chapter 18- the demon jester

　　Fata Dio and Bill met under the arrangement of the second mate, and Fata Dio said with a smile, "Dear Mr. Boar, oh, there is a proposal, would you like to hear it?" Seeing that Bill's face had suddenly become very hard, Fata Dio hastily put away his mischievous mentality of deliberate teasing and honestly greeted, "Mr. Bill, would you be interested in having a wager with us on the matter of boxing in the evening?"

　　Bill said with a big grin, "That's right, that's right, I've had my eye on a fighter for a long time and I'm going to bet thirty million dollars on him, what about you? Who do you have your eye on? Mr. Second Mate, the grand finale tonight, let's arrange it for us." The second mate smiled and agreed, anyway, no matter who loses or wins, the cruise ship will draw 5% of the profit, and he himself, having just made a fortune on Yi Chen, was in an even better mood. It was just a matter of arranging a match, Mr. Captain had left it all to him.

　　Fattadio's heart crossed, out of his trust in Yi Chuan in terms of force, and the strong power that Jester had just shown in the VIP room, he kind of went out on a limb and said loudly: ''Then, I'll add one more thing, all the money, everything we have on our backs, all bets on it, including all of my clothes and yours, and whoever loses, will get off the boat in a pair of underwear when we arrive in Shanghai! How about that? How about it? Do you dare?" Fata Deo's nerves were kicking in again, and his head was so hot that he didn't care what the consequences might be.

　　Bill jumped up violently, "Me? Why wouldn't I dare? Black Bull is the strongest, he can definitely smash that fighter of yours, Mr. Second Mate, sign the bet for us. I bet 45 million, this is the cash I have on me as well as all the amount inside my credit card, the cruise can be transferred directly, you don't have to worry about me reneging on the debt. As for betting on clothing, how about ... whoever loses us jumps naked from the wear into Shanghai harbor?"

　　Fata Dio smiled, "As you wish, sir, that is. As you wish ... "Fata Deo had already made up his mind, if he lost, then while Bill was in Country C, he must send out his men to finish him off. Anyway, his boss had brought a huge economic and trade group that was about to come to Country C. There were a lot of good men in the group, so it would be a piece of cake to take out Bill and the others.

　　The second mate and other crew members watched the scene with a bit of amusement, they had seen gambling on money, life, and the women around them, but gambling on strippers was really the first time, this time it was an eye opener, and it would be a talking point in the future.

　　At night, after tasting the black pepper steak cooked by the chef from Italy, the well-dressed gentlemen and ladies started their night life. There are dancers, swimmers, ball players, gamblers, and of course, those who find a secluded corner to have a wild time. Anyway, all of them are travelers, and after this night, who still knows who?

　　As for a small group of about hundreds of guests, under the arrangement of the crew, secretly came to the secret room in the bilge of the ship, a large space of thirty meters long and twenty meters wide, in the middle of which was a ring of ten meters long and wide, surrounded by barbed wire, and a small hole that could only allow people to crawl in was opened in a corner of the wire, which was also to ensure the safety of the guests attending the ceremony, in case they were hit by a mad boxer. A cruise ship couldn't afford to take a punch from a frenzied boxer.

　　Yi Chuan originally did not have the qualifications to attend, but the divine Fata Deo directly brought him in. Yi Dust also couldn't help but admire Fata Deo's tactics in certain special areas, it seemed like they had a hand in everything. Fata Deo proudly whispered and introduced, "Our boss has an underground boxing ring, which can be said to be the largest and most effective boxing ring in that area, this kind of thing we have seen a lot of things ... You just think of it as watching a fighting match."

　　Easily Dust smiled, while Phyllis was beside herself with a bit of a disbelieving expression, Phyllis could smash a person after turning them into an icicle without any hesitation, but to see Fata Dio and the others talking about the bloody bobbing between people and commenting on people as if they were animals so easily was still something she couldn't bear.

　　Jester was still dressed in his own set of black top, jeans, white sneakers, his short hair seemed to be like a flame emitting endless arrogance and arrogance, a trace of wild light within his big eyes savagely scanned the surrounding area, and unabashedly stared at some of the nearby noblewomen and celebrities' breasts. These richly dressed ladies were not afraid of Jester's gaze, and even deliberately posed perfectly for him to admire. Being able to attract a young man with such a personality like Jester, they also felt that their charm was not small yet.

　　The first fight, took two minutes, a white boxer a side kick, a boxer who seems to come from India, the whole chest kick collapsed into, the body flew out more than five meters away, hanging on the barbed wire fence that more than ten centimeters long iron barbs. The nearby spectators cheered wildly, and a few big fat men roared in succession, "Over the top, over the top honey, I love you ... fantastic, finish off your opponent, fantastic." It looked like they had bet a lot on this white boxer.

　　The winning fighter climbed out of the cage like a dog, and accepted his manager's congratulations without expression. As for the dead fighter, his body was hung up with a rope, and his manager didn't look sad at all, just discussing something with the second mate and another crew member in the corner.

　　Yi Chuan looked at all this indifferently, watching those ladies who normally possessed infinite elegance and nobility, at this moment were screaming like a mad shrew, and disregarding the fact that their jewelry and hair accessories were all messed up.

　　In the second, two lean yellow men entered the ring, and quickly, in seventeen seconds, one of the slightly shorter fighters was kicked in the right leg leg bone, and the fight was over.

　　A few guys screamed, "Fuck, you bastard, finish him, finish him, finish this losing dog." One by one, the noble ladies and young ladies around them let loose with a petulant laugh, as if the boxer who was struggling on the ground was really as good as a dog.

　　A big fat man threw away the voided betting ticket in his hand and suddenly roared, "Fuck, kill this dog that caused us to count our money, damn it, I'll pay half a million dollars, kill him, kill him, kill him ..." almost all the spectators shouted: "Kill him, kill him, kill him ..." as bills rained down into the cage.

　　The managers of the two fighters present looked at each other, made two quick colors, and gave a violent thumbs-down gesture to the winning fighter in the arena. That winning fighter rushed to the man on the ground with an arrow step, and delivered a flying kick, accompanied by a 'click' sound, breaking his neck. A chubby lady next to him closed her eyes slightly and made 'oh, oh, oh, oh' sounds from her mouth, but she had already climaxed from the bloody scene.

　　Yi Chen laughed lowly and maniacally, ''Fuck, this group of scum, this is the elite of society? This is the so-called high society? Hm? For fuck's sake, compared to the street hooligans and prostitutes, they just have an extra layer of gold on their shells."

　　Fata Deo said in a serious manner, "It's also money that makes them as different from rogues and prostitutes as heaven and hell, if they don't have the money anymore, they'll be rogues and prostitutes just to make a living, and they're actually, at their core, so much inferior to us." Both of them laughed lowly at the same time.

　　After four consecutive fights, Mr. Second Mate yells out through the microphone, "Ladies and Gentlemen, and now, for the highlights, two beautiful fighters from South America, who will be using special weapons to deliver a fatal blow to their opponent, welcome Sally and Popos from South America." The crowd goes wild, clapping and stomping their feet as they watch the two brunette female fighters get into the cage.

　　The two female contestants could both score above 80 points if they were to look at their appearance, but their expressionless faces and a scar on their bodies outside of their bikini swimsuits greatly discounted their beauty. The ten centimeter long black daggers on the hands of the two people exacerbated the bleak feeling of the two people.

　　Yi Chen waved his hand and called over the second mate and asked in a low voice, "What are they? It would be a bit too wasteful to die like that, wouldn't it?"

　　The second mate laughed in a low voice and said by Yi Chen's ear, "They are guerrilla-trained killers from a certain South American country, and in order to raise funds to buy arms, they were brought out by certain people to fight, originally they never fought with other female fighters, but this time, for the sake of excitement, hehehehe, that's why they called them both to compete... ...You won't be interested in them, their greatest strength is to finish each other off at the moment of a man's orgasm ... Of course, they are also sex slaves for brokers as well as guerrillas, at least thousands of people have fucked them, you won't be interested."

　　Yi Chen frowned, and the trace of curiosity in his heart immediately dissipated without a trace.

　　The two men had already begun to move, their feet were nimble steps, their left hand swayed repeatedly, while the dagger in their right hand seemed like the fangs of a viper, hidden behind the palm of their hand, always ready to deliver a fatal blow. The two men were nervous, cold sweat seeped out from their foreheads, their eyes were fixed on their former comrades, the opponents who were now fighting for their lives.

　　Two cold lights flashed by, and the two daggers clashed, sending out piercing sparks as well as a ''ding'' crunching sound. Subsequently, the daggers began to collide back and forth, the two bodies seemed to turn around back and forth like a whirlwind, constantly approaching and then separating, each time they approached, it was always accompanied by a dozen or so points of sparks, followed by a sharp jump away.

　　The surrounding audience held their breath, the previous few games were exciting, but where was the excitement and hilarity of the present?

　　A bloody light flew past, a two-inch long, unknown depth cut was made at Bobos chest, her swimsuit strap was cut, her whole chest was exposed, tiny pieces of cloth slowly flew down to the ground. Subsequently, it seemed that the two of them were a bit out of stamina, unable to defend themselves well against each other's attacks, and a wound kept appearing on their bodies ...

　　The ground of the venue has been stained with blood, and some of the timid spectators around the venue have closed their eyes, but more people are more frantic and clamoring, and a big fat man roared, "That victorious chick, I want her tonight, how much is it? You guys make a price, I want to fuck her, too exciting, too exciting ... God bless, that Sally survived, her breasts are bigger ah." Immediately, a man walked over and whispered something to him.

　　The two of them dodged and exchanged stabs quickly, in the end, Sally cut Popose's hamstring with a dagger, Popose screamed miserably, the dagger landed on the ground, and then flew backward. A strange look appeared in Sally's eyes as the dagger flew out and pierced Popos' throat. A couple of the men next to her growled in annoyance and yelled something in Spanish at Sally. Sally didn't say a word.

　　Fata Dio whispered, "Taking out Bobos was kinda lucky for her, she can't be an assassin with a broken hamstring and end up worse than a whore, she might as well kill her."

　　Sally was brought out, her body hastily wrapped up in her injuries, and the big fat man who had just given the word couldn't wait to put his arm around her waist and take her out. There was no telling how many pounds the big fat man had spent to satisfy that perverted desire.

　　The second mate re-lifted the microphone and said softly in a mysterious voice, "Ladies and gentlemen, and now, for the grand finale of the evening, a heavyweight match in which both sides have staked a combined total of nearly a hundred million dollars ... The Black Bull from country A against the Jester from country B LD ... Aha, gentlemen, another little tidbit is that the bet stipulates that the losing side will have to jump naked into the harbor of Shanghai, so please look forward to it ..."

　　The audience went crazy, they didn't know about such an extra fight beforehand, and at the moment, they started to bet, because most of the guests put their bets on Jester (Jester was from LD, and all of these hoi polloi were from B), so the second mate and they quickly adjusted the handicap of the bets.

　　Jester stripped off his coat, took off his shoes, and carelessly climbed into the cage, making a few active stances inside, showing off his steel-like, lean muscles in the process. Jester casually swung two knife-legs as well as a high-pressure leg, and the air gave off a numbing 'hoo, hoo' sound. The Black Bull who was preparing to enter the arena immediately changed his face, he naturally knew that being able to use his legs to make air-breaking sounds, it was evident that the strength as well as the speed of Jester's legs were amazing.

　　The two stood face to face and Jester said coldly, "Black Bull? Cut the crap, you're dead, but, to add a little fun to my boss, I'll let you die slowly."

　　Black Bull looked solemn and grunted a few times. Bill got down on the barbed wire and screamed furiously, "Black Bull, leave him alone, he's fucking scaring you, finish him off, kill him, break his neck."

　　Jester sprinted towards the black bull, his two arms tightly pressed against his body, the corners of his mouth curved into a strange arc that seemed to be laughing and mocking something. The black bull's body didn't move until Jester's body was less than two meters close to his own, only then did he take a step backward, his upper body slightly tilted back, and stared at Jester's legs with a deadly stare.

　　Jester laughed maniacally, "Idiot? Think I only know how to use my legs?" The two hands swung up quickly and jerked towards the black bull's face. The black bull's reaction was also extremely fast, the two arms covered in front of him as if they were two doors, followed by a sinister and incomparable kick from below. Jester swung his hands on the black bull's arms, directly borrowed the force, a somersault in the air flipped back, a doughnut turn in the air, and then his feet quickly kicked at the black bull's face.

　　When had Black Bull ever seen such a perverted fighting style? Who within the ring of black market boxing would be so arrogant as to make such fancy moves?

　　The Black Bull's kicked out leg could not be retrieved in time, and his body had forcibly tilted backwards to avoid Jester's next attack, but he had already trapped himself in an extremely unfavorable position. Jester landed on the ground, then gently took a few steps backward and scoffed, "Black Bull? You really are as dumb as a fucking cow... ... Now that's just a warm-up move, huh? Ready?"

　　The black bull leapt up in a jerk and looked at the Jester a little bewildered, but the harshly exercised black bull roared and charged at the Jester.

　　Jester smiled grimly, his bloodthirsty eyes gradually flushed red, Yi Chuan disgruntledly flicked the jade pendant in his hand, Fata Deo merely heard a slight jade chirp, but the power contained in this soft sound made Jester's entire body almost faint. It was as if a wild thunderclap had struck by Jester's ears, hardening and shattering the firepower that had gradually built up in his body.

　　Jester grunted and snorted a few times, disgruntled glared at Yi Duan, landed on one foot, a three hundred and sixty degree turn in place, just when the black bull rushed in, his left foot violently popped out, the black bull's right leg was just swung up in an arc splitting his neck, the two men's feet collided with each other with a muffled sound, Jester's figure didn't budge a single bit, but the black bull retreated several steps backward, almost hitting the barbed wire fence on the iron thorns.

　　Jester cheered up: "Let's happy.Baby,it's a party. "Both feet swept out like electricity, the black bull's speed has been unable to keep up, can only barely use both hands to resist Jester's side kicks ... successive Muffled sound, the black bull has been Jester kicked flying five or six meters away, almost inserted in the iron thorns. The black bull screamed furiously, jumped up fiercely, and flew to kick at Jester.

　　Jester laughed, his hands wrapped up as if they were snakes, and with a scalp numbing 'crackling' sound, wherever Jester's hands touched, the black bull's bones turned into powder strong.

　　Jester picked up the screaming black bull and swung it above the barbed wire like a madman, and a dozen or so spectators fainted in the roiling flurry of blood and flesh. Countless blood and meat sprayed on the spectators. The second mate had been stunned by the scene and stood dumbfounded not knowing how to handle it.

　　Five minutes later, venting finished Jester carrying a thigh drilled out of the barbed wire fence, this exposed most of the leg bone of the thigh, that is, the black bull is now still left with something ... The two old men saw Jester full of murderous eyes across them, the heart of the excitement, fell back on his back, panicked by the woman next to them hastily pouring pills unceasingly.

　　The Jester walked up to Ezekiel, who shook his head and said, "Throw down that thigh, I'm not interested in dead people."

　　Jester said dryly, "Sally, that chick Sally, I want her ... boss, I want her to be my subordinate, I like the scent on her."

　　Yi Dust smiled up and gently nodded, beckoning the second mate to say, ''My people's request, you heard ... it to the best of your ability, anyway, we won this game, we should have enough money to buy that woman. If her agent won t agree, well, this is the high seas anyway, isn t it? I'm a civilized person, and I don't want to get too much blood on me when I show up on C's soil."

　　The second mate blushed a little hard and glanced at Jester, who was still flicking that thigh next to him, and he blushed in quick succession and went off with a promise.

　　Three hours later, Jester had two extra things, the puppet-like Sally, and the nickname 'Devil' ... which was a nickname that stayed with him for life.

　　Phyllis snickered and gently twisted Easily Dust's ear, looking at Jester asking for Sally in the distance, and softly said, ''Boss, it's rare for Jester to take the initiative to ask for a woman oh? What's wrong with him today? Did he suddenly have a kind heart?"

　　Yi Chen shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "How do I know? I'm not the God who claims to be omniscient ... Even God doesn't know everything, right? If you don't believe me, ask him to come and compete with me in a shooting match, I think I'm sure to win ..."

　　Phyllis laughed and wrapped herself softly around Easily Dust.

　　In the distance, Jester was also being pestered by people, those ladies and wives who had seen his robust muscles as well as his strong strength, intentionally or unintentionally began to touch Jester. Jester is not a gentleman who keeps his body like a jade, those ladies slightly hooked up with him, immediately accomplished a good thing. Looking at the noble ladies who were each covering their waist and frowning on the second day, Mr. Second Mate standing on the deck said helplessly, ''That Mr. Demon, it looks like the wickedness is not only in the boxing ring. His fists are just as powerful as his 'gun' then."

　　In the warm sea breeze, the 'Duke of Windsor' was getting closer and closer to Shanghai.

　　In order to ensure the safety of the Olympics, several subordinates of Section Chief Sun have already gotten the roster of members on the 'Duke of Windsor' and started to investigate the backgrounds of the guests for fear that they might have any different purposes ...