1062 Who Can Define Right and Wrong?

"You should stand up..."

Lynch said softly, "Look at these people in front of you. They are actually nothing special."

"There is essentially no difference between them, you, and me. We are all human beings, and as long as we are human beings, we will all die."

"You should have killed some people. The method and process of killing these people are actually no different from the people you killed. They should be afraid of you. The problem should not be on you."

Lynch's words made Austin feel better, and a natural smile appeared on her face, "You are very good at coaxing people."

"I'm just telling the truth!"

Today's meeting was actually a test by Horn. There was nothing objectionable about his test, which was very good.

Once the Paradise Club is officially established, Horn will be able to gain more power and achieve more and better development.

He greedily enjoys everything. He has been poor for a long time. Now, it is time for him to take revenge on himself for being poor.

The establishment of the Bliss Club will be held next time, and then there will be a carnival.

Girls and boys wearing almost no clothes became one of the extravagant embellishments here, and Horn also took everyone to visit a very special show.

It was an iron cage. He would arrange for boxers to enter the cage to compete. There were no laws or rules here. Two people could come down together or alone.

The winner will receive a 3 percent commission on the total bet, which Horn will top up if the amount falls below 50,000.

Two boxers, one is a sports coach and the other is a street gangster. They are not professional boxers, boxers, fighting masters, just ordinary people.

Only when ordinary people encounter huge troubles will they fight tooth and nail.

Those boxers and fighting masters do not belong to the ordinary class, and even if they encounter trouble, a ring cannot solve it.

On the contrary, the fight between ordinary people is actually more beautiful and exciting.

Two ordinary people, each with their own reasons for winning, started fighting.

They don't have any set fighting styles, and they don't fight very excitingly like professional fighters, giving people a very "technical" feeling.

These two people were just fighting to the death between ordinary people.

The two kept waving their fists at each other's noses, hitting each other's body with any part of their body that could cause damage, and nosebleeds were the first to come out.

Then the corners of the gangster's eyes cracked, and blood covered his eyes. He closed one eye and tore the other person's ears hard.

The physical education teacher's ear was torn in half, and the pain made his whole body look like a steamed crab.

There are no rules, no time limits, whoever can leave alive is the winner!

The emotions of the audience were highly aroused. The higher the upper class and the more ruling class, the more they loved this kind of barbaric violence.

In fact, what they like is not just barbaric sports, but the feeling of controlling other people's lives. They are aloof and watch the ants struggle under their will.

The atmosphere at the scene became increasingly lively, and someone even threw a wad of bills into the iron cage.

Twenty-dollar bills were scattered all over the floor, and those bills were stained red by the blood on the ground!

Most people agree that the physical education teacher can win the final victory because he is physically better and stronger, while the street gangster is thinner.

He has a sick look on his face and a slightly thin body that makes people worry whether the PE teacher can punch him through the torso!

The battle has continued for five or six minutes now.

It also became less intense from the most intense time at the beginning.

The physical education teacher knelt on the ground and kept hitting the little gangster on the head with his fist.

Just now, the gangster stepped on the banknotes and slipped.

The physical education teacher did not give up this opportunity and rushed over to the young gangster and hit him on the head.

With each punch, a dull "bang" sound could be heard, as if the arena and the iron cage were shaking.

The fist was actually not that heavy. After the fight, the physical education teacher didn't have much physical strength anymore. The lactic acid prevented him from exerting the strength he should have.

The last two punches were a little weak.

Some viewers, some who looked like upper-class elites just now, were no longer so civilized at this time.

They stood up, waved their signatures or banknotes, and shouted "Kill him" loudly!

The physical education teacher slowly stood up, breathing heavily, and raised his head, looking at the people outside the iron cage, looking at the people wearing high-end clothes and waving banknotes in their hands.

His eyes were confused for a moment.

Then, he lowered his eyes and saw the motionless roadside gangster on the ground. Killing people was unfamiliar to him.

He is just a physical education teacher, not a killer. He has never killed anyone.

But now he must kill this man, only in this way can he get a large amount of money and solve the problem he has to solve.

This was a very difficult choice. He didn't know how to do it. Wring his neck?

Or use your feet?

He wasn't sure. Maybe it would be better to break his neck. He didn't know if he could do it, but he would try his best.

When he grabbed the little gangster's hair and was about to lift him up, the little gangster suddenly jumped forward and fell on the physical education teacher.

He rested for a while. Although he was dizzy, he knew that if he didn't fight back, he might die in the ring.

This pounce was the final explosion.

He jumped on the physical education teacher, opened his mouth and bit the physical education teacher's throat.

He had never used so much force to bite something. He could feel something twisting, whining, and making shattering sounds as his teeth exerted pressure.

The physical education teacher wanted to break free, but it was too late.

After the throat was bitten, a large amount of blood was produced in the body and poured into the body. The continuous flow of blood oppressed the respiratory system, and some blood even choked into the lungs.

He had a strong desire to cough, which was his lungs asking for help.

But the little gangster never let go. His face turned red, but he couldn't cough up.

A hissing sound came from the open mouth, and the weak airflow was squeezed out.

He fought hard with his fists to attack the man wrapped around his body, his head, his side, and his back, but the man just didn't let go.

The power of the fist is getting weaker and weaker...

The six-foot-two physical education teacher staggered a few steps before falling to the ground!

Until this moment, the little gangster didn't open his mouth. He just bit it, trying to cut off everything.

The area around the ring fell into dead silence for an instant. No one expected that it would end like this, and this just proved that Horn's choice was correct.

The fights of these ordinary people are more beautiful and more brutal than those of fighting masters.

The moves of fighting masters are deadly. For them, it may only take a few moves to determine victory or defeat, life or death.

A punch at a fatal place or a quick twist on someone's neck is not very entertaining.

On the contrary, it is not as exciting, bloody, and crazy as the fighting between ordinary people.

After confirming that the physical education teacher was dead, the medical team came on stage to separate the two people and then carried them off.

From a certain perspective, this game is actually legal.

Because both parties signed a waiver of liability before the game, they promised that they would not hold anyone or any organization responsible whether they were alive, dead, or disabled.

As for why they want to separate life and death, that is another matter.

"I'm a little uncomfortable..." Austin was still a little uncomfortable with everything here.

In order to protect the safety of federal people, they fought against stowaways, smugglers, and Marillo's warlord militants on the border.

But within the federation, those high-society dignitaries casually... trample on the dignity of people's lives.

She felt intense discomfort.

Lynch nodded, stood up, and handed the signature in his hand to the waiter, "Transfer the money directly into my account."

After that, he and Austin left together.

The waiter looked at the signature in his hand, confused and didn't understand what it meant.

It simply means cashing the signature and sending the money to Lynch.

There was some other meaning that he didn't understand.

Because the amount written on this signature is only twenty yuan.

Even if the odds were high for the gangster at first, the ticket could only be exchanged for less than a hundred yuan in cash.

After coming out of the fighting arena, Austin walked around the main square, "I don't understand something, Lynch."

"Why do you do something so disappointing when you are already so rich?"

It's not that she's naive, it's just that she really doesn't understand.

Everything that happened here today impacted her outlook, and she didn't quite understand.

Lynch lit a cigarette and smoked it as he walked, "When you only have one dollar, you just hope to fill your stomach."

"When you only have a hundred dollars, you want a place to live."

“When you have more money, more desires naturally arise.”

"For people here, wealth, money, and power are no longer the goals they pursue. They need to find something exciting for their lives to tell themselves that they are still alive."

Austin was silent, "But... there is no need to use this method."

"I mean, they can go help other people."

Lynch was a little surprised, "Why do you think they didn't help others?"

"Maybe that gym teacher has a child with a terminal illness, maybe that little gangster's only relative is in trouble."

"They have a reason to get money. Rather than letting them cause bigger problems in society, maybe this is better."

Lynch flicked the ashes of his cigarette, "I'm not saying it's correct, but when we look at the problem, we have to look at it from more angles."

"Just like those stowaways, they just want to live a stable and safe life. You not only destroyed their yearning for beauty, you even gave them a chance!"

"There is no right or wrong in this world from the beginning, that is what we think defines it."

"You know, thinking that definitions are like mathematical formulas with no results can sometimes lead to mistakes!"