Deja Vu
In the capital ring, Li Mo took an extremely fragrant bath with the help of a few beautiful women. He then walked to the living room in a bathrobe and turned on the Alliance's most advanced 745 inch full HD 3D video system. The mustached man beside him was very perceptive, and he handed him a glass of champagne with ice.
Li Mo was in an exceptionally good mood today. He tapped on the menu and connected to an encrypted video channel. He browsed through the introduction on the screen with a smile.
It was currently the wee hours of the morning, but in many places in the Alliance, some people were waiting for a fresh and exciting match. It was the impromptu duel in the Blood Matrix, where Xia Fei would face off against Butcher.
Any fan of the Blood Matrix would know of the name Butcher. His record of 273 wins and zero losses was enough to be recorded in the short history of the Blood Matrix. He was so calm in battle, and so cruel when killing his opponent. This made many fans of blood exclaim in satisfaction.
Today, the famous Gladiator Butcher would be fighting against someone who was just as famous. It was Xia Fei, a trainee member of the Adjudicator Association and the creator of double perfect scores in the Golden Finger Cup. Many believed that Xia Fei would have been the champion of the Golden Finger Cup if not for this accident. Unfortunately, the future champion had unfortunately fallen into the clutches of the Blood Matrix. Even the most optimistic audience did not think that he could escape from the infamous Blood Matrix, for no one had ever escaped from it.
Li Mo finished reading the introduction on the screen and excitedly downed the glass of champagne in his hand. "Hook did a better job than I imagined this time. Letting Xia Fei face off against Butcher and watch him be tortured to death with my own eyes. How delightful! This feels great! "
The moustached man pursed his lips and said, "Young master, Xia Fei is still a member of the Adjudicator Union. You should know that killing an Adjudicator is equivalent to declaring war on the Adjudicator Union, not to mention in such a semi-public setting. I'm afraid that the Adjudicator Union will come after Hook relentlessly from now on."
Li Mo handed the cup back to him and gestured for another cup. He said nonchalantly, "So what? If anything goes wrong, Hook will be the one to bear the consequences. What does it have to do with us? Even if the Adjudicator Union wanted to save face, they would have no choice but to find trouble with Hook. All we did was spend a small amount of money to enjoy such an exciting match. It was simply too cheap! My father was right; there's nothing in this world that money can't do. Oh, Xia Fei, your mistake is that you actually dared to go against the upper class despite being a poor man. Little did you know that I could crush you with a pinky! "
The mustached man nodded. "You're right, Young Master. I handled this matter very cleanly and didn't leave behind any evidence. Even if Hook guessed that we were the ones who sent him there, he wouldn't have any proof. Besides, since he dared to broadcast this match in public, he must be prepared to fall out with the Adjudicator Union."
…
Inside the Adjudicator Union's weapons and equipment department, Thuram was anxiously pacing back and forth in his office. That blond secretary of his who never left his side was standing in a corner somewhat dejectedly, not even daring to breathe too loudly.
At this moment, the communicator on the table rang. The purple indicator light indicated that it was a confidential communication from the guild's core department.
The blonde secretary hurriedly walked over to open the communicator, but Thuram ran faster than him. He pressed the button and anxiously said, "How is it? Is there any news? "
On the screen was an old man with a thorn bird tattoo on the left side of his face. His gaze was as sharp as a knife, and his stern face was thin. His cheeks were deeply sunken, and he exuded an intimidating aura without being angry.
The old man shook his head. "We've been investigating the Blood Matrix for many years, yet we've yet to obtain any firsthand information. There's nothing I can do no matter how anxious you are."
Thuram slammed the table, his eyes bursting with rage.
"Rakshasa! Don't f * cking tell me there's nothing I can do! Xia Fei is under that mad dog Qin Mangs! Once Qin Mangs finds out about this, neither you nor I will be happy! You're the f * cking head of the clandestine investigations department. Who else should I look for if not you? "Thuram was so anxious that he could not stop cursing, completely ignoring the many years of friendship he had with the old man.
Rakshasa's expression changed again and again. He naturally knew how heavy the name Qin Mangs was. Letting out a sigh, Rakshasa said, "I think you should just tell Qin Mangs the truth. I'm really out of options this time. It's already been a few hours since the orange warrant was issued. My men have already done their best. If you're still not satisfied, why don't you look for Nicholas and see if the executive department has any ideas?"
Thuram tore off his uniform. Due to the force he used, he tore it in half, revealing the thick chest hair on his chest. "If Nicholas had any ideas, would I be f * cking looking for you? Escalate it to the highest level! No matter what, you have to bring him back alive! "
Rakshasa shook his head. "I'm sorry, but the highest level requires the approval of both the president and the Elder Council. I don't have that authority."
Cursing was not going to solve anything. Turning off the screen, Thuram sighed and returned to his seat. "Connect me to Qin Mangs."
On the screen, Qin Mangs was sunbathing on a sunny beach in Hawaii. The good diet had allowed him to gain weight rapidly, and he had already regained about seventy to eighty percent of his former self. However, his skin was darker than before, and he looked a lot more energetic.
"You're just in time. I was just about to discuss something with you. I no longer plan to stay on Hek's library; I might return to the capital soon." Qin Mangs smiled as he drank his drink. It was currently dusk on Earth, and the golden sunset was exceptionally beautiful.
Thuram furrowed his eyebrows. "You have an agreement with those guys; you're not allowed to return to the capital. Have you forgotten?"
Qin Mangs smiled. "I never said I'm going back to the capital ring. It's not a bad idea to find a place to stay. I can continue running the library there. If I'm not wrong, Xia Fei will soon shift his focus to the capital. It's been so many years; it's about time for me to go back and take a look."
Thuram was speechless. He did not know how to tell him about Xia Fei.
"What's wrong? Do you have something to tell me? "
Thuram nodded. "Yes, something happened to Xia Fei."
…
Sunset Villa. Xia Fei's sudden departure had messed up Avrils heart, but her daily life continued. All the servants had the feeling that the young mistress was much more mature than before.
The existence of the Blood Matrix was no secret to many. Be it the military or the major warrior organizations, they had all tried to unravel the mystery. As the eleventh largest corporation in the Alliance, the Avrils had their own fleet and security system. Furthermore, the Blood Matrix was spread over the interplanetary internet, so Starlink Corporation's understanding of the Blood Matrix was no less than that of the military or the security forces.
Pang Xing had been in charge of everything in the manor ever since he was promoted to Sunset Villa's chief steward. Though his title was just a steward, his actual authority was among the top ten in the Jian family. Many of the senior executives in the company even had to look at his face.
Pang Xing, of course, knew that Avrils was worried about Xia Fei, so he had secretly mobilized the entire security department in the company to search for any information on Xia Fei. A few minutes ago, Pang Xing had suddenly received a call from the security department, saying that there was news of Xia Fei. However, Pang Xing had never imagined that Xia Fei would be trapped in the Blood Matrix in just two days.
After staring at the image on the screen for several minutes, Pang Xing covered his face with his hands and rubbed his cheeks.
"Does anyone else know about this?" Pang Xing asked with furrowed eyebrows.
"We just got the information, so not many people know about it."
"Let's keep it under wraps for now. Don't inform the patriarch and patriarch yet."
"That's not a good idea, is it? After all, the patriarch mentioned it before, telling us to report to him as soon as we have any news. "
"I'll explain it to the patriarch. In any case, we mustn't let the young mistress know about it before tonight. We'll talk about it tomorrow," Pang Xing said firmly.
"Alright, I'll do as you say. Let's keep the news under wraps for now."
Pang Xing nodded and ordered, "Connect the video signal to my room and use a secure line."
Pang Xing's mind was blank as he walked out of the security room with a gloomy face. He was not worried about Xia Fei at the moment but Avrils. He had no idea if she could handle such a blow.
Pang Xing walked up to the guest room on the second floor and looked at Avril through the crack in the door. An etiquette teacher was teaching her the rules of the various places. It would be the Old Master's birthday in a few days, and there would be countless distinguished guests arriving. As the only heir of the Jian family, Avril naturally had to take on the responsibility of greeting the guests.
In the past, Avrils hated the endless etiquette lessons, music, and painting lessons, and she did not like to attend those hypocritical banquets, but that had all changed. A servant who was close to Avrils had once asked her why she had suddenly become interested in learning etiquette.
Avrils blushed and whispered, "If I marry Xia Fei in the future, I'll be the mistress of the house. I can't possibly embarrass him, so even if I don't like it, I have to learn it for Xia Fei's sake."
Pang Xing felt even more sour when he recalled this scene. He leaned against the wall weakly and muttered, "Young mistress, what should I tell you?"
…
No matter how anxious the people outside were, Xia Fei's current situation would not change.
The time was up, and the laser fence in front of him closed. Butcher extended his hand and gestured for Xia Fei to enter, saying, "Let's go. No matter what, we're all warriors, and we need to preserve our dignity no matter what."
Xia Fei nodded and took a few steps forward, entering the circular arena of the Blood Matrix.
* Whoosh! *
Tens of thousands of spectators cheered, waving the lottery tickets in their hands excitedly and shouting Xia Fei and Butcher's names.
Xia Fei raised his head and looked at the stands against the strong fluorescent lights. All he saw were faces that had turned weird from excitement. They were looking forward to an exciting battle, and they were even more looking forward to seeing blood all over the ground.
Hook was sitting in the most prominent position. His huge seat was made of gold, like the throne of an emperor.
There was also a hint of mockery on his face, as if he was telling Xia Fei that he was just a tool for him to amuse himself.
His eyes swept across the crowd, and all of a sudden, Xia Fei noticed a familiar figure on the left side of the stands.
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