Chapter 245!!

Charlotte escorted Gwen to the entrance of the underground boxing match. Looking at Gwen, who was wearing a black casual suit with a chest binder, tightly wrapped, and a black robber's hood, so that it was impossible to tell whether she was a man or a woman, Charlotte said with a complicated expression:

"How about we two just go rob a bank. That's easier and it makes money faster."

"Are you kidding me?" Gwen rolled her eyes in the hood, looked around furtively, put on a special eye mask and said to Charlotte:

"Don't forget to pick me up later!"

"I, Ghost Spider, can definitely do it. Come on! Come on!"

Seeing Charlotte nod and encourage herself, Gwen pushed open the car door and rushed out, disappearing quickly.

Rather than worrying about whether Gwen can win, Charlotte is now more worried about her own danger.

He couldn't help but start looking around, becoming suspicious.

I always feel like someone will suddenly jump out from somewhere and shoot me.

Although Spider-Man will be unharmed if he is shot, Charlotte will definitely die if he is shot.

If Charlotte, who was shot, was unharmed in public, then wouldn’t his identity be exposed!

death!

A bullet caused me to die socially...

Oh my god! That's really terrible!

So, in Charlotte's vigilant eyes, everyone looked like a bad guy.

This man has a bulge on his waist. Does he have a gun?

This man put his hand into my arms and caressed me with an intoxicated look on his face. Did he want to suddenly pull out a gun and shoot me?

This person is wearing a skirt. Will bullets suddenly shoot towards me from under her skirt?

This guy is peeing in the street. Does he want to pull out a gun and shoot me when I look away in disgust?

Instead of waiting for the rush to arrive, there came the policeman who came forward to check for illegal parking.

Out of desperation, Charlotte started the car and left the place in a flash.

In the underground boxing ring, in front of the registration counter, Gwen looked around, pointed at the poster and lowered her voice:

"I want to challenge him!"

The voice has also been processed with a voice changer, making it sound neither male nor female, extremely strange.

"Oh! Falk!"

The boss who was counting money suddenly raised his head and looked at Gwen with horror.

An unopened cigar fell from the corner of the slightly plump middle-aged man's mouth. Looking at Gwen, who was dressed like a terrorist and using a voice changer, he couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end. His body trembled and he was so scared that he peed his pants a few times.

The man had few hairs on his head and dark eye sockets. He looked like a workaholic with kidney deficiency. He stared at Gwen with his eyes wide open, causing Gwen to frown.

Facing Gwen, who looked quite impressive with bright eyes, the boss's forehead was covered with sweat. He raised his hands tremblingly and said:

"How much do you want? I'll give it all to you, as long as you don't kill me. Please, please, I have a 99-year-old mother and a 1-year-old daughter..."

As he said this, the boxing ring owner couldn't help but burst into tears, with tears streaming down his face, crying very ugly.

"Kill you? Of course not~" Gwen raised her hand again and pointed at the underground boxing ring's publicity poster:

"Hurry up, bald guy~ I want to challenge him!"

"Challenge him?" The crying stopped instantly. The boss took a look at Gwen's dress, a trace of suspicion flashed across his face, and then the humility turned into full of anger.

He slammed the table and shouted:

"You damned weakling, you dare to make fun of me by dressing up like this, do you want to get shot?

Challenging the wandering boxing champion? You? Go home and drink your milk! "

The boss's ridicule instantly angered Gwen, and she recalled Charlotte's appearance.

She shouted in her lowered voice:

"Shut up, you fat, kidney-deficient dwarf, you greedy old dwarf, you should use your money to buy a mirror and take a good look at your ugly appearance. You will doubt your mother's aesthetic taste."

Following Charlotte's example, Gwen put one hand on her waist, trying to make herself look more ferocious.

But no matter what he did, he could never be as bad as Charlotte.

However, she could remember most of the words that Charlotte used to taunt others after she became Spider-Man, and now all she needed to do was to repeat them completely.

It must be simple.

Looking at her boss who was stunned by her scolding, Gwen punched his dirty desk.

Everything on the table jumped up, including the boss's head.

"Move your pig head stuffed with moldy cheese, don't just stand there stinking like your grandmother's foot bindings. I say it again, I want to challenge him!

My nickname is Peter the Ruthless! "

Gwen's pretty face turned slightly red under the mask, and she clenched her fists. These words were really hot to her lips, making Gwen want to stick out her tongue and stroke it carefully, wondering how Charlotte could say such dirty words in such a frivolous tone.

Gwen felt like it was downright criminal to say that.

But why am I a little excited?

"Mazefak!" The fat boss slammed the table and sat down.

The fat boss leaned forward and wanted to stand up angrily, but when he raised his butt halfway, he saw the clear fist mark left by Gwen on the table, so he twisted his butt and sat back down.

The whole person looked like he had hemorrhoids and could not sit still at all.

The boss swallowed, her eyes clear and her face a professional smile, like a friendly front desk receptionist.

"Oh, dear Peter, you want to challenge the Wandering Boxing Champion, right? Do you want to survive thirty rounds under his hands and take away the 10 prize money?

Great, I'll arrange it for you right away."

"Finally, your cute butt face has stopped talking nonsense. Remember my name, Flirty... Cruel Peter!

Order my bonus as soon as possible and I'll be there to pick it up."

After noticing Gwen was gone, the boss breathed a sigh of relief.

With the force of this punch on the wooden table, I am definitely no match for it.

But looking at Gwen's height and her thin figure, she is definitely not that strong and is definitely no match for the wandering boxing champion.

Being threatened and intimidated, cursed at and provoked.

The boss's face was twisted with rage, and he picked up his cell phone and made a call.

"Hey! There's a guy called Flirty Peter going to challenge wandering.

Tell Liulang that I want that kid dead!

I! Want! Him! Dead!!"

bang——

After saying that, the boss hung up the phone abruptly, still breathing heavily.

After thinking about it, his face turned red again and he called two bodyguards.

In the closed metal cage, Gwen looked at the two-meter-tall, muscular black man in front of him, raised her hand and greeted him:

“I’m Peter the Cruel Words, and if you give in now, your nosebleed won’t fly onto the roof.

I kindly remind you that you look like an ordinary person after all, and it was not easy for your mother to raise you. As for your father, your father..."

The joke that Charlotte always told her about a black man who took advantage of his girlfriend's pregnancy and ran away echoed in her mind.

Gwen couldn't help but ask him curiously:

"By the way, do you have a father?"

The defense was broken instantly, and the giant black man let out an angry roar. Amid the excited exclamations of the surrounding audience, he opened his arms and rushed towards Gwen.

And Gwen was no longer a novice, it was impossible for her to be caught by the black man. She just moved forward nimbly, squatted slightly, and kicked him with a sweeping kick.

The giant who was rushing forward was tripped and flew away, his head hitting the fence post hard. His broken nose bleeds wildly towards the audience in front of him and also flies up to the sky. He slides off the fence and falls to the ground.

The entire audience, including Gwen, who was standing behind him in a fighting stance, ready to put on a show and then win, couldn't help but stare with wide eyes.

This...solves it.

Without any excitement, Gwen just felt like a pervert beating up an elementary school student.

Even the $100,000 that was about to be received became boring.

“The match is fake!” “The match is fake!” “The match is fake!” “The match is fake!” “The match is fake!”

There was chaos at the scene and everyone was fighting.

The audience felt that this game was so fake that it seemed like an insult to their intelligence.

The boss who received the news was even more furious.

He is indeed the boss, but the entire underground boxing business is not entirely his business, but just a part of it.

So after a while, he saw Gwen coming to him and asking for one hundred thousand US dollars.

With the confidence of two helpers, the boss stood up and slammed his fists on the table. He glared at Gwen and asked:

"How dare you ask me for money? It's clearly written on the poster that you have to survive 30 rounds under the Wandering Boxing Champion to get 10 US dollars. Now you beat him without even lasting a round. I'm lucky enough that I didn't ask you for medical expenses and damages! How dare you ask me for money!

Get out of here now!"

Gwen opened her mouth, her expression grim beneath the mask.

"Who knew your boxing champion was so vulnerable? I just tripped him and he was defeated..."

"How dare you say that! Get out of here, you won't get a penny!"

Roaring, the boss closed the box containing one hundred thousand US dollars.