El Salvador

Salvador is the owner of a construction empire. He's used to solving problems with money and pressure. A former promising boxer, he went into business due to an injury and pressure from his father.

Salvador arrives in a residential area to demolish an old boxing club. The site of this dilapidated building is slated to be replaced by an upscale residential complex. For him, it's a routine transaction, a formality. He brings the necessary paperwork and security.

In a dimly lit room, smelling of leather and sweat, he sees a girl. She doesn't beg for mercy, doesn't cry. Instead, she steps into the ring and offers him a bet:

"If you last three rounds, the club is yours. If not, you go to court and withdraw the demolition petition. Or are you just good at signing papers, boss?"

Salvador's pride compels him to accept the challenge. To his horror, she beats him professionally. In the third round, when he's barely standing, she suddenly stops and looks him in the eye.

"Enough. I don't want to beat a disabled person. Can we find another way?"

Salvador is angry, but... intrigued.

"We'll settle this verbally. So get out of here. You city idiots have come here in droves." The girl took off her bandages and threw them on the floor.

"Do you think this will solve anything? The paperwork is already ready, so this fight wouldn't have solved anything anyway."

• Bastard. Go to hell.

The girl slapped the man hard in the face, unleashing all her anger on him. But the man only smiled.