Chapter 492

Ethan was also sent to the hospital after the match; his jawbone was fractured.

The doctor held up the newly taken X-ray film, looked at it against the light board for a while, and even pointed out the fracture.

“It’s not a big problem, just a fracture. I hear he’s a boxer?” The doctor put the X-ray film aside.

The coach nodded. “Yes, we just finished a match. This is what caused it.”

“Will it affect his future career as an athlete?”

The coach had heard of someone’s jaw being shattered, but he had never really encountered it. He was also very panicked.

Ethan’s physical quality had once again proven to him that as long as he could continue to grow, he would surely become the new boxing champion of the Federation.

The doctor smiled and comforted him. “I don’t think there’s a problem. The fracture is not very serious, but it’s best not to participate in any more matches for a short time, or to avoid impact to the jawbone as much as possible.”

“In a sense, such a minor fracture is actually good for his athletic career!”

The doctor looked at the bewildered coach and the people around him and briefly explained the process of bone reconstruction after an injury.

And he emphasized that the bone quality of the healed bone would be harder and more reliable.

Hearing that it would not affect Ethan’s professional career, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as they were talking, a young captain came in from outside with a bag.

Lance glanced at it and left the room.

“This was found in the trash can in the tunnel. It should be what they threw away.”

Lance opened the bag and saw a pair of hand wraps made of hard, dry bandages.

He weighed it; it had some weight.

Just at this moment, the coach in the room also came out from outside. Lance handed the bag over.

The coach knew Lance and was a little in awe of him. He was a little confused, but still took it and glanced at it.

Just one glance, and his blood pressure shot up, his face turning red!

“Motherfucker, these sons of bitches actually played dirty!”

He took out the two plaster gloves that now looked like a ball, cursing nonstop.

“They all say Logan is dirty, but they’ve never found any evidence of him cheating. So this is it!”

The coach looked at Lance. “Mr. Lance, what do you plan to do?”

The coach was not a “simple” person, or rather, no one in this line of work could be simple. He had also come into contact with many gangs, otherwise he would not have been chosen by Lance.

Gangs betting on fights or holding underground fights also needed fighters.

These fighters were definitely their own people, but they also needed professional coaches and techniques, so the coach also often provided training guidance for local gangs or some underground fighters.

He had also once wanted to be a boxing champion, but his talent had limited his performance, so much so that he still hadn’t won a championship at any level to this day.

Now he placed all his hopes on Ethan. Although he couldn’t become a boxing champion, he could become a boxing champion’s coach. This was also an extraordinary honor!

Whoever wanted to destroy his dream was his mortal enemy!

He knew that gangs had their own methods. These people had broken the rules first!

Lance nodded. “They will pay the price.”

A plain statement, yet it made the coach feel an extraordinary power. He nodded vigorously. “Thank you.”

“You don’t have to thank me. Ethan is my brother too.”

Soon, Lance’s men took action. Logan was seriously injured. After a concussion, he needed to rest in bed for a period of time, and he had also been hit hard in the jaw. He also needed a full set of check-ups and hospitalization.

They left earlier than Ethan, so they finished their check-ups earlier.

The coach was at his bedside, talking to him about some subsequent developments. Logan was clearly a little absent-minded.

“Hey, kid, listen to me.”

“Losing to those monsters is not your problem. They are monsters, monsters, understand?”

“Even if the boxing champion came and took a punch from you, he would have to go down. But look at him, he recovered so quickly. It’s not your problem!”

Logan’s lips moved. He had cheated and still hadn’t won. Whose problem could it be?

But what the coach said was not without reason. An ordinary person simply couldn’t withstand such a heavy punch. That was really a monster.

“Your technique still has room for improvement. I have formulated several plans…”

As he was speaking, the door to the hospital room was pushed open. Some people in trench coats, with red armbands on their left upper arms, walked in.

The coach immediately stood up. He looked at these people with a serious expression. “Are you in the wrong room?”

He could feel that these people were not to be trifled with.

Another young man walked in from outside the door. His gaze fell on the two of them, and finally, he grinned, showing his teeth, and said with a smile, “Mr. Lance wants to see you!”

A dozen minutes later, the two of them were in Lance’s office and saw him.

The coach and Logan were both very cooperative, and also very low-key and humble. They knew they were facing a gang, and also knew how to deal with a gang.

If the two sides fought fairly in the ring, then they would not be afraid of these people. But these people were not fighters, they would not play by the rules, they would only pull out a pistol and shoot at them when needed, so they were very cooperative.

Lance looked at the two of them, then took out the two hard bandage hand wraps and placed them on the table.

When they saw this, the expressions on both of their faces changed, with surprise, regret, and fear.

“Ethan is my brother.”

“He has always wanted to find his own strengths, to do something for us.”

“He is tall, he is strong, he has great strength. He has found his place and his future in boxing.”

“He trains hard, follows every tactical arrangement the coach requires, and on the night before the match, he was still training with self-discipline to prepare for today’s match.”

Lance tapped his fingers on the table. “But you, with your despicable and dirty tricks, have insulted his seriousness!”

“You are not worthy to compete with him in the ring. You are like two clowns, which makes me feel disgusted.”

“Break their legs and throw them out.”

Lance leaned back and decided their fate. Logan just turned pale and said nothing.

In his mind, the image of his fist landing on Ethan’s chin, the muscles on his face piling up and squeezing in the direction of the force, causing his eyes to narrow into a slit, and the spirit and light that shot out from within, flashed again.

That light made him feel ashamed, ashamed!

This was what he deserved!

Perhaps he really wasn’t suited for boxing matches. He was just a clown.

He had resigned himself to his fate, but the coach had not. “Wait, wait!”

“This is not our problem. Someone paid for Logan to snipe Ethan. They said that as long as we can beat Ethan, no matter what means we use, they will give us a sum of money!”

Lance raised his hand, and the people around him temporarily stopped their movements.

“Who was it?”

“A person named Eugene, introduced by a friend. I’m not familiar with him.”

Elvin walked to Lance’s side and said softly, “There is a guy named Eugene by Stone’s side.”

“They also have the motive to do so.”

Lance nodded, waved his hand again, and two young men with baseball bats approached them.

The moment a hand rested on the coach’s shoulder, he turned sharply and threw a punch, but when the fist was still ten centimeters away from the person’s cheek behind him, it stopped.

A gun was pressed against his head.

He slowly raised his hands, his face pale. “I can compensate you with money. Name a price.”

“Iron Fist” Logan had also earned a lot of money over the years through “sniping.”

As long as Logan’s legs were saved, what was lost could be earned back sooner or later.

Once Logan was crippled, then there would be nothing left.

Lance looked at him and said seriously, “A dream is priceless!”

The sound of bones breaking came from the room, and also two screams. A moment later, they were thrown onto the street.

Passersby looked at them with curiosity. Someone helped them call the police. This was the last time they would appear in the public eye.

“Eugene.”

Lance sat in his chair, repeating this name.

“How much money did we win from them?”

Elvin recalled for a moment. “All these matches combined, it’s about $700,000 to $800,000.”

“How do you plan to handle this?”

Lance picked up the phone. “How to handle it?”

“Of course, I’ll ask Bandy for the person. There’s no reason for him to do this and for us to keep our opinions to ourselves. If he dares to do it, I dare to ask for him.”

The call was quickly connected. “This is Bandy.”

“Bandy, it’s me, Lance.”

Bandy had a bit of a headache when he heard this name. Recently, he had heard this name from many people. The Bay Area seemed to inexplicably have some opinions about Lance now.

He knew that those people bringing this up to him, intentionally or not, was because they wanted him to “show” something.

But he was not a fool. Before he had figured these things out, he would not act rashly.

“Hello, Lance. It’s been a while. How have you been lately?”

In a flash, Bandy had brought out his hypocritical set. He was not on friendly terms with Lance at all. It would have been good if he hadn’t slammed the table.

Lance did not mince words with him. “There is a person named Eugene by Stone’s side. He has caused trouble. Hand him over to me.”

Bandy frowned. “I don’t know if there is such a person by his side, and I don’t know what happened.”

Lance briefly explained the matter, which indeed made Bandy feel a little troubled.

The casino business is like this. If you don’t do it, someone else will soon. So even if sometimes you know you will lose money by setting the odds, you still have to.

It’s to ensure that the market is always occupied by yourself.

Using some tricks is understandable, but to be caught is not right.

“I will find out the situation from my side. I will get back to you as soon as there is any new information…”

(End of chapter)