Apparently, the bookie had an agreement with Zeke. If the latter won, he would kneel before him and slap himself a thousand times.

In the end, not only did Zeke win the battle, but he also demonstrated extraordinary skills. Therefore, it was impossible for the bookie to find an excuse to go back on his words.

Zeke entered the VIP audience seat and picked Amelia up. “Let's go and look for Mommy.”

Amelia clenched her fists and waved them in excitement the moment she saw Zeke. “You're awesome, Zee! I want to be just like you in the future, fight against injustice, defend the weak, and seize the bad guys.”

Zeke grinned and exclaimed, “I'm sure your dream will come true.”

Then, the crowd watched as Zeke walked out of the boxing arena.

People outside of the arena were still in a frenzy, chattering, and discussing the battle.

They had no idea about the results yet.

“The gym has quietened down. Looking at the time, I think the match has ended.”

“Haha, I can picture how Zeke is being beaten to a pulp by Boxing King.”

“Stop spewing nonsense. Boxing Tyrant alone will crash Zeke to pieces. He doesn't deserve to fight with Boxing King.”

“The match is over. Hurry up and cash out the bets.”

A pair of security guards, one plump and the other skinny could not be bothered to check the results. They wanted to split the bets they were about to receive as soon as possible.

To them, Zeke would definitely lose. They were as sure as the sun rises in the east.

Displeased, Sasha confronted them, “Hold on, how could you split the bets when you don't even know the results?”

Pftt! Haha!

Sasha's words made them burst out laughing.

Some even started mocking her. “Ms. Silvester, are you out of your mind? Don't tell me you actually think that Zeke would win?”

“Even if Zeke could defeat Boxing Tyrant, he would still die an ugly death when he meets Boxing King.”

“I'll go on live stream and eat sh*t if Zeke wins!”

“All right, Ms. Silvester, it's time to come to your senses. What you need to do now is to plead and claim Zeke's body. Otherwise, his body might be strewn across the ground.”

Plastering a stiff smile on her face, Sasha concluded that Zeke would undoubtedly lose the match. She dropped the topic, and let the security guards split the bets among themselves.

Right then, the door to the gym was flung open widely and Zeke appeared.

All heads turned at once. His sudden appearance stirred an uproar.

“What the hell! What's going on? How is it possible that he could still walk?”

“This is absurd! He doesn't seem injured at all.”

“Looks like Mr. Boxing King has shown him mercy.”

“That's impossible! Mr. Boxing King is known to be brutal and heartless. Any match he gets into will surely result in someone dying, be it himself or his opponent. There's no way Zeke isn't hurt at all.”

“Oh, I get it. I bet Zeke raised the white flag before fighting. Hence, he's not wounded.”

“True. That's the only logical explanation. Haha, what a coward!”

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