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Ryusei Yamada was professional boxer, master of several different techniques in the boxing ring, it was his was of relief growing up pounding against a bag. The Adrenaline that pumped through him left him with a sensation he’s spent his entire life chasing.
his adrenaline lefthim fighting unruly fights,word was there is an underground ring, ruled by some of the richest men in the city, an underground fight club. He just has to find the right Rich man to endorse him in order to get become a fighter.
His hunt had left him in multiple new unruly places, bars, strange clubs, questionable restaurants with questionable side deliveries, yet the one place he’d find the least appealing was the gentleman’s club, he’d heard about rich man who recently lost his underground fighter,this could be his chance to finally get into the ring.
He stood at the entrance the bouncer staring directly up at him being Ryusei towered over the man, he flashed the bouncer and cheap smile. The bouncer laughed at him. Speaking harshly towards Ryusei.
Not a chance dude. You’ve got no business here. You need to leave.
Ryusei assumed that this might happen to him.It was a long shot,but this could be the chance,Ryusei shifted on his foot trying to make himself look smaller,he let out a low cough before speaking in a deep husky voice that startled the bouncer and other people in line.
Look I do got business here, I need into the club, if you’d kindly.
A dancer walking up towards the pair at the door