"What special ability? It's just a technique from ancient moxibustion to stimulate acupoints." Kingsley added with a faint smile, "Besides, you haven't fully sobered up yet. You'll still feel the hangover tomorrow after a good night's sleep."
Baron and Wendell were astounded, and their fear of Kingsley grew stronger. This extraordinary skill defies the boundaries of science!
"Boss Nicholson, now that we're both sober, let's head down to the boxing arena and see what's ongoing." Baron swallowed his saliva hard before continuing, "It should be about time once they finish setting up the ring and organizing the fighters."
Kingsley nodded in agreement. "Alright. I'm also curious to see what it's like."
They descended to the basement level, where the members of the Black Boxer Gang were bustling with activity. For the members, the preparation for two boxing matches per week was part of their job.
The ultimate dream of these miscellaneous gang members was to step into the ring and become fighters themselves. After all, a single match could generate thousands of dollars in income.
Observing the bustling staff, Kingsley commended Baron, "I must say, you're running this underground boxing arena with remarkable efficiency."
Baron grinned. "You're flattering me, Boss Nicholson. The brothers depend on it for living, so we give it our all." As he spoke, he guided Kingsley and introduced, "Boss Nicholson, let's head to VIP Room No. 1 today. The view from there is excellent, and you can see every corner of the ring."
Agreeing with a nod, Kingsley followed Baron to the neighboring VIP room. Inside it was a long leather couch that occupied the space, accompanied by a glass table adorned with an assortment of beverages.
"Please have a seat, Boss Nicholson." Baron offered a betting machine and added, "I'll cover all the bets you make today!"
Kingsley smiled faintly. "Let's skip the small bets. We can have some real fun at Sunshine Casino one day."
He was well aware that the outcomes of matches in this boxing arena were manipulated behind the scenes. Even if they placed small bets of thousands of dollars, it was merely going through the motions. Moreover, he came today to immerse himself in the atmosphere of the boxing arena and explore the possibility of honing his skills in the ring. Gambling was not his primary purpose.
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