Awakening the War God

Chapter 240 Matilda Barnes

"At the basketball club-of Winner Takes All...!"

As Gabriel stood outside the place that Orion had mentioned as the underground boxing club, he furrowed his brows.

It was, surprisingly, a basketball club. The bright lights illuminated the area, and on a massive billboard, he spotted posters of Dragon Kingdom's basketball stars.

"This is supposed to be an underground boxing club, and they've gone all out with a basketball club facade," Gabriel commented, rather puzzled.

He glanced around and noticed that it had good acoustics, with a full parking lot dominated by luxurious cars, many of them sports cars preferred by the younger crowd.

Occasionally, hip youngsters entered the club with stylishly dressed, sultry ladies, showcasing their assets-in line with the club's theme. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

"Are they here for sports or just some sort of game?" Gabriel muttered to himself as he followed the group of young people.

However, two security guards blocked his path once the young crowd had entered the club.

"This is a private club, no entry without a membership," the guard informed him, extending his hand with a disdainful look.

The guard's occupation seemed to have given him a sense of superiority.

"Uh... I'm a new boxer," Gabriel replied with a lighthearted laugh, trying to appear friendly.

"Boxer?" The guard appeared unconvinced. "Do you even know where you are? Besides, you look as skinny as a dog. Are you sure you're a boxer? Show me your pass, or else, not even a dog can get in."

Gabriel's expression darkened as the guard questioned his credentials. He responded coldly, "I don't have a pass, but I've got something that can serve as one."

The guard looked puzzled. "What's that?"

"It's a fist," Gabriel's gaze suddenly sharpened. He reached out with a claw-like hand and seized the guard who had been blocking his way.

With a sudden twist, Gabriel snapped the guard's arm.

The guard screamed in pain as Gabriel's punch landed heavily on his mouth, causing him to bleed profusely and lose several teeth.

The other guard, witnessing this, went pale with shock.

In a hurry, he grabbed his walkie-talkie and called out, "There's trouble at the entrance... trouble at the entrance..."

His words were cut short as Gabriel sent him flying with a powerful kick to the stomach.

"Noisy," Gabriel muttered, his face still as cold as ice, as he confronted the guard with the bleeding mouth.

He grabbed the guard's hair, his voice icy as he asked, "Who were you calling a dog just now? Your condescending attitude at the entrance was truly bewildering."

Gabriel had initially planned to blend in or scale the wall if necessary. But the guard's offensive words left him no choice but to take action.

At this moment, another group of security personnel rushed out through the club's entrance.

The leader, a man in a suit, looked at the two guards lying on the ground and his expression turned dark.

"You've lost your mind. Do you realize where you are? This is no place for such trouble," the man in the suit said, his voice full of disdain.

"I had no idea," Gabriel replied with a cold gaze, still holding his breath. If the man provoked him further, he wouldn't mind fighting his way inside.

The man in the suit recognized that Gabriel was no ordinary troublemaker, but looking at his subordinates who had been beaten, he decided to take a tougher stance.

"You truly have no understanding of the situation. Get him!"

With his command, seven other men in black suits immediately charged at Gabriel.

"Let's warm up a bit before we go crow hunting," Gabriel's gaze turned icy as he tightened his right fist. His fingers let out a satisfying crack.

But just as he was ready to go, a melodious female voice intervened, "Mr. Winslow, cut these boys some slack, don't let your men get into action."

Mr. Winslow, the suit-clad man, turned to see who spoke and immediately shifted from indifference to respect. With a raise of his hand, he signaled his men to stand down.

"Ah, Miss Wallick, do you know this guy?" Mr. Winslow asked, now with a polite smile.

Gabriel also eased his grip, curiosity piqued. He wanted to lay eyes on the woman with the pleasing voice who'd come to his aid.

As he got a full view, Gabriel was struck.

The woman before him was stunning.

Her almond-shaped eyes, elegant nose, and sensuous red lips made her a sight to behold. She exuded unparalleled self-confidence and regal poise.

Her face bore a warm, enigmatic smile, and there was a charming dimple on her right cheek, giving her an intriguing allure. She wore a qipao that clung to her body, showcasing her incredible figure. She had a bosom that turned heads, a waistline that begged to be held, and hips that gave the qipao a mesmerizing curve.

Her silky stockings and red high heels added to her sophistication, putting her on a pedestal above the ordinary.

The woman remarked, "This man is a new boxer I brought with me today. He's still figuring out the ropes, and your two guys here got roughed up. I'll cover all the medical bills, and I'll talk to Mr. Landwell about it."

Gabriel stood to the side, smiling knowingly.

It seemed this woman had an eye for talent, and she was willing to stand up for him.

This helped him navigate the club with a more favorable footing.

Mr. Winslow readily responded, "Miss Wallick, we'll certainly respect your wishes. These two brothers should've known better. We wouldn't dream of asking for their medical expenses."

"The competition is about to begin, Miss Wallick. Please, come inside."

The woman nodded and walked with her four companions into the club.

About halfway there, she looked back at Gabriel and inquired, "Why are you still here? Don't you want to get in on the action tonight?"

"Of course, of course!" Gabriel replied enthusiastically, following her.

Appreciating her assistance, Gabriel introduced himself with a pseudonym-Eunuch. After all, he was a stranger in this new territory.

The woman stopped and turned to face Gabriel, her voice entrancing. "You don't have to be so formal. I'm Matilda, the only daughter of Xavier Wallick, Chairman of the Southern Heaven Association. I saw everything that happened earlier, and you've got some impressive skills."

She continued, "Consider joining our Southern Heaven Association. I assure you the perks will be rewarding."

Gabriel was mesmerized by Matilda's melodious voice, feeling as if he were watching a captivating opera.

He guessed correctly; Matilda had stepped in because she'd recognized his skills and wanted to recruit him.

After a moment of contemplation, Gabriel responded, "Thank you for your kind offer, Miss Wallick. I'll need some time to think it over, as rushing into a decision wouldn't be wise."

He couldn't forget that he was an unrivaled figure in Silverwood. Being an underling in this city didn't sit right with him.

Matilda understood and didn't press further. Instead, she asked, "So, are you planning to step into the ring as a boxer tonight? If that's the case, I can help you register as one. For now, let's just be friends, alright?"

Gabriel admired her grace; she was not your everyday woman.

If he were a different sort of man, he might find it impossible to refuse her.

He nodded and said, "Thank you, Miss Wallick. I appreciate your assistance. If there's a suitable opponent later, I do plan to step into the ring for a match."

He recalled Orion mentioning earlier that the Crow sometimes took part in fights.

If the Crow fought tonight, and he registered as the opponent, it would be his chance to confront and defeat the Crow openly.