Chapter 229

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Chapter 229: Underground Arena
Quiet room.
On the spotted wooden wall, there was a painting with only the word ‘Zen’ on it.
On the wooden shelf in the corner, there was an incense burner, with clear smoke spiraling up.
Sitting nearby, Luo Yan could smell the scent of sandalwood floating in the air.
He sat holding a knife, staring straight ahead.
Like a stone statue.
In another room, Zhang Ze squinted as he watched Luo Yan through the screen.
Then he smiled and walked into the quiet room.
“My friend Red Ghost, you’ve finally come. I’ve been waiting for you for so long, I thought you had forgotten about our plan.”
It was only then that Luo Yan looked up.
Zhang Ze still looks like an old man, he doesn’t seem to want to show his true face.
Luo Yan doesn’t mind either.
For him, even if Zhang Ze dresses as a woman, Luo Yan can still recognize him.
Zhang Ze sat down on a high-backed chair.
A delicate woman brought two cups of tea.
Luo Yan didn’t touch them.
Just said.
“I need money.”
Zhang Ze laughed and said, “No problem.”
“I have a way to earn money here.”
Luo Yan looked at him.
Zhang Ze grinned, “Underground fighting arena.”
“For every win, I’ll give you ten thousand work points.”
“If you win, I’ll give you a million.”
“And if you can help me kill someone in the end.”
“I’ll pay you this amount.”
He held up one finger, “Ten million!”
Luo Yan stayed silent.
After a moment, he nodded and said, “It’s very tempting.”
“First, let’s talk about the arena. What are the rules?”
Zhang Ze shook his head and said, “There are no rules. The only rule is to kill your opponent.”
“Of course, if the opponent is willing to surrender, you can accept it.”
“That is also possible.”
“Other than that, there are no other rules.”
Luo Yan asked again, “Whom do you want to kill?”
Zhang Ze chuckled and said, “It’s too early to talk about that now. I will tell you after you achieve the final victory.”
Luo Yan bluntly said, “First, pay 50,000 upfront. After the first fight is over, pay me another 50,000.”
“No problem,” thought Zhang Ze, not afraid of your greed, just afraid you are not greedy enough.
Luo Yan showed his anonymous account, which was arranged by Zeng Guangming for him.
Take out a new phone.
Shortly after, a message appeared on the phone.
50,000 work points credited!
Luo Yan put away the phone and stood up, “When can we challenge?”
“Tonight!”
“Now!”
Zhang Ze clapped his hands, Wen Zou, wearing a purple robe and a Taoist bun, came out.
“Take Brother Red Ghost to Red House.”
Wen Zou nodded and smiled, “Brother Red Ghost, please.”
Luo Yan held a knife and followed the fake Taoist away.
After they left.
Wei Junyi appeared, glanced at Zhang Ze, and whispered, “captain.”
“Isn’t Red House Team 1’s territory?”
Zhang Ze took a sip of tea lightly.
Said lightly.
“That’s right.”
“Yu Qiushui the woman likes to find new fighters in the underground arena.”
“If Red Ghost wins in the underground arena, Yu Qiushui will surely recruit him.”
“Then, I can use Red Ghost to get rid of Yu Qiushui!”
Wei Junyi frowned.
Thought.
If Red Ghost cuts off Captain of Team 1’s head, will he still live?
Zhang Ze didn’t look up but spoke as if he saw his expression.
“Junior, I know you’re feeling uneasy.”
“Feel like owing Red Ghost a life.”
“However, those who achieve great things must not be concerned with trivial matters.”
“This matter concerns whether I have a chance to become a division director, so, you…”
“Do not sabotage my major plans.”
Wei Junyi could only nod in agreement.
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In the car, Luo Yan remained silent while holding a knife.
The window reflected the colorful lights of the party.
Before long.
The car stopped.
Next to him, Wen Zou smiled and said, “Brother Red Ghost, we have arrived at Red House.”
Get off the car.
Luo Yan looked up.
In front of him was a small wooden building, painted in bright red, but it didn’t look like a place for underground fighting.
Wen Zou grinned and said, “This underground arena must be underground, of course.”
At that moment, a short man hurried over and nodded to Wen Zou respectfully.
Wen Zou covered his nose and mouth with his sleeve, looking disgusted, then spoke a few words to the man.
Cai also told Luo Yan, “Brother Red Ghost, you can go with him, everything is arranged for you.”
“Go for it.”
After the fake Taoist finished speaking, he climbed into the car, seemingly not wanting to stay for even a moment.
Luo Yan lowered his head and looked at the man beside him.
The man smiled and said, “Brother, what should I call you? You don’t need to use your real name, a nickname is fine.”
“This is for you to register with.”
Luo Yan replied calmly, “Red Ghost.”
“Okay, Brother Red Ghost, follow me.”
They walked into the wooden building and, after a while, had already reached the underground.
This place is unexpectedly spacious.
Everywhere there are white light tubes.
The environment is very noisy.
Shouting, cursing, cheering.
Continuously resound.
The strong smell of cigarettes mixed with cheap perfume, making people feel headache.
In the center, there is a ten-meter square arena.
The arena is covered by an iron cage, solid steel bars as thick as adult arms, welded into this iron cage.
It’s hard for the people inside to come out if they’re not let out.
Around the arena, there are hundreds of seats arranged at different heights.
In each corner of the seats, there is a small stage where young women are dancing gracefully.
Entertaining acts are performed for the audience before the arena battle begins.
Above the arena, there is a skybox with large windows looking in, furnished with long sofas and a bar cabinet.
However, at this moment, the skybox is empty and the lights are all out.
“Brother Red Ghost, over here.”
The short man led Luo Yan into a lounge area and asked him to wait.
After a moment, the short man brought over a man wearing a white suit and a gold chain.
“Brother Chicken, this is him.”
“Red Ghost.”
The man known as ‘Brother Chicken’ glanced at Luo Yan and said, “Is this guy really up for it? His eyes look fierce, but he seems a bit inexperienced.”
“Doesn’t matter, once you step into the ring, fate decides.”
“Kid, get ready, you go on stage in 5 minutes.”
5 minutes passed quickly.
Dressed in a cloak, wearing a hood, holding a long knife.
Guided by the staff, Luo Yan arrived outside the ring, where several scantily clad young women flirted and teased him, stirring up the audience with their primal actions.
Finally, holding up an electronic board flashing the words ‘Red Ghost’.
“Gentlemen, ladies!”
“This is our challenger for tonight, the scary ‘Red Ghost’!”
“He is going to challenge our arena’s 10th champion, ‘Iron Fist’ Feng Tai, who has already defeated five challengers in a row!”
As the host introduced Luo Yan.
The audience all gestured obscenely at Luo Yan, shouting loudly.
“Who cares about Red Ghost, go back home and drink your mother’s milk!”
“Red Ghost, go eat dirt!”
“Kneel down and beg ‘Iron Fist’ to spare you, maybe you can still go back alive.”
Insults, mockery, laughter.
Luo Yan remained unfazed.
Resembling a serene mud bodhisattva.
At that moment.
A man walked out on the other side of the field.
The opponent, bare-chested with muscles rippling, wore a pair of iron gloves.
As he appeared.
The audience erupted into a tsunami-like cheer.
“Feng Tai!”
“Feng Tai!”
“Victory! Victory!”

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