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The whole place was silent.

Countless pairs of eyes stared nervously at No. 4 who fell to the ground.

No. 4 was covered in blood.

Blood was still pouring out from his mouth and nose, as if it was going to drown him.

The blood in the body is almost gone.

No. 1's expression relaxed and he looked down at No. 4.

No. 4 struggled, trying to stand up again.

I don't know whether it was because the blood all over the ground was too slippery or because he really didn't have the strength to get up. He didn't get up for a long time.

"Why bother? If you give up now, you can die more comfortably." There was no sympathy in No. 1's eyes.

The battle of life and death.

Whoever is soft-hearted loses.

"impossible"

A few vague words popped out from No. 4's teeth.

His body was scarred, but his eyes were still like a ferocious wolf.

No. 1 shook his head.

"If the boss hadn't said that we couldn't win too easily, I would have really wanted to help you end it right now."

"Just let you perform a little longer, they like to watch it very much."

Number 1 looked around at the audience and waited jokingly for Number 4 to get up.

"stand up!"

"Fight!"

The audience roared at No. 4.

No. 4 struggled in a pool of blood for a long time, and finally stood up tremblingly, clenched his fists reluctantly, and staggered towards No. 1.

Number 1 just turned sideways and did nothing.

No. 4 fell again.

The body is overwhelmed.

Every movement was a pain to him.

But compared to the physical torture, perhaps what was more painful for him was dying here without dignity.

There will never be a day to come forward.

He stood up again.

This is already a miracle.

If placed in a movie, his tenacity would definitely impress hundreds of viewers and make him a powerful opponent.

The spirit is moving.

pity.

This is an emotionless place.

There are only the cruel rules of life and death, the greed of gamblers, and the indifference and darkness of the masterminds behind the scenes.

Boom!

No. 1 punches.

No. 4 fell to the ground like a falling leaf.

Breathing weakly.

It seemed that he no longer had the strength to fight back.

But the audience didn't give up.

They expected him to make a desperate counterattack like he did in the last game.

"Get up and fight!"

"What are you doing on the 4th? Get up and beat me if you're not dead!"

"If you make me lose money, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

Their eyes were red, and they were shouting, cursing and roaring at the top of their lungs.

"Isn't it possible? You can't lose, right?" The middle-aged man was trembling all over, with cold sweat breaking out layer by layer.

"Brother, please tell me the truth. Whether No. 4 can win, my heart can't hold it anymore."

He looked at me like a savior.

I sighed heavily.

Unable to answer.

It's already this time, if you don't take chicken blood pills on the 4th.

That's all irreversible.

"No way, no way"

The middle-aged man looked ashen and joined the group of people yelling at No. 4.

No. 4 lay motionless, as if dead.

No. 1 gave him one last look, walked over, and raised his fist.

The game is coming to an end.

But at this time, No. 4 seemed to say something.

"Huh?" No. 1 stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

"Cough cough cough"

No. 4 just covered his mouth and coughed violently.

Blood kept seeping out from between the fingers.

"Oh, you should thank me for helping you end your pain." No. 1 had an expressionless face and lowered his raised fist.

Boom!

Everything is settled.

"No"

The audience closed their eyes in fear.

The middle-aged man fell limply to the ground like a lost soul.

It was quiet for a second, two seconds.

"He's not dead!"

"No. 4 is not dead!"

Someone shouted in shock, their voice trembling due to excessive excitement.

Everyone opened their eyes and stared at the arena again.

No one knows how No. 4 avoided that punch.

When everyone looked at the arena again, he had already stood up unsteadily.

The collapsed chest seemed to bulge out a little.

Breathing slowly becomes stronger from weak.

No. 1 tilted his head in confusion.

But I soon felt relieved.

"That's right. If they lose so easily, how can those idiots be willing to do so?"

He smiled nonchalantly.

"It's all the boss's arrangement anyway, so let's play for a while longer."

No. 4 stood quietly for half a minute.

The body no longer shakes.

The head slowly raised.

Under the blood-wet hair, the fierceness in those eyes made No. 1 shiver for no reason.

"No. 4 will win!"

"No. 4 will win!"

"No. 4 will win!"

The audience shouted wildly, and some even burst into tears with excitement.

The atmosphere was unprecedentedly warm.

"What a turn of the century!" The middle-aged man was already crying. While crying, he yelled with all his strength in a hoarse voice.

"No. 4 must win——"

The shouts were loud and echoed throughout the entire arena.

For a long time.

My sinking heart finally stopped and I saw a glimmer of hope.

Couldn't help but stand up too.

"Come on, No. 4!"

"Fight for dignity!"

The gauze wrapped around his hands was bitten open by his teeth and fell to the ground.

No. 4 showed his hands full of scars.

The arms that were not thick tightened, and the fists clenched again.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The audience was so excited that they almost lost control.

This atmosphere made No. 1 very unhappy.

Frowning slightly, No. 1 took the lead in attacking this time.

Eye No. 4 is as heavy as water.

No one could understand what he was thinking.

The body is obviously full of blood and scars, but the speed is extremely fast.

Although No. 1's every punch was like a tiger coming out of its cage, violent and powerful, every punch hit the air.

Not even size 4 clothes were stained.

No. 4, who was clearly on the verge of death, miraculously got better and better.

"what happened?"

Gradually, No. 1 felt something was wrong.

No. 4 did not rush to attack. While dodging quickly, he observed all the movements of No. 1 with sharp eyes.

No. 1 became more and more guilty the more he fought.

There was a little more panic in his eyes, and he looked around for help.

The duration of hormone medication is limited.

He is dying too.

I looked around the arena.

The staff is gathering hurriedly toward the back of the arena.

The mastermind behind the scenes also noticed the problem.

No. 4 has to win the game before they can react.

"quick!"

I secretly became anxious and clenched my hands involuntarily.

No. 4, who was stared at by countless pairs of eyes, remained calm and unaffected in the slightest.

No. 1's movements are becoming more and more chaotic, and there are more and more flaws.

Finally found the opportunity on the 4th.

It's now.

Killing intent suddenly appeared in his eyes.

A blow that had been charged for a long time was struck suddenly.

No. 4 jumped up and punched No. 1 on the head.

Click——

The skull was cracked.

No. 1's body shook, and blood flowed down his forehead.

Supported by the residual effects of the hormone medicine, he did not fall down immediately. Instead, he instinctively used his thick arms to strangle No. 4's neck.

No. 4 doesn’t care.

Punch after punch, violently attacking No. 1’s temple.

The eyes of the audience radiated hot light.

A moment ago, No. 4 was being wildly insulted and cursed by them.

At this time, he became a savior-like existence

Every time No. 4 throws a punch, he will win a round of cheers.