Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

Chapter 90

After a person has died several times, he can always bear some things, such as fear.

Sofia walked into the side door, which was a spiral downward staircase, and the passages all led directly to several floors underground.

Come to take the last floor, just walked out from the side door, and the eyes are dim.

It was actually facing the boxing ring in the center. In the octagonal cage, a tall man with a bare upper body and tattoos on his face pressed a defeated man to the ground and waved his fists.

When you see blood, there are cheers, whistles, deafening electronic sounds, and a beautiful woman with red lips and flaming hands holding a sign.

Entering the ground suddenly, it feels like a world is split into two abruptly, and it looks so blurry.

Sofia subconsciously glanced at the thin boy who was suppressed under her body in the octagonal cage. She followed the security guard and walked outside the octagonal cage, just in time to meet the boy’s desperate face.

Looking at it this way, the steps under Sofia’s feet froze for a moment.

The boy looked very handsome, and his body was still very thin. At this time, he was beaten so badly that he was completely invisible.

Brian once said that the rules of the underground boxing ring are very cruel, regardless of weight, or even gender, only winners and losers.

Back then, Finley earned his first pot of gold by boxing in the underground boxing ring, and was even spotted by the boss.

At that time, Finley was almost as immature as a teenager.

The reason why Sofia was attracted to the boy at this time was nothing else, but the boy looked somewhat similar to her brother.

My younger brother was eight years old when he

disappeared three years ago, and he is already eleven now, so he must be tall too. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

“Miss Campbell…”

The security guard in front stopped and yelled.

Sofia hurriedly followed the security guard and walked over, and couldn’t help but glance back at the boy. The boy’s eyes. were dark looking at her, the corner of his lips was torn, and blood was seeping, but he still smiled at Sofia .

Sofia was stung by this smile, she hurriedly turned her face away and ran after the security guard leading the way.

The security guards in front walked quickly, and Sofia’s

steps were hurried, and she stag g ered a little.

He quickly bypa ssed the octagonal cage, walked directly into a passage, and walked another 20 to 30 meters before

arriving at a door.

It looked like an office, and there were several bodyguards standing outside the door, each of them was about 1.9 meters tall, very strong, and looked like bodyguards brought over from Europe.

The security guard talked to one of the bodyguards, the head of the bodyguard glanced at Sofia, and Sofia couldn’t help shivering.

The bodyguard knocked on the door and walked in. After a while, he opened the door and walked out, gesturing to the security guard.

The security guard took Sofia to the door, but he didn’t intend to go in, and whispered to Sofia: “Mr. Knight is inside, you go in.”

Mr. Knight? Only then did Sofia know that the Ace mentioned by Brian was originally named Knight.

She nodded her head and thanked her, and walked in cautiously by the door.

As soon as he entered the door, he was shocked by the office in front of him. It was a very modern and spa cious house, the size of a quarter of a basketball court.

It is a minimalist style, the floor is polished white marble, there are no windows around it, just a row of seven or eight.

electronic screens, and the games in the octagonal cage are scrolling on the electronic screens.

On the electronic screens on the other two sides, crazy betting was displayed. People poured money on their favorite boxers one after another. The match on the field and the betting off the field jointly demonstrated the state of madness.

Only the man standing in front of the electronic screen looked like an emperor in the dark night, holding coffee in his hand, watching the blood in the octagonal cage lightly, and a steady stream of wealth left

in his pocket.