Trafford’s Trading Club

Of course, Andrew was not afraid that someone had just messed up in his casino. There were only two of them!

If Mr. K really dares to do this, even if he is the King of Heaven, Andrew will not let people walk out of the casino door so easily.

It's just that he is quite afraid.

He was wary of this mysterious Mr. K, and at the same time he was wary of the fact that he had the ticket to the [Gold] competition. Originally, just two people appeared in his casino in such a high-profile manner. If there was nothing outstanding about them, I don’t believe in ghosts either.

"Mr. Andrew, is this the best boxer in your ring?"

Looking at a muscular boxer inside the glass curtain wall through a large piece of glass, Luo Qiu shook his head directly, even though the boxer inside was really working hard to show off his strength.

"Why, isn't Mr. K not satisfied?" Andrew smiled and said: "He has served in the army. If a boxer is trained under the same conditions, his combat awareness will definitely be better."

Luo Qiu said calmly: "If this is the best boxer Mr. Andrew can produce, I think there is no need for us to continue talking."

Turning around, the club owner nodded politely in front of Andrew, "That's it, farewell."

"Please wait a moment." Andrew suddenly tried to persuade him to stay, but he also asked the people around him to leave at the same time.

In this room used for selecting boxers, only he and Luo Qiu were left. He seemed to be trying to show his sincerity, but at the same time he also wanted to know more.

"I wonder how Mr. K can prove that he has the ticket for [Gold]?"

"No need to prove." Luo Qiu said calmly, "Now, it is enough that Mr. Andrew doesn't have the boxer I need here, isn't it?"

Andrew was silent for a moment. In fact, he didn't like dealing with people of unknown origin, and he wouldn't trust a stranger so easily.

But he felt that this might be a rare opportunity. The closer he got to Mr. K's affairs, his heart beat uncontrollably. Andrew couldn't even tell whether this was excitement or worry, but his intuition told him that contact with Mr. K would be an extremely dangerous thing.

The higher the risk, the greater the reward. Even if the other party does not hold the admission ticket, it is absolutely impossible to take the boxer from your hand without spending any money.

After deliberation, Andrew said slowly: "Mr. K, I do have a top-notch boxer on hand, and I also have a guy with super consciousness, but he is older, and these two guys are not yet tamed. I wonder if Mr. K is interested?"

"Of course." Boss Luo, who now transformed into Mr. K, chuckled: "The more difficult to tame the beast, the more powerful it is. Then, I will really wait and see."

"Bring those two guys." Andrew opened the door randomly and ordered.

It didn't take long for Anton and Oleg to be brought into a room separated by a single glass. Both of them looked depressed. But Oleg's eyes were still sharp, while Anton seemed a little more uneasy.

Seeing Mr. K looking at the two men, Andrew smiled and said: "Mr. K, a good boxer can see the value of a boxer. I think Mr. K should be able to see the extraordinary qualities of these two guys."

Luo Qiu said leisurely: "No matter how powerful a beast is, if its claws are removed, it will only be more ferocious than an antelope, but it cannot be considered powerful."

Andrew said calmly: "These two guys were just anesthetized by me. As I said, I have not completely tamed them. I am not willing to make them calmer by beating them. An excellent boxer, You really shouldn’t be harmed even a little bit anywhere except on the ring.”

Luo Qiu suddenly said: "Of these two guys, which one is more powerful?"

Andrew was stunned. This was also a question he had thought about before.

Simply looking at the most intuitive strength, Anton is undoubtedly a gifted genius, and since he is young enough, he will naturally be much stronger than Oleg, who is over thirty years old and is weakening.

However, after passing the scene in the study, he saw that Anton was just a guy with no brute strength, while Oleg was good at observation and calm enough.

"These two guys..." Andrew thought for a while and said, "I think they each have their own strengths. I can't give you the right answer."

"That's a pity. They are indeed good." Luo Qiu said indifferently: "But I only need one boxer. If you can't recommend Mr. Andrew, it is really a headache. With... …”

Luo Qiu suddenly raised his brows and said with a teasing smile unique to evil people: "Otherwise, let these two have a life-and-death contest. The one who wins will be what I need... Of course. , the one who loses, I will also compensate Mr. Andrew. Mr. K will not let you suffer."

"You want them to have a life-and-death duel?" Andrew frowned.

"Of course!" Luo Qiu chuckled: "Mr. Andrew, what I want to participate in is the [Gold] competition. You should also know what it is. If you can't adapt to life and death fighting and don't have the courage to face the rules of instant death, What am I here for?”

That was indeed true, but Andrew did not directly agree to the other party, but narrowed his eyes.

Luo Qiu sat down, and the maid behind him walked up to Andrew expressionlessly, holding a check between her fingers, "This is considered a deposit. If we can satisfy Boss, the price will be It’s not a problem.”

If this check is real, then Andrew really has to admit that the number written on it makes him very excited.

And...it's just a deposit!

To be honest, although Anton and Oleg are indeed good people, they were not cultivated by Andrew with all his efforts!

To put it bluntly, these two guys are almost the same as the ones they picked up. Therefore, just this deposit has already made him a huge profit.

"Mr. K is indeed a cheerful person."

At this time, Andrew pushed the check back and said seriously: "I don't need a deposit, and I don't even need Mr. K to pay for the boxer. As long as... after this year's [Gold] opens, Mr. K can give me The introduction allows me to become a qualifier before the next competition starts.”

Luo Qiu said calmly: "Mr. Andrew thinks that I will give myself another competitor in the future, right?"

Andrew seemed to have expected it, and said calmly: "Don't Mr. K hope that he can have one more ally in [Gold] in the future? Although only one person can win in the end, there are always obstacles on the road. "

Luo Qiu simply stood up and glanced at Anton and Oleg behind the glass. "When will they recover at the earliest? I must hope to see this life-and-death duel with my own eyes."

"Just stop the anesthetic." Andrew said calmly: "With their physiques, as long as they add some nutrients, I think Mr. K will be able to see a wonderful showdown until midnight tonight. I will be in my ring, Prepare the best VIP seat for Mr. K."

"Then I'll bother you, Mr. Andrew." Luo Qiu nodded, "I hope this is a pleasant cooperation."

Andrew also smiled and said: "I also hope this is a pleasant cooperation."

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Andrew likes to lock disobedient guys in special iron cages. It gave him the feeling of hunting a wild beast.

For example, right now, he was enjoying watching Anton and Oleg trapped in an iron cage.

He has been sitting here for more than half an hour, watching the expressions on the two people's faces and even their eyes. This is the main course that Andrew thinks is the most memorable.

"Tonight, after your anesthesia is over, I need you two to have a fight." Andrew roughly bit open the cigar with his teeth, lit it, and puffed on it, indifferently and with a sense of control over life and death, "And between you In this time, only one can survive.”

Anton and Oleg looked up at Andrew at the same time.

Oleg couldn't help but sneered: "Sir, your head is blocked due to excessive tobacco oil, right?"

Andrew said calmly: "You can choose not to fight, but you'd better not forget that I still have a Nikita in my hands. Do you know? In my villa in the suburbs, I raise several pure-blooded Siberian bears. I think they’ll be happy to have a snack.”

"you!"

Looking at Oleg's huge eyes, Andrew chuckled: "Oleg, it's too easy for me to check a person's background in Moscow... Your name is Oleg, and you have a ten-year-old child. . It seems that you have run away from home these days? I wonder if you can finally walk out of this place? Because if you choose not to fight, I will have to get rid of you."

Oleg held the pillars of the huge iron cage, but the anesthesia on his body had not passed. He could not shake these thick iron bars at all.

He had to sit slumped on the ground and subconsciously looked at Anton next to him.

He clearly saw a very clear fear in the young man's eyes, as if he was begging him not to agree to Andrew's request.

I don’t know when, Andrew has left this place.

There are many iron cages here, but only Anton and Oleg are locked up.

After a long, long silence, Oleg slowly closed his eyes, turned around, and whispered: "I'm sorry, I can't let Nikita die. I need to leave this place alive even more. I have to go." Looking for my child…so, I’m sorry.”

I never thought that a day would come when I would say this.

Dad...I'm right here. (To be continued.)