Chapter 1210

Over here in North America

It’s eight o’clock in the evening

Augus, dressed in a sleek black suit, sit in a private room of an underground combat pit

Below, theres a wild crowd, deafening roars, and a flurry of dollar bills raining in the air.

Nestled in the lawless zone, this underground combat pit was a gold mine, its daily earnings unknown to all.

Despite the numerous elites in North America vying for a piece of this lucrative pie, only lan succeeded

The fight club spanned seven floors, each covering an area of over thirty thousand square feet, with each floor offering different thrills

Countless elites flocked here, shedding their bourgeois skin to blend into this riotous cavalcade of the night

Augus sat, hands folded on his abdomen, silently observing the chaos below.

The door to his room opened, and in saunters Nydia, alluring in a black slip dress.

“Mr. Sanders, I’ve heard much about you. Didn’t expect you to grace us with your presence here.”

a sly smile playing on her lips, before slinking onto a chair

his gaze fixed on the turmoil

big shot like Sanders

was seemingly engrossed in the brawl below, Nydia tried to maintain her composure, sipping

raised an eyebrow, thumb rubbing pensively against his

here for a

top dogs in

deal?

Sanders, am I

a strained relationship with the combat pit. Augus even once publicly dended God, calling him a mad dog

in the club were a secret He always fought behind a mask. But Augus knew because he, too, had once

essentially branding lan.

outside world, God was a desperate lunatic, hell–bent on defeating his opponents

on his

it, he spent a month in

standing, propped up by nothing but a man’s

he had hurt lan in their bout. And

youthful vigor and an

Mr. Sanders want to

coffee cup, idly stirring the coffee with

impressive. A billion dollars, I want him to find my daughter.”

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