Hollywood Hunter

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Neil Bennett personally propped up the guardrail to let Simon enter the ring, ignoring the buzzing discussions around him, seeing that his boss definitely surpassed the body shape of most ordinary people, still worried: "Boss, why don't we It's dangerous to go back to practice for a while and then come back up."

Simon moved his wrist, stretched it out and said to Neil, "It's a little loose, help me put it on again."

Neil Bennett reluctantly helped Simon tighten his gloves through the guardrail, looked up and down, and then turned his head and instructed the manager of the fighting arena next to him. A placard girl in a bikini came on stage to help Simon put it on.

Simon sat down on the stool that Neil had put in, and said to the brown-haired girl who approached eagerly: "The wrist braces and knee braces don't matter, as long as the ankle braces are fine."

The brown-haired girl nodded obediently, squatted down in front of Simon, watched him raise his legs, reached out and pulled the man's feet towards her, and put it directly on a section of white thigh, while putting on the protective gear, she said: "Mr. Westeros, my name is Danica."

Simon didn't reject the little tofu that was brought up, and said with a smile, "Hello, my name is Simon."

Danica laughed, revealing two beautiful dimples.

With the ankle braces on, Simon stood up and jumped twice, raising his hand to the manager of the fighting arena next to him.

"And this," Neil Bennett, who was still on the other side of the guardrail, raised his mouthguard to Simon, noticing the hesitation in Simon's expression, and took the initiative to explain: "New."

Simon opened his mouth and put it on.

In the fighting arena, the commotion of the audience became more and more obvious.

Simon put on his mouthguard, took one last glance at Patrick Johnston and James Pike offstage, and moved to warm up.

On the other side, a boxer with a flat head and Simon's body size also stepped onto the ring and took the initiative to smile at Simon.

There was obvious concern in his expression.

Simon Westeros.

How to fight this?

All the professional boxers in the field rely on this line of business to eat.

Who is Simon Westeros?

The youngest super-rich, the richest man in North America with a net worth of $6 billion, a Hollywood director, a genius in the financial investment industry, the son-in-law of the Johnston family...

A bunch of halos.

It just doesn't have boxer attributes, right?

Against this kind of person, it's no good to win, and even less good to lose.

More seriously.

If this is broken, the end will be even worse.

At this time, the host started to announce, and his voice trembled: "The next match is Jason Greer and... Simon Westeros!"

With the sound of the broadcast, there was an uproar in the arena, and there was an obvious surging of the crowd towards the ring.

Originally, many people were guessing, and they thought it was only similar in appearance.

Now.

It's really Simon Westeros!

Under the ring, James Pike felt the restless emotions of the audience around him, and said to Patrick next to him: "Otherwise, let's stop. Simon and your sister are getting married soon, don't get hurt."

With an expression of fear that the world would not be chaotic, Patrick easily pointed to Neil Bennett and another bodyguard who were guarding under the ring, and said, "Someone is watching, and the stage has also explained that there will be no problem. ."

James Pike regretted it the more he thought about it.

He really shouldn't have encouraged Simon to come to power with Patrick just now. In case of any accident, he felt that his old man would definitely break his leg.

I want to explain a few words to the boxers and referees on the stage, but I can't find the opportunity at this time.

on the ring.

The middle-aged referee routinely checked the protective gear on Simon and Jason, and finally asked in a low voice, "Mr. Westeros, are you sure you want to come?"

In this game, except for Patrick and the audience who didn't think it was a big deal, everyone else didn't really want Simon to come on stage.

You can't joke like that!

Simon nodded again, and said to Jason Greer, who seemed to be thinking about how to deal with it: "Let it go, I can still afford to lose. Beat me and give you $100,000."

When Jason Greer heard Simon say this, he suddenly became spirited.

The referee next to him winked at Jason while Simon was not paying attention.

Take it easy, money is important, life is more important.

Jason Greer noticed the look in the middle-aged referee's eyes, and immediately understood, calmed down a little, and began to think about how to win the billionaire without making him lose too ugly.

The hot bikini placard girl walked around the venue for a week, the gong sounded, and the game officially started.

Simon raised his hand in front of him, bowed slightly, and skillfully made a defensive gesture.

Inheriting the memories of so many people, Simon also has a lot of fighting skills in his mind, and he has never relaxed in fitness in recent years. Moreover, Simon has always known that he has a natural strength that exceeds that of ordinary people. Although he has not tested the limit, the 200 kg bench press in the gym is easy for him.

Therefore, he is still very confident that he will not be too embarrassed to deal with this kind of free fighting without too many rules.

With the opening of the defense, for three full minutes in the first game, Simon kept walking and dodging, hardly making any shots.

Jason

Greer probably understands that Simon is looking for feelings, and he knows from Simon's fairly professional fighting posture that the billionaire is not ignorant about fighting, so he is no longer so timid and patiently accompany him Simon wrestles.

In the second game, Simon finally began to try to shoot, and Jason Krell also read the $100,000 promised by Simon, and also began to fight back.

It's just that the confrontation is still not fierce.

Outsiders watch the fun.

When the third game started, Simon was still dodging more than attacking, and when Jason Greer seemed to be 'playing' with the big man, there were boos in the field.

You don't come here to fight fake punches.

As a player in the game, Jason Greer is more and more surprised, because he has played more than 70% of his strength without knowing it, but his opponent is still at ease.

and.

Although he was hit not many times, it was a real pain when Simon Westero hit himself.

The standard five-inning game quickly came to the fourth inning.

Three rounds have been passed, and at the beginning of this time, Jason Greer launched a fierce attack on Simon without reservation. Simon was still on the defensive, but also began to increase counterattacks.

After such a fierce confrontation, the boos from the audience finally subsided, and everyone could not take their eyes off the other side to be defeated.

On the ring, after seemingly struggling to block Jason Greer's combination attack, Simon took advantage of the fact that his opponent's center of gravity was tilted, and suddenly charged up and threw an uppercut.

boom--

This is not a movie.

Certainly not the sound of boxing.

It was the sound of a strong man who was 1.8 meters tall and weighed 90 kilograms and fell to the ground like a broken sack.

On and off the stage, those who were originally worried that Simon would end up like this were all stunned for a few seconds. Seeing that Jason Greer was lying on the ground motionless, the two doctors who were guarding the stage were stunned. rushed to the stage.

After a hurried examination, one of the doctors said to Simon: "Mr. Westeros, he fainted."

"Just fainted?"

"There may be some concussions, but it shouldn't be a big problem."

The manager instructed the staff to carry Jason Greer down, and the referee remembered that. He stepped forward and grabbed Simon's right hand and raised it. The host's high-pitched voice was also heard on the broadcast: "The winner is Simon Weiss. Tello."

There was applause from the audience.

Simon didn't step down, but he walked to the side of the stage and said to the manager of the fighting arena: "Change to the next one, tell them, if you beat me, you will be rewarded with $100,000, and if you lose, you will have nothing."

Seeing that Simon was going to continue, the audience who didn't have much feeling just now gave a warmer applause.

Then.

second round.

Game three.

Fourth game.

...

When Simon knocked his tenth Asian opponent from Thailand to the ground with a fierce elbow, as people continued to pour into the already full fighting arena, there were uniform and enthusiastic shouts. .

"Westeros, Westeros, Westeros..."

For ten consecutive games and ten consecutive KOs, many fighting enthusiasts in the field looked at Simon beyond the scope of worship.

Watching a super-rich lose ten opponents in a row, most people think that, although only bystanders, is enough to brag about themselves for many years.

Naturally, Simon himself cannot be intact. Neil Bennett, who has been guarding the ring to guard against accidents, watched his boss's obviously swollen cheeks and other scars on his body. After the referee announced the result, he opened the guardrail and entered the ring. Said: "Boss, we can't continue any more."

Simon also felt a little collapsed. He raised his eyes and looked at the electronic clock hanging in the field. It was past the early morning, so he nodded.

However, Simon did not step down directly, but walked to the side of the stage, motioned to Patrick, who was already stunned, and said to James Pike next to him: "Go, change him, let's have a game."

Knowing that my brother-in-law brought me here tonight, I have no peace of mind.

In fact, despite Patrick's instigation, if Simon didn't want to, he would never succeed.

However, the lesson still has to be learned.

Patrick didn't seem to hear what Simon said, opened his mouth, and seemed to ask: "Huh?"

Simon gestured to James Pike again, and Patrick was pulled backstage.

Neil Bennett saw this situation and did not discourage it.

Simon is injured now, even if there is nothing serious, he will definitely be trained by Raymond Johnston when he goes back.

As the initiator, the most incompetent young master of his own should indeed be taught a lesson.

James Pike personally took Patrick to the backstage to change his clothes, and ran back alone in less than a minute, with an obvious smile on his face and said to Simon: "Pat ran away, Simon, do you want to chase it back?"

Simon waved his hands with a smile, and stepped off the stage with a little force on the guardrail.

Seeing Simon leaving the ring, the audience who knew that there would be no next match rushed here, trying to find an opportunity to contact Simon.

Neil Bennett hurriedly motioned for the surrounding staff to protect Simon and squeeze out the crazy crowd into the backstage.

Sitting down on a sofa in the background, Simon finally felt a sense of relief. Hearing the faint cries of 'Simon' and 'Westeros' from the front desk, he let a few bikini girls around him help.

I took off my gloves and ankle braces, and I was so exhausted that I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

Although there was a break in the middle, ten consecutive high-intensity confrontations lasting nearly three hours had drained the last trace of potential in Simon's body.

Can't remember much of what happened next.

I vaguely felt that I was sent to the Johnston family's private medical center in the city. After a lot of tossing, Janet also appeared and seemed to say a few words before returning to the mansion.

And then.

The drowsy black dream lasted for a long time. Someone was touching the wound on his face, he grabbed it and pulled it over and hugged him in his arms.

Very reassuring feeling.

Finally woke up, this is Simon and Janet's bedroom in the Johnston's mansion, a woman curled up in his arms like a kitten.

He turned his head to look out of the dimly lit window, wondering if it was early morning or dusk.

Feeling his movement, Janet opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes glanced over, flickered a few times, her head came over, and a small white tooth bit his ear.

When the pain came, Simon directly begged for mercy: "Don't, it's you who bit off your heart."

"Bastard, I don't feel bad for you," Janet pressed a few more times before letting go of him, her smooth face rubbed against Simon's face, and then propped herself up to look at him again: "Don't do this again in the future. "

"Well, I promise," Simon said, looking up and kissing the woman's lips, "What time is it now?"

Janet didn't answer, she held Simon's face and continued to look at him: "You must promise."

"It must be guaranteed," Simon nodded solemnly and said, "Actually, it was your brother who encouraged me, and finally wanted to teach him a lesson, but he was run away."

"I don't care about your crap," Janet lowered her body again and leaned against Simon. "Dinner will take some time. Are you hungry, can we go out to eat?"

"Hungry," Simon said, feeling something smack him, and when he touched his body, it turned out to be a button, which he threw aside, and continued to Janet: "However, let's eat at home. Besides, old man Are you angry?"

Janet grabbed the button back, raised her hand and threw it into the gap between the head of the bed and the wall, watching it disappear, put it on Simon's chest again, and said, "No, but the media is very lively today, and the newspapers are full of excitement. It's the news of 'Simon Westeros KO opponents for ten consecutive matches', and there are videos coming out, and there are reports from North America. You are already a boxing champion, aren't you proud?"

Simon listened to the little sarcasm in Janet's tone and said, "It shouldn't be allowed to video and take photos in the fighting arena, right?"

"You went crazy on stage last night, and the whole of Melbourne was disturbed. So many people squeezed past, how to prepare for such a thing. Unfortunately, after I rushed to the city, I could only see you in the hospital."

Simon smiled and said: "I originally said that I would discuss Cersei Capital with Tony today, but I can only postpone it until tomorrow. Blockbuster will be listed on the 18th, and I will stay for another day tomorrow. I have to rush back to North America the day after tomorrow. Time is really tight. ."

Janet hummed, obviously lacking interest.

Simon sensed the woman's emotions, and stopped talking about it, holding the woman's light body aside, and said, "Okay, you can lie down for a while, I'm going to get up first."

Janet's small arm wrapped around Simon's arm until he sat up, and finally scratched on his back before burying her head on the pillow and watching the man get dressed.

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