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RJ interrupted before the opening bell sounded. Stumbling down the ramp after the beating Steve just gave him.
"Wait! Wait...this is a FOUR way...and the final competitor is me! I never got my rematch for the Million Dollar Championship, and I have a deposit down on that thing. So I'm in!" RJ yelped.
The bell rang and Alex rolled to the outside to meet his Cash Wrap compatriot. RJ looked ready to strategize, but was met instead with a tornado clothesline. Alex continue to beat him around the ring as Justin and Dan looked on in amusement. To RJ's surprise, Alex flung him up for a diamond cutter through the announce table. Alex wasted no time locking on a tequila sunrise on the man who hired him.
"I PAY YOU! GET OFF ME! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" RJ screamed as Alex torqued the hold.
"Yeah, and I can do better than the peanut shells you're paying me. You didn't earn this. You're not the captain of the winning team anymore. So I'm switching franchises. You can tap your way right back out of this match just like you tap your way out of everything else!" Alex shouted back as he deepened the hold, forcing the rich boy to comply and tap out furiously.
The referee rang the bell and RJ was out of the match. Security escorted his aching carcass to the back as the crowd chanted "Thank you Alex!"

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RJ interrupted before the opening bell sounded. Stumbling down the ramp after the beating Steve just gave him.
"Wait! Wait...this is a FOUR way...and the final competitor is me! I never got my rematch for the Million Dollar Championship, and I have a deposit down on that thing. So I'm in!" RJ yelped.
The bell rang and Alex rolled to the outside to meet his Cash Wrap compatriot. RJ looked ready to strategize, but was met instead with a tornado clothesline. Alex continue to beat him around the ring as Justin and Dan looked on in amusement. To RJ's surprise, Alex flung him up for a diamond cutter through the announce table. Alex wasted no time locking on a tequila sunrise on the man who hired him.
"I PAY YOU! GET OFF ME! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" RJ screamed as Alex torqued the hold.
"Yeah, and I can do better than the peanut shells you're paying me. You didn't earn this. You're not the captain of the winning team anymore. So I'm switching franchises. You can tap your way right back out of this match just like you tap your way out of everything else!" Alex shouted back as he deepened the hold, forcing the rich boy to comply and tap out furiously.
The referee rang the bell and RJ was out of the match. Security escorted his aching carcass to the back as the crowd chanted "Thank you Alex!"