inside, and you don't have to worry about leaving any audio or video evidence. Of course, safety issues can also be guaranteed."

"Unless you meet the kind of 'master' who can kill someone with a toothpick in the movie, there is no need to worry about safety!"

"Of course, even if there is such a person, he can't escape!"

Having said this, a sneer appeared on Sean's lips, "Where I am, even God can't open a window for them!"

"Hiss..." Marvin and the others looked at each other, something strange gradually revealed in their eyes.

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They are the ones who love playing most and have the most capital to play. However, due to their identity restrictions, they cannot appear in public at all.

To be honest, it’s always two or three generations of familiar people playing together. After a long time, it’s really boring.

What they like most is to play in unfamiliar places with many people.

It's like a poor guy like the author always dreams of booking a hotel...

Everyone was in high spirits, and Marvin was the first to step into the metal channel.

Immediately, the red warning light came on, and a human-shaped green pattern appeared on the computer screen next to the passage. Several locations on the human-shaped pattern flashed red light, and several locations displayed blue light spots.

"Hahaha, Marvin, tell me, what kind of dangerous items are you carrying?" Robert and Hayden gathered around with smiles, looked at the screen and then at Marvin, and shouted, "Fuck me, Fuck!

If you brought a tape recorder, I would know that your kid is a pervert!"

"Go, go, go!" Marvin cursed with a smile and waved his hand. He wanted to see if this machine could detect it.

The machine alarmed, and the sturdy and expressionless security guard next to him came up with a long object and started scanning according to the position indicated in the picture just now.

Next to him, Sean explained: "All metal objects in this metal channel will be detected, even a steel nail driven into a bone."

"Of course, because many metal items are decorations, such as buttons, zippers, etc., these things cannot be eliminated. Therefore, this metal channel also contains electromagnetic field radiation detectors." He pointed to the different colors on the screen.

The light spot continued: "Red represents electronic equipment, and blue represents pure metal."

"Of course, after the electronic inspection, if the customer feels there is a problem, we will have a separate manual inspection." He said, pointing to the things in the security guard's hands, "He will be able to identify what the illegal items are.

"

"We will not allow any electronic products to be brought in, whether it is mobile phones or other messy things."

In addition to metal jewelry decoration, Marvin also has some electronic products. In addition to the essential mobile phone, he also has several electronic products.

Just when the strong security man touched it, Marvin quickly hid, "No, no, we can't take this down."

"What's wrong?" Sean asked curiously: "What's the shameful thing?"

Robert and the others did not speak, but looked at each other, as if they knew something.

"Tracker." Marvin didn't hide anything and whispered in Sean's ear.

Oh oh oh, Sean suddenly understood, it is normal to have this thing, it is easy to find people when something happens.

This thing really cannot be taken off.

Therefore, it is no longer realistic to say that electronic products are not allowed to be brought in. Well, many people with special status still have privileges.

Even if it’s a mobile phone.

In fact, to be more realistic, the precautions are so strict, but in the final analysis, they are still guarding against ordinary people.

with dogs.

Robert and others walked in one after another to try it out, and all the bits and pieces on their bodies were detected.

"Why does your device feel more sensitive than the one at the airport?" Hayden asked curiously.

"Of course, my equipment is of medical grade and can clearly illuminate even calcium-containing bones. I just haven't turned on this part of the function." Sean said proudly: "Let me tell you quietly, the woman's pair

Whether she has a baby or not, including whether she has given birth to a child or not, and whether there is any death in her belly, anyone can find out."

Several people's eyes widened, and they burst out laughing, "This function really cannot be enabled!"

"No." Sean agreed with his face. If this function were enabled, he would kill the woman sooner or later.

A few people entered the elevator with a smile. After passing here, they could play freely in the back.

And Sean can't be idle. He has invited everyone here today, and he has to receive them one by one. Of course, the main purpose is to introduce these processes.

Especially where the detection channel is, if I don’t explain it, many people will feel offended.

Wave after wave of people were picked up, and this time the identities of the people coming were unusual, so no one wanted to open the rooftop box.

Everyone is in the general auditorium below, so they can interact and get to know each other before the game starts.

Not long after, Valet Leopold found Sean, and everything was ready to start.

Sean nodded in agreement.

Soon, the big screen above the octagonal cage lit up at the same time, and exciting music sounded at the same time. Seeing that the boxing match was about to begin, everyone gradually became quiet, wondering how Sean was doing.

On the big screen, first there was a scene of two people fighting in the ring. Compared with the works in movies and TV shows, the one shown here is not so good. You can really see the state of the fist to the flesh, especially at the moment of the hit.

The camera was also deliberately slowed down so that you can clearly see the deformation of the boxer's body after being hit.

Paired with the music, it immediately makes people excited.

The people competing on the big screen are constantly changing, and finally settle on one person.

He is a white man with a bald head and staring eyes. He has an extremely strong physique with obvious muscles on his body and a fierce expression on his face. He is the kind of born bad guy who is definitely not a good person as soon as he sees his appearance.

"Papapapa" the white man's name was played on the screen. At this time, the host DJ also introduced loudly, "Garden Ingham, born in Newark in 1951, 34 years old this year, 1975-1981, former gang member,

Within 4 years, he caused 7 minor injuries, 12 serious injuries, and 2 deaths. He was sentenced to 65 years in prison by an Essex County judge and is currently serving his sentence in the Chesterton Heavy Duty Prison."

As the DJ introduced, the evidence from the trial, photos of the injured, the deceased, etc. appeared on the big screen. It turned out that this was a criminal who was currently serving his sentence and was a real executioner and murderer!

And a man who should be serving his sentence in prison was brought here to have a boxing match in a fair and just manner...

Tsk tsk, the interest of everyone present suddenly became high.

Apart from anything else, the facilities on site are definitely no worse than those at regular boxing events.

The underground boxing matches held by Sean were indeed not comparable to those small fights I had known before. Those people didn't know when they would be investigated, and they didn't dare to spend as much money as Sean did.

What they rely on is bloody violence to attract people, but the quality cannot be improved.

After the introduction, the lights on the side of the passage turned on, and a beam of light hit the door. A strong white man wearing blue shorts and a blue cape came out. As he walked, he shook his muscles from time to time.

I made some striking movements and it really looked like that.

When this guy was brought out of prison, he was trained hard by Jonas. He was so fucking fierce and a murderer. He was dealt with in an honest manner.

However, those who have killed people are different. Their skills are indeed not that professional, but their ferocity is something ordinary boxers don't have.

After the introduction here, another figure appeared on the big screen. He was a mixed-race black man. He was also a bald man and a serious murderer. The difference was that he was born in a different prison.

This first scene is a showdown between murderers!

The DJ loudly introduced the rules of the game, "The head, knees, elbows, feet, and any part of the body can be used as weapons to hit the opponent, except fingers. However, hitting the crotch or throat is prohibited."

Well, it is also forbidden to pick your eyes or pick your nose...

After the introduction of the competition rules, DJ suddenly said in a high-pitched voice: "We also have an incentive policy for the two players in this competition."

This shout made the two players stunned. Before, they didn't know that there were rewards for playing games.

After all, he is a prisoner and has no freedom.

After a slight pause, DJ shouted again: "In addition to the $50,000 bonus for the winner this time, our organizer will help the winner of the competition get the best treatment in prison within 5 years, and he will not have to pay any fees until the next competition.

Go back to that damn prison and he will be free to live in the sun!!"

This inspired the two contestants, their eyes turned red on the spot, and they stared at each other across the ring. It was really a spark.

From this moment on, the two are enemies of life and death!

Not to mention the two players, even the rich people off the court were interested.

After this comes the betting process. Here, Sean calculates the odds based on how much the customer bets.

Whoever wins or loses has nothing to do with him, he just earns a commission.

The betting amounts of both parties appear on the big screen. After the betting is completed, the game officially begins!

One quarter is 3 minutes long, there are three quarters in total, and there are only referees in the field besides two players.

The referee's main job is to separate people after one party commits a foul or loses the ability to resist.

One referee is not safe, so, two!

As for winning or losing...

But it ends when one party begs for mercy or completely loses combat effectiveness.

The two sides stood 3 meters apart. The referee once again emphasized that hitting the crotch and throat and then quickly retreating were not allowed.

You can't get close for fear of being accidentally beaten to death.

He picked up a hammer and struck the gong hard. After a 'dang' sound, the two strong men immediately rushed towards each other.

It's not like professional boxers testing each other. They are all criminals and have only received brief training. At this time, the competition is about who is more ferocious, so you can't lose your momentum!

The mixed-race old black man got close and hit him with a flying kick. The strong white man was kicked and staggered, but he forced himself to stand still and punched the old black man in the stomach.

The two of them were like crazy beasts, baring their teeth and roaring. You punched me in the face, and I punched you in the chest.

You kicked me in the stomach, and I elbowed you in the head.

The punches were hard to the flesh, and in less than a minute, the two men's heads were covered with bruises, their foreheads, brow bones, and flesh were rolled up, and their faces and bodies were covered in blood.

The old black man was a little more flexible, suddenly jumped up, bent down and hit the white man's stomach with his head, took the opportunity to hug the other man's waist and push him down hard, then rushed forward and raised his fist to aim at the strong white man's chest.

My head was pounding like crazy.

The strong white man held his head and took a few punches. Holding his breath, he bent his knees and kicked the opponent on the waist, kicking the old black man out.

"Ah!" he roared, jumped up, and stamped on Old Hei's head.

Lao Hei didn't have time to consider the pain of his intestines being shattered. He raised his hands to protect his head and rolled to the side.

With a "boom" sound, the strong white man stomped on the old black man's face.

On the ring, Sean ordered directional radio equipment to be installed all around and on the floor. After the sound was amplified, the sound seemed to be stamping in everyone's ears. The audience below couldn't help but lean back, feeling the same!

This is running for your life!

"Fake, it's fun, beat him to death!" Marvin and others all stood up, waving their arms, roaring loudly with red faces and thick necks.

For them, this is much more enjoyable than watching boxing.

To be honest, the speed of boxing is too fast and it’s a bit unclear, so it’s hard to put yourself into it.

Unlike this one now, although the technical content is not that high, they are all things that ordinary people have used in fighting, and the sense of immersion is really strong.

And there are no gloves, the punches hit the flesh, blood splashes, it is intense enough, and it is much more exciting than boxing.

This is really a fight to death!

The old black man lying on the ground slipped on his back on the ring, raised his foot and kicked the strong white man's calf, making a "click" sound, which was heard very clearly by the audience.

The strong white man screamed and fell down again.

"Oh!" Everyone in the audience exclaimed, their faces involuntarily wrinkled.

Lao Hei got up from the ground, holding his stomach with one hand and looking ferocious. The strong white man also got up quickly. His left leg was a little weak on the floor, and his steps were a little staggering.

In the life-and-death struggle just now, both of them tried their best. At this moment, both of them were unable to keep up with their physical strength and were panting heavily.

At this time, everyone in the audience relaxed a little and looked at the timer, it was only 2 minutes.

But, it’s really enjoyable!

passionate!

After taking a few breaths, the two of them rushed towards each other almost at the same time again. The strong white man's left leg was a little weak, and finally he was a little slower. The old black hit the strong white man in the face with a right uppercut, and a blow

Blood spurted out.

The strong white man endured the pain, gritted his teeth, took the opportunity to hug Lao Hei, roared, raised his head and slammed into him.

"Boom"!!

Oh... the voice came out from the speaker, and Sean closed his eyes, feeling that his head hurt and his eyes felt dizzy.

So **** cruel!

Lao Hei also didn't expect the strong white man to be so crazy. The strong white man's forehead hit his cheek bone so hard that his nose was broken on the spot.

For a moment, white, yellow, and red splattered out, tears and snot burst out, and the whole person was so painful that he almost fainted.

The strong white man felt uncomfortable at this moment, which was equivalent to a heavy blow to his forehead. He was staggering, his eyesight went black, and his hands could not use any strength. The old black man, who was going crazy from the pain, struggled to free himself.

Lao Hei covered his nose. He couldn't breathe well at the moment. He couldn't see anything clearly in his eyes. His hair was groggy. He took a few steps back and stumbled to the ground.

On the other side, the strong white man was not much better. Everything he saw in front of him was a double image. He turned around half a circle and fell to the ground.

The two referees looked at each other and walked forward to look at the two people lying on the ground. It looked like they couldn't fight for a while.

He looked up at the time and saw that it was almost here. He simply called to the teams of the players on both sides to pull him down for treatment.

The game entered the intermission, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The faces of Marvin and others were still red, and young people like them were the ones shouting the loudest just now.

"Farke, Farke, Farke, this is so exciting." Several people surrounded Sean and shouted loudly.

Sean laughed, it was definitely fun!

He himself found it enjoyable!

This is different from shooting. The shooting is very fast, and the person dies with a bang. Although they are killing people and are very exciting, the excitement cannot be compared with knocking people down with one punch.

Muscle, sweat, roar, blood!

This is more directly stimulating to the senses.

"It's wonderful, it's not in vain!"

"It's wonderful, it's so damn wonderful, I want to go up and have a fight!" As he said that, Robert waved his fist a few times.

"Go up!" Sean stared at him and raised three fingers, "Three seconds, three seconds at most, and your opponent will kneel down and beg you!"

Robert was stunned, and the others also looked at Sean in a daze.

"Please don't die!!"

"Poof!!" "Hahahaha"

Everyone burst out laughing.

Beside the ring, the two were receiving simple treatment on the spot. Off the stage, they also discussed who would win in the end.

Seeing them arguing, Sean stood up. This time the guests were here for his sake, and he had to greet others.

Turning his head to look at the arena, Sean was quite satisfied with the current results.

No money spent in vain!

Other underground black boxers are incomparable to him!

Even though the fight was quite bloody, how much money did he spend in the ring can only be spent by those people.

Those directional radio equipment are all used for filming movies. They are the most high-end and professional. One of them is enough for others to build a ring.

This inspiration actually came from the NBA. The NBA added radio equipment to the rim. When dunking, the sound effect was like a cannonball exploding, and the scene effect was very popular.

Of course, it was quite embarrassing when the sound of ferric oxide came out...

Sean walked over to Gilbert's side. They were all very young and wealthy people, and they were all the heads of various companies. Everyone was enjoying watching it, but after all, they were not as excited as Marvin's group.

However, everyone spoke highly of it and said that they would visit it frequently in the future. It was very exciting and a good place to vent their emotions.

The scenery of managing such a large company and family is definitely a scenery, and the taste of power is also very wonderful.

However, sometimes I do feel depressed and angry.

But with my status and status here, I can't vent my pressure at all. Instead, I have to pretend to be calm.

Hmm...You can also vent when you are young. After all, you have a 'secretary',

But this, isn't it a bit old...

right!

After all, there must be some changes in the way middle-aged balding men vent their anger.

It’s great here!

By this time, both players had recovered a bit, and the second battle began.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the two people on the ring who were about to fight to the death.

Seeing the two of them on the stage, they started fighting again brutally and fiercely, but Sean's expression was a little distracted.

Initially, his idea was to have the two of them fight it out on the stage until one of them dies.

However, Valet Leopold, a professional event planner, stopped it.

According to him, the time span of the battle must be lengthened!

Although KOs in the boxing ring are exciting, you will make a lot less money.

It must be divided into sections and there must be rest periods so that one bet can be opened in each round.

Only in this way can there be suspense and the atmosphere can be mobilized.

The pursuit of hosting events is not victory or defeat, but the joy of swordplay.

It’s US Knife!

Thinking about it, Sean snorted rather disdainfully, do you know what victory, glory and dignity are?

A group of shameful vampires with only ‘money’ in their eyes!

Pooh!

So delicious!