The underground arena was built in an abandoned subway station, and the air smelled of rust and sweat.
More than twenty gangsters with hair of various colors gathered in a circle, staring at the two-meter-tall mechanical monster in the center of the field.
"It's the last round!" The host held a cigarette butt in his mouth and shook the banknotes in his hand. "If you bet on Chen Feng to lose, you will pay one for every one. If you bet on Chen Feng to win, you will pay fifty for every one. Hurry up and place your bet!"
No one is guarding Chen Feng.
