Chapter 433 Prestige
Thompson and Colletti were sitting together and watching the sparring match on the stage. It was a
fight between a white boxer and a ck boxer.
Both of them did not wear gloves and protective gear. In the international underground boxing
tournament, they wouldn’t wear gloves and protective gear or anything like that.
None of the boxers cared about their lives. Once they fought in the ring, the game would end only when
they killed their opponent.
Few losers in the match could alive. Even if they managed to survive, they had to spend the rest of
their lives lying on bed.
The two on the stage were fighting fiercely, and many wild card boxers were watching and cheering
around. The training match was full of enthusiasm. The two on the stage fisted to the flesh, and both of
them had already sshed blood.
Connor looked at the situation on the stage, and his face turned slightly white. He bowed and walked to
Colletti and Thompson, and said with a smile,
“I want to go to the city center to buy something."
"Purchase something? Are you serious? We will be very willing to agree, but if you want to tell lies, then
don''t me us for being impolite. You might be a sparring partner in the next training game." Colletti
said with a smirk.
Although Colletti was smiling, Connor''s sweat hairs all over his body stood upright in shock.
Connor didn’t feel that Colletti was scamming himself, because before Connor made excuses to leave,
Colletti did not say anything.
Connor thought he could muddle through this time too, but something went wrong.
‘What does Colletti mean? Do they monitor my cell phone? These damn foreign devils!’
Connor''s brain was spinning so fast that he felt his brain was getting hot and smoking, but he still
couldn''te up with a suitable excuse.
"I, this, really, really is true." Connor stammered.
"Hahaha." Thompsonughed and patted Connor''s shoulder, put his arm around Connor and said,
"Colletti, look, what did you scare him into? It''s so funny."
"Oh, Connor. I was joking with you, and you don''t need to be nervous. We are friends. Doesn''t our
friendshipst forever? You can go out if you want, you are free." Colletti raised his eyebrows as if he
was making fun of Connor.
Connorughed dryly. Just now, his heart almost popped out of his throat. The feeling of being teased
was really ufortable.
Connor forced himself to smile and had a small talk with Colletti. Then he turned around and walked
towards the outside of thebat training hall.
"Thompson, why are you speaking for him? Just now it was clearly monitored that Maximilian called
him. This bastard must have gone to see Maximilian." Colletti asked with some confusion.
"I have my ns and arrangements. Dr. Charles said the BOSS wants to get Maximilian''s blood for
testing and see what kind of genes the person who can defeat the gically modified men has. And
perhaps we will be able to find out the reason for the repeated failure of gic modification from his
genes."
Colletti shook his head, "Then get his blood in the ring. We can get as much as we want."
"The blood you get in the ring may not be suitable for testing and analysis, because it is possible that
the blood of both sides may be mixed together. Or perhaps there are other idents. We need to seize
every opportunity to get as many test samples as possible, I do not want to upset Dr. Charles."
"Well, you make a good point. The operation is under yourmand anyway. Tell us about your
arrangement." Colletti shrugged and didn’t talk back to Thompson.
Thompson took out his phone, opened the monitoring software, and looked at it, "Connor''s car and
body are equipped with trackers, so he can''t escape. Those few Kung Fu masters found in Chinatown
cane in handy. I hope they can defeat Maximilian."
"Counting on those yellow-skinned monkeys? I doubt if they can collect blood with a test tube." Colletti
said disdainfully.
"The yellow-skinned monkeys are only responsible for fighting, and the technical work like collecting
blood is for you." Thompson saidughingly.
Colletti frowned and wanted to refute Thompson''s words, but finally he held his words back.
After all, Thompson was his superior. Colletti was not sure he could overturn Thompson or not, so he
could only follow Thompson''s instructions for now.
"Yes, I''m going to get the collector."
"Don''t be upset, Colletti, you should be happy. I can''t wait to get out of this hellhole. Maybe we can fly
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back tomorrow to have some fun after we finish the business."
Collettiughed dryly, "Yes, my lord, should we change our clothes? Or Connor will be surprised if he
runs into us."
"That''s a must. Let''s go and change clothes to see what Maximilian really looks like. Do you think he''ll
be like those bloodline people? I hate those bats and werewolves."
Thompson and Colletti were chatting together. When they arrived at the residence, they entered the
room and changed into tight clothes. Then they took a hat and a mask and left with the sample
collector.
Connor drove to the location given by Maximilian, parked the car outside the cafe, and entered it in a
hurry.
When he found the private room where Maximilian sat, Connor pushed the door and walked in. Then
he turned around and saw that no one was chasing him. He breathed a sigh of relief and closed the
door tightly.
"Mr. Maximilian, I''mte." Connor said with a bitter smile.
Maximilian brought a coffee to Connor and said, "Sit down and have a coffee. How nervous you are.
Are you been threatened these days?"
"Don''t mention it. These few days are just like watching horror movies. I used to think I was a brave
and ruthless man. But after watching the training of those yers in the past two days, I realized I was
nothing. There are too many ruthless people, and I am a kind person byparison."
Connor said and drank the coffee, "Mr. Maximilian, I think the underground boxing tournament is too
dangerous, but you are priceless. If something happens to you in underground boxing ..."
Connor couldn''t bear to say the following words. The worst case scenario was that Maximilian would
die on the ring.
"I''m really not an rmist. But many people died in training match in the past few days. And a lot of
people were seriously injured. Those lunatics are really fighting with their lives. They are really
inhumane.”
Maximilian smiled and said, "I know. But now participation in the international underground boxing
tournament is no longer a matter for me alone. It rtes to so many aspects. I must fight, and at the
same time I want to use the international underground boxingpetition to set up my prestige."
Connor waspletely frozen. He didn’t expect the situation would be soplicated.