82. Big B

[POV Adrian]

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He's a hell of a fighter. This is the first time my adrenaline has reached a saturation point inside my brain. 

"If in the ten count you does not rise, you lose! One, two, three, and four...."

Was it just me who fell, or... I was attempting to get up. My vision gradually improved, and I discovered he also attempting to get up.

"Seven eight......"

I got up, and he did as well, but his body swayed and he fell to the ground.

"Yeah! I was victorious!" I knelt on my knees with both hands raised. To greet me the entire audience burst out laughing and aplouse. Some people threw money and plastic cups.

"Great boy, great!" exclaimed the Italian. He tosses a business card his way. "Come to me at that location. Tell them you were invited by Casillas Mancini, son. We are in desperate need of a fighter like you." He directed his finger at my opponent. "It's a shame he's not Italian. I'll see you later!"

Mancin