One evening

"Erick, think about the deal. It won’t be a loss for you. "

“ Manager, I told you. Even though I am doing this for money, I will never sell my body. And also a body like this, how much is it worth?"

"But the client wants you.”

“Manager, you also have a son almost my age. Would you ever let him take this kind of offer, even if you are in big need of money? I still have my parents breathing, and they will never want me to do this.”

Erick threw the trash into the dustbin and entered the bar. He is a part-time bartender in the bar. His work is diligent and gives him some quick money. But some troublesome customers create problems sometimes. And the manager here also gives him a hard time sometimes. But they can’t do much about it. because on his first day he made one of those customers paralyzed for his perverted act toward another customer. Even though he had to pay for his recklessness, it was worthwhile. Other than that, Erick also participates in the midnight gambling boxing fight at the underworld boxing ring and also has a Nickname called ‘shadow night’. As the boxing ring is located in that street, almost everyone knows about his reputation. So, no one can force him to do anything.

Erick completes his shift and prepares to leave from the bar. The manager enters the bar with some customers. They were looking in the direction of Erick. He ignores them and packs his things and starts leaving. Suddenly, one of the customers grabs his hand and tries to drag him toward them. Erick shakes his hand and stares at them first and then the manager.

"Manager, I think I am not necessary for this bar anymore. If you want, I can resign now. But the income of this bar mostly relies on me. Are you sure to lose in the long run to make some quick money?"

"What are you talking about? We are all in the same boat. Do you really need to make things difficult for me?"

"The one who is making things difficult is you. From the beginning, I knew you were not a very good person. And I'm not a saint either. I remained silent all the time, mostly because of money, and I didn't want to lose this job. And also because I knew that all these dark activities of you are more or less supported by the superiors. But now you have targeted me personally. You tell me what I should do while I also have some solid evidence on your embezzlement. Will the superior circle still tolerate you?"

“Erick, you...”

"Manager, why bother? You know I am a good fighter. Even if I can't hurt these customers into the bar, do you think I will leave them alone outside? And also about you, I heard your son got into a college this year. "I should try to take care of him as a fello senior.”

“Erick, don't dare to lay a hand on my son. I was just suggesting you. I wasn't forcing you. But now that you don’t need my help, I will not bother anymore.”

“I hope you will be more understanding in the future.”

Saying that, Erick leaves the bar and walks towards the building where the underworld boxing ring is located. This road is where only two types of people come. One who has nothing to earn some quick money by illegal means. All kinds of things can occur here. And the other, who has too much money, to waste that money on some meaningless things. This kind of person also earns money over money through their cheats. Erick can be classified as one of those who mentioned first. Also, the people who give the twisted recreation to the latter are mentioned.

Erick enters the building, then turns left and takes stairs down to the underground boxing ring. The moment he enters the room, he hears the shouting and screaming of the crowds. He puts his bag in the locker and sits to wrap his hand. Sometimes later he hears some commotion outside and his coach Mr. Flynn enters the locker room. Erick looks up and sees him but says nothing. Mr. Flynn sat down and put his hand on Erick’s soldier and started talking almost to himself,

“Today’s game is not simple. Some big shots came earlier with their personal fighter. They are staying in the VIP room on the second floor.”

“Personal fighter?  But this club only lets the registered fighters get into the ring.”

“Well, I heard that they are friends with the owner. But that’s not the problem here. The problem is they are betting on their fighter and they want him to win; no, he must win."

“So what’s wrong with this?"

"You are the selected opponent of that fighter." And...”

"And I have to lose. Right?”

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