Chapter 65 Scheming Old Man Party 7 (1/2)
The crowd went wild, literally. Considering most of the crowd was jacked up on various mild altering chemicals, watching the end of the match was like a big rush to the brain. The first match was exactly the big start that everyone was looking forward to watching and it helped pump them up in a big way.
Kennedy was rather impressed with Laz. She had seen him fight before, but the last time he did, all she got to watch was him bash up a few street punks. She never knew about the training he did so how would she know that he could do more than just scare some witless idiots. As such, she also joined in the crowd to cheer widely also keeping in mind that she had bet a few thousand on his match.
Laz didn't do much other than stand on the wooden stage and glance at where his opponent had fallen before turning around and walking off, back towards Kennedy.
”THE WINNER, BLOOD SKULL!” The ref made sure to announce after he recovered from his surprise.
The most important thing about matches such as these was to put a name with the face (or mask) and the action. When people saw a match they liked, they would remember the person who did it and pay more attention to the next match. It was something that humanity had learned as far back as the roman Colosseum when gladiators made lasting impressions on fans. Even now, people would always want to see their favorite fighters fight so making sure the name was announced was paramount.
Of course, how much the crowd would actually remember was up in the air at this point.
If there was anyone who was not happy with how things played out, it would have been Tommy. Although he didn't put any stock into this member of his house's security team, to see him beaten in one hit was not something he could stomach. His face was definitely turning red with anger behind his expensive mask.
Annie, on the other hand, couldn't have been more thrilled. She was almost screeching like an immature school girl at the way Laz won and then walked off the stage as though it was nothing. This kind of cold, detached attitude along with the chiseled body was more than enough to get her hot and bothered. Although Alex still kept quiet, the more Annie got excited, the tighter he was squeezing his glass.
The only one who remained calm about the whole thing was Jesse who was still getting his massage as though nothing in the world was more important than that. At least, that was how it looked on the outside. In truth, he was sneaking glances at Tommy the whole time as though trying to pay attention to his reactions.
Even if Tommy wasn't happy, he wasn't going to stop the event just because of that. There would always be another chance. As such, he did nothing but sit down while dragging his two pets up to accompany him.
The fights would continue as planned.
Laz walked back to Kennedy and started to put back on his shoes, shirt and jacket in a slow but steady manner. At the same time, he noticed Kennedy's burning gaze on him as though she wanted to drill right through his skin and find out all his secrets.
”Is there something wrong?” he said once he was dressed again. Although he would be going back into compete again, he didn't feel like walking around shirtless. Besides, he wanted to maintain the image that he was a professional, not just a fighter.
”Where did you learn to fight?” Kennedy asked with stars in her eyes.
”Places. Isn't this the reason why your cousin wanted me to protect you? Because I could fight?” Laz responded back while looking at her.
”He never said you could fight, just that you were tough. He never really explained why though.”
”Ah,” was Laz's only response. As he thought about it, it would make sense that Tony didn't reveal what had happened that night. After all, there are some things you don't tell a girl when she is family.
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”Well, there will be more of that soon. As long as I don't lose, we can make some money here.” Laz commented. Although the funds were important, what Laz was really looking forward to was a good fight where he could learn. He felt that with his sense and his ability to circulate his energy, the best thing he could do to get stronger was to learn some technique. Although Grandpa Chu was going to set him up at a dojo for a bit, he didn't want to wait that long. It wasn't like it was going to be a long term thing anyway.
”AH, good point. Be right back.” Kennedy started walking towards the betting table as though she had forgotten. She didn't get far before she looked back though and asked Laz a question.
”Do you want to bet on other matches?”
Laz thought about this for a minute before shaking his head no. Although they had won when they bet on him, he didn't know the other fighters and didn't think that wasting his money in this way was a good idea. After all, unlike the others here, he didn't have a ton of money to waste.
Laz sat down as though he was resting while an extremely attractive and rather scantily clad hostess walked up with a tray of drinks and offered it to him. Turning to look at her, he didn't say anything.
”Hello sir, that was an amazing match. Would you like something to drink?” She said while holding the tray out for him and bending over, revealing the massive cleavage he couldn't notice at first while sitting down.
Laz didn't speak or even react at first while he looked over. He was somewhat mesmerized by the deep valley just inches from his face. Although it was for only a moment before he regain himself, he was still glad he was wearing a mask that could hide his face. Laz didn't say anything but he did point to the various cups on the tray while the woman gave a description of each. Although a few were alcoholic, most were not since most bodyguards weren't about to drink on the job. Compared to the other drinks that the other hostesses were offering, it was obvious she was attending to him personally.