For father and mother

As Ryder was about to pass them, the man who received the money from him held his shoulder.

"Remember, Ryder. Your father still owes twenty gold Crowns. If you don't pay it off in these two months, you'll know the consequences," he said as he squeezed Ryder's shoulder.

"Take your hands off my hoodie. You dirty it," Ryder replied casually, without turning his head in the slightest.

Ryder was wearing a red hoodie and black training pants. He deliberately wears it to move freely when fighting, making his body feel light, as if he is an eagle ready to snatch prey.

"watch your words, Ryder!!" the man shouted.

Since then, Ryder has been clenched his fists. He twisted his body quickly, then launched a single hook punch towards the man's stomach.

Bugh!

The man immediately sat on the floor with a grimacing face in pain.

"Fuck you, Ryder!"

Not accepting, the man's friend immediately kicked at Ryder. But Ryder quickly jumped forward, dodging the kick with a clean straight move. If only the attack had hit him, the injuries he had received from the previous fight would have definitely worsened.

The man who had been hit by Ryder's punch slowly stood up, staring at him sharply, still unreceptive to the attack just now.

"Ryder, how dare you do this to me! Your father owes a debt to our boss. If you want to pay it off, bring the money I mentioned earlier," said the man who had been punched by Ryder, holding his stomach.

"After all, it's not my debt, you stupid bastard."

Ryder mocked the man. His father did owe him thirty gold Crowns, but Ryder had already paid them nine gold coins, and tonight he had just paid one more coin. In total, Ryder had paid off ten gold coins.

"If you don't pay off your father's debt, your life will be at stake!" the man shouted.

"Go ahead. My life or yours will be lost, I don't care about your threats just now," Ryder replied casually.

The two men were provoked by Ryder's provocation, they immediately ran towards him. Ryder raised both of his hands forward, preparing to face them.

Ryder is indeed very good at provoking his opponents. He never fails to do so. For him, provoking opponents is a way to bring them down mentally. When provoked by provocation, the opponent's mind will be chaotic, making them lose focus in the fight.

When they arrived in front of Ryder, the two men immediately attacked. The man who had previously been hit by Ryder immediately threw a straight fist towards Ryder's chest. Ryder quickly crossed his arms to fend off the attack.

The man's punch was successfully parried by Ryder, although he still felt pain from the blow. The man's friend also attacked, jumping at Ryder with his fist raised, aiming at his cheek.

There was no time to deflect the blow.

Dug!

Ryder's cheek was hit by the man's punch.

Ryder's footsteps took a few steps back, and his mouth began to bleed again.

Ryder rubbed the blood at the corners of his lips with the back of his hand. In his mind, his mother's pale face flashed, staring at him from the hospital bed. 'I can't lose here,' he thought. He looked at the two men in front of him, no longer with anger, but with burning determination.

"Feel it, Ryder!" said the man's friend.

"Tch."

Ryder spat out the blood that came out of his mouth. The blood was nothing compared to his mother's suffering. Her mother had been suffering from cancer for the past four months, and Ryder was always thinking about the cost of her treatment.

Before becoming a street fighter, Ryder worked as a cashier at a bakery near his home. He was very grateful because the shop was not far from his apartment, even though the salary given by the shop owner was not large.

The money that Ryder saved from his job at the bakery was used up just to pay off his father's debts. Every time the collectors came, Ryder had to have the money. Otherwise, her mother would be in danger.

At that time, Ryder decided to quit his job as a cashier and started looking for information about street fighters. He knew that from there, he could earn more money.

Ryder never imagined himself to be a street fighter. He did all this just for his mother's sake. However, after feeling the sweetness of victory, Ryder began to enjoy it. In the ring, every punch and scream of the audience made him feel alive. There, he was able to release all the stress and pressure that he had been harboring.

Ryder is an only child, having no younger brother or sister. Before she got sick, her mother was a very cheerful figure. Ryder always tries to buy whatever his mother wants. However, everything changed since people in neat suits started coming daily to their apartment, making her mother uneasy.

Now, his mother's condition was critical, and Ryder had to be able to pay for hospital treatment costs that amounted to around twenty gold Crowns.

Ryder began to search for information about street fights back then. He realized that his job as a cashier at a bakery would not be enough to pay for his mother's medical expenses.

Every day, Ryder buys newspapers to look for information, but information about street fights never appears there. The fight was carried out secretly so that the government would not know.

Ryder didn't give up on getting information about the street fights. Eventually, he gets that information from Dog. At that time, Dog was losing his wallet in front of Ryder's apartment, and by chance Ryder found it.

Seeing Ryder's sad face, Dog immediately asked about his situation. Ryder also told the situation without much ado. Dog who heard his story felt sorry for Ryder.

In exchange for Ryder having found his wallet, Dog tells him that there is a way to get enough money for his mother's care expenses. Without saying much, Dog told Ryder to join the fight at his Harlem club.

Ryder's heart at that time immediately pounded when he heard the news. He didn't believe that luck could come suddenly.

This is where Ryder's career as a street fighter began, all for the sake of his mother.

Right now, Ryder was looking at the two men in front of him with extremely cold looks.

"We really like that look, Ryder. The gaze of a child who has debt," said the man who managed to hit Ryder on the cheek.

"From you guys, it's like two dogs hunting for something," Ryder replied as he pulled his hoodie off, covering his head.

The two immediately furrowed, not accepting Ryder's remarks just now. Their faces flushed, as if ready to vent all their emotions to Ryder today.

"You're going to die here, Ryder!!"

"Let's try, who will die here, you or me," Ryder replied coldly.

Today, Ryder will fight against two men in black suits. Ryder's soul had never been afraid of them. In fact, he couldn't wait to return to fight today.