Salute To The General

Chapter 1632

And so, Cheryl, Nathan, and Kylie made their entrance into the arena, along with the bureaucrats who were in Cheryl's clique.

Hagen also swaggered in with his female companion and his team of thugs.

At the center of the arena, there was a boxing ring enclosed by an octagonal cage.

A whopping two thousand people encircled the boxing ring, screaming and shouting in excitement.

Raising an eyebrow, Nathan did some quick mental sums and concluded that the tickets would bring in revenue about a million in total.

The boxers there were the top dogs of the underground boxing world of Eurasia, and some

were literal world-class athletes.

While there were no seats for the spectators, including Nathan and Cheryl, the spot nearest to the boxing ring had been reserved for them so that they could watch the match up close.

Hagen and his gang stood on the opposite end of the boxing ring from them.

from the boxing ring, one would not only be able to see how gruesome and bloody the fights were, but also hear

crowd's cheering reached a fever pitch, the owner of the arena, a chubby man with a shaved head, hopped into the boxing ring with a microphone

cheer for Ms. Stewart's fighter, the Volkian boxing champion, Warhound!”

as he finished those

in the air, a dark-skinned, Volkian boxer with a towering stature and sharp

I found, Warhound.

pretty good. He seems like an

Warhound's entrance, the owner of the arena continued, “Next up, let us welcome the mysterious

again, the people in the crowd screamed their lungs

figure slowly made his

giant, with a massive bone structure overall but extremely thin.

eye bags and sickly-looking white lips, one could mistake him for an actual

and made a hand

as she took

“I have no idea where

brows. “He stinks like a corpse. If I'm not wrong, he's probably someone who walked straight out of a