The Peremptory Casey Davies

Chapter 105 I'm So Awesome

At Flying Dragon Fight Club.

Casey and Conor stood at the door.

Conor glanced at Casey with some worry. He said, "It’s really not necessary to let all the buddies come

over? This is Alfred’s place. If we two go in, it is equivalent to entering a wolf den."

Casey laughed and said, "Compared with back then, you are timid now. At that that time, you fought a

group of people in the street alone. How brave you were!"

Conor shook his head helplessly, and said, "It is because of the things of that year that I understand

being alive is the most important thing. If it were not for luck, I would have died in that street at that

time."

Casey could understand Conor. Conor started from scratch, and then had his own huge strength in QY

City, of course he was so brave and fearless.

It was just that after getting through the betrayal, Conor became a lot more cautious. The hardships he

had suffered made him unable to be as fearless as before.

"Back then, you had to rely on luck, but now that you work for me, you don't have to worry about

anything. With me, you won't die."

Casey said with a smile, and then walked into Flying Dragon Fight Club.

Conor looked at Casey with complicated feelings. How much strength a person had so that he dared to

say such a thing.

This young man who looked harmless was a bit too unfathomable.

He smiled and shook his head, no longer worrying about anything. Compared to his previous men, he

was more willing to believe in Casey now.

They entered the club together, where the first floor was a fitness venue and the second floor was a

gathering place for fighting enthusiasts.

Alfred set up an arena on the second floor. He would arrange for people to go to the arena for

competitions every night.

The arena here was not for a normal fight. The so-called fight club was just a cover for Alfred.

There were no rules and no requirements here. As long as someone was on stage, there would be only

two endings. No matter what method was used, as long as to defeat the opponent, he was the winner.

Precisely because there were no rules, people in the arena were quite violent. It was normal to break

up others’ arms and legs during a competition.

There had even been many cases of being beaten to death in the arena here, but no one came here to

take care of this kind of thing. Because everyone here knew that it was their choice to be in the arena

or not. If he was far worse than others, he couldn't blame others.

Because the arena here was quite violent and more exciting than the one on TV, many middle-aged

people who were under great pressure would come here to watch the game.

Alfred relied on selling tickets to these people to make money. There was an endless stream of people

watching the game every day. Alfred made a lot of money by relying on this.

After Casey and Conor entered, they walked directly to the second floor. At the entrance of the second

floor, a few muscular men stood there. Seeing Casey and Conor passing by, they reached out to stop

them.

"Five hundred dollars per person."

Casey felt Alfred was really such a shrewd businessman. It had to cost five hundred to enter in, which

was really too expensive.

But he didn't hesitate. He immediately gave the person a thousand dollars.

After getting the money, several muscular men immediately let Casey and Conor in.

"Be obedient after going in. If something happens, we are not responsible." A person said.

Casey smiled, thinking that if he really wanted to cause trouble, they might not be able to take the

responsibility.

There were a lot of people on the second floor. Looking around, the crowd was dense. All of them

surrounded an arena.

At this time, two people on the arena were fighting desperately. One of them was tall and seemed to

have infinitely power, and his fighting skills were quite good. Although the person who fought him was

not weak, it was just not his opponent.

The people around the arena were all excited and yelling constantly.

Casey saw that there were bets on the side of the arena. It seemed that Alfred relied on betting on the

winner to make money.

"The Barbarian King is awesome! Kick his ass!"

"Break off his arm! Let him see how powerful the Barbarian King is!"

"Damn it, the Barbarian King is awesome. His every punch is just right to hit on others’ body."

...

Casey guessed that the tall man should be the Barbarian King these people referred to. He stared at

the man and saw that the strength of this man was indeed not weak, but it was only compared with

ordinary boxers.

If they two really had a fight, Casey could knock him to the ground with one move.

"What are we going to do now? Alfred intends to deal with us today. He definitely can't take care of

things here now. If I'm not mistaken, he must be gathering people and wouldn't come here." Conor

said.

Casey thought for a while. This was indeed a problem. If Alfred didn't come here, it really wouldn't

make much sense for him and Conor to come here.

At this time, the Barbarian King on the arena grabbed the opponent's arm, and then used force to

break his arm directly.

A miserable cry echoed the entire floor. The Barbarian King raised the man with both hands and threw

him under the arena.

The people around the arena cheered, shouting the name of the Barbarian King.

The Barbarian King also roared with his hideous face, showing off his power.

Casey smiled at Conor and said, "Since we can't find Alfred, let him come to us."

Conor was taken aback, and asked, "How do we let him come to us?"

Casey didn't answer him. He just turned around to jump onto the arena.

Seeing this scene, Conor immediately understood that Casey wanted to make some trouble to force

Alfred to show up.

However, even if Casey defeated the Barbarian King, Alfred wouldn’t come here and ignored the matter NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

at hand. What Casey did wasn’t wise.

When everyone saw Casey jump onto the stage, they immediately became quiet, not knowing what this

person wanted to do.

The Barbarian King also stared at Casey. He looked at Casey with contempt and said coldly, "Brat,

what are you doing?"

"Since I’m on the arena, it’s naturally that I want to fight you." Casey said.

Hearing Casey's words, the Barbarian King immediately burst into laughter. He said, "Are you fucking

kidding me? Look at your skinny body, you want to fight me?"

The audience also burst into laughter, scoffing that Casey was over confident in himself.

"Is he an idiot? The Barbarian King is the undefeated myth here. Few people can beat him."

"He doesn’t know himself well? Look at his weak arms and legs, the Barbarian King might be able to

slap him to death with one hand."

"I didn’t expect there is someone who dares to challenge the Barbarian King. It seems that he hates

himself to live so long."

...

"Are you scared?" Casey said with a smile.

When the Barbarian King heard Casey's words, he laughed and said, "Damn it. You are definitely the

one who is best at bragging I have ever seen."

The audience also followed to taunt Casey, feeling that Casey was indeed bragging.

"Since you want to fight with me, tell me your name. If you are beaten to death by me later, I can also

know which family you are from." The Barbarian King said.

"Conor!" Casey replied.

His voice was not loud, but everyone here heard him.

Most people present immediately became quiet.

Conor was famous recently. Those who came here to watch the game had some understanding of the

underworld forces in J City, knowing that Conor was the most powerful one recently.

Conor in the audience was stunned. He didn't expect Casey to pretend to be him. Seeing Casey's

serious expression, Conor was helpless.

But he also understood what method Casey would use to force Alfred to come over. There were many

Alfred's men present here. If they knew that Conor was here, they would definitely report to Alfred.

Alfred's target tonight was Conor. If he knew that Conor was here, naturally he would not go to Starry

Night Club again.

The Barbarian King looked Casey up and down, then sneered. He said, "You are Conor. I didn't expect

you’re such a weak man. Since you want to go to the hell today, I can teach you a lesson for Mr. Alfred,

so that in the future I, the Barbarian King, will have a place in J City!"

At this time, some Alfred’s men looked at the arena, then took out their mobile phone to call Alfred.

Casey smiled and looked at the Barbarian King, and said, "Such a great idea. But it’s a pity that I,

Conor, am so awesome. How could you beat me?"

Conor immediately covered his face. It turned out Casey wanted to pretend to be him and then showed

off, but what Casey said was so embarrassing. If this matter spread out, many people would laugh at

him.

Everyone looked suspiciously at Casey on the arena. They had heard more or less about Conor. They

all knew that Conor was a powerful and low-key guy. But why did they feel like he was showing off

now?

"Bullshit. Whether you're awesome or not, I'll know it after we fight! Looking at your physique, I guess

you can't resist my ten moves!" The Barbarian King said coldly.

Casey laughed and said, "You can’t imagine how strong I am. Defeat you? I just need a move!"

Conor in the audience immediately covered his face. He suddenly wanted to leave here.

Hearing what Casey said, the Barbarian King immediately snorted, stopped talking nonsense with

Casey, and rushed over.

He clenched his fist to hit Casey directly on the head.

"Brat, I want to see how you defeat me with one move. The so-called Conor is probably just a fool who

likes to brag!"

Casey showed a playful smile. Just when the Barbarian King's fist was about to hit him, his body

moved all of sudden. Then, he kicked back towards the Barbarian King's belly.

Casey’s speed was very fast. The Barbarian King’s speed couldn’t compare with Casey at all. After

seeing Casey move, the Barbarian King was shocked.

In the next second, Casey kicked his foot directly on the Barbarian King’s stomach. The Barbarian King

flew out in an instant, hitting the pillar of the arena. The pillar broke in an instant.

The audience fell silent instantly.