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Matt had no time to say anything else. "Over the Mountain" (Ozzy Cover) from Fozzy started playing through the arena. The fans in the arena starts cheering as Marxx runs out of the entrance ramp, posing for the crowd to a side, then runs to the other side and does the same. He then walked by the ring and rolled inside. He jumps in the corner and puts his arms in a "X" in front of his face before extending his arms. He jumps off the corner, then approaches from the announcer's side and asks for a microphone. He comes closer from Matt, acting like he doesn't see him, then takes his usual pose in the middle of the ring.

"Whhhhhhhhhhhat's up, Marxxaddicts!" he yells in the microphone as the crowd answers with loud cheers.

"So, how's the show since now?" The crowd answers by cheering. "Yeah, I know, it's pretty good since now. I always heard rumors about how it was a great experience to be on the Twisted Flow, and you know what, everyone who told me that were right! It's just..."

Marxx interrupts himself and turns by Matt.

"Oh! I didn't notice you were here! I heard the crowd jeering from the locker rooms and I just thought I would come check out what was going on." Marxx stops, then starts looking at him. He approaches, then puts his arm around Matt's shoulders. "You're new here, right? How about we all learn some stuff about you? First of all, what's your name?"

Marxx puts the microphone in front of Matt's mouth, but before he can say a word, Marxx continues.

"We don't give a damn? That's right! What you're here for?" He does the same thing he did for the first question. "Making these people regret to be here? That's right! And..."

Marxx looks at the Ziploc, then at Matt. The Ziploc, Matt, the Ziploc, Matt, the Ziploc, Matt, the Ziploc, and Matt one more time.

"Do I look like someone who...needs to get high? Seems like Mr. Keiserbun right here never heard about me! I'm from these guys who naturally hits the roof everywhere he goes, or simply hits your jaw if he doesn't like you" Marxx takes a pause to give back the bag of weed to Matt. "And guess what? Right now, I don't like you. So I give you ehm...15 seconds to change my mind about you, and it's because I feel generous."

Marxx lifted his eyebrow, half surprised about Matt's answer.

"Actually, no. You know, I'm from these guys who likes to give a second chance. I gave you 15 seconds to change my mind about the fact that you're nothing but piece of trash, better to talk than acting, here to make a name for himself but just don't know how to do it, so you come out here, and start badmouthing those you should respect the most, because whatever what you can do in the ring, they have the last word" he states.

"And not to mention that you wasted your 15 seconds doing the same damn thing you did before. So, you're officially an..." He lifted the microphone as the crowd started an "a*****e" chant. "Yep."

One thing's sure, it's not tonight we'll hear about the making-of of Marxx's second generation! Ouch!

The PCPainful hit and Marxx bounced off the mat and onto his back! Matt went to rll over Marxx and lock in the Kisa Lock!