What?
Want to borrow Young Master Ding's head?!!
The crowd was in an uproar as soon as Ye Chen said that.
Everyone in the underground boxing arena held their breaths for a moment, thinking that they were hallucinating.
This guy was really arrogant. Not only did he come here to cause trouble, he even dared to say that he wanted to borrow Young Master Ding's head. To put it bluntly, didn't he want to kill him?
This was insane.
Who was Young Master Ding?
He was a member of the Lin City's wealthy Ding Family. It was not an exaggeration to say that he had a terrifying background. He even ran several companies, such as this underground boxing arena. Who knew how many experts he had recruited?
It's over!
This kid is dead for sure!
Everyone shook their heads subconsciously.
"Bastard!"
As expected, Ding Lei cursed as his face turned extremely grim. He had never been threatened like this before. He glared at Ye Chen coldly and did not hide the killing intent on his face at all. "I'm right here. Let's see if you're capable enough to come and take my head."
Meanwhile.
The ten hunks behind Ding Lei took a step forward at the same time. They glared at Ye Chen with killing intent on their faces.
"Hehe, there's no rush. No one can refuse what I want to borrow."
Ye Chen shook his head nonchalantly and said while smiling, "Before that, I'd like to experience how your useless subordinates hurt my brother."
"Good! Very good! In that case, come onto the stage and sign the life-and-death contract!" Ding Lei was so angry that he laughed.
As soon as he said that, everyone's expression changed.
Childe Ding was really angry, because in the underground black boxing, signing the life and death contract was the most taboo method. Unless it was absolutely necessary, few people would choose this method. Because once it was signed, it meant that there was no room for reconciliation, and it would not end until one of them died.
"Wait!" Ye Chen suddenly said.
Ding Lei thought he was afraid and wanted to go back on his words. He sneered and said, "What? Scared? It's too late. I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it … "
"No no no!"
Ye Chen flicked the ash off his cigarette. "What I mean is, since we're going to fight, why don't we add some spice?"
"Don't tell me you want to use this money to bet on your opponent?" Ding Lei's face was full of disdain.
Ye Chen stretched and smiled in satisfaction. "I told you that I'm here to mess things up. I'll use this money to buy you a coffin after this, lest people say that I'm overbearing."
Everyone was speechless.
Aren't you domineering?
The two of them single-handedly came to the door. Not only did they send the security guards flying, but they also broke the door and shamelessly said that they were here to cause trouble.
If this wasn't overbearing, then what was?
Ding Lei was so angry that he almost died. He immediately ordered his men to bring five full chests over. After opening them in front of everyone, he pointed at the cash inside and said, "There's 100 million in here. If you win one round, I'll give you 10 million. If you lose …"
"Then, it would be impolite of me to decline!" Ye Chen nodded in satisfaction before he could finish speaking.
Ding Lei gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, then come on stage and sign the life-and-death agreement!"
His voice fell.
Immediately, someone began to clean up the arena. The onlookers couldn't help but subconsciously take a few steps back, their faces full of excitement.
The dim light, the surging blood vessels, the waving fists, the flying flesh and blood …
Everyone who came here was looking for excitement from those elements. Imagine that the other party was fighting to the death in the arena while they were watching the show with their legs crossed, munching on melon seeds. At the same time, they could also place their bets. Wasn't that perfect?
Ye Chen glanced at the arena that was less than 50 steps away from him. Just when he was going to go up, Yang Tian, who was behind him, pulled him back. "Bro, w-why don't I go up on your behalf? My life is worthless anyway, and I'm used to being beaten up. I'm tough, so I can take a beating!"
He regretted it when he saw that they had to sign the life-and-death agreement.
Ye Chen smiled and said without answering his question, "Did you bring money?"
"S-yes …" Yang Tian was stunned. Then, he took out a stack of cash. "Just 10,000 yuan."
"Remember to bet on me. Who knows, we might be able to open two bottles of 1982 Lafite when we get back."
Ye Chen patted his shoulder while smiling and walked into the arena without hesitation.
Everyone's expression turned grim.
'Isn't he being too pretentious?
The fight hasn't even begun, and he's already thinking about opening a Lafite to celebrate? '
"Bro, I'm afraid that I can only buy you a coffin with this money!" Yang Tian forced a smile. He had no idea what to do.
Someone handed Ye Chen a pair of boxing gloves after he walked into the arena. He shook his head and rejected, "It's alright. I don't need this to fight these pieces of trash."
Subsequently, he turned his head to look at Yang Tian who was below the arena and said, "Who's the first person who fought you? Point him out to me! "
Yang Tian hesitated for a moment as he took a good look at the crowd. Eventually, he stretched his arm and pointed at a half-naked young man with a ferocious face.
"Come on up!" Ye Chen squinted and looked at him.
The man was stunned at first. Subsequently, he looked at Ding Lei who was on the second floor. He seemed to be asking for his opinion as eagerness filled his eyes.
"Wu Hong, kill him. I'll give you a million yuan!" Ding Lei nodded with a grim expression.
Wu Hong was over the moon. He went into the arena immediately, afraid that someone would fight him for the money.
As he went into the arena, the people below the arena exclaimed.
"It's him, Wu Hong who ranked No. 32 on the underground boxing leaderboard. I heard that he has a record of five consecutive victories. His punching speed is extremely fast!"
"I can't believe this brat picked Wu Hong first. I wonder if he's stupid or overconfident."
"There's going to be a good show!"
"…"
Wu Hong was a head taller than Ye Chen. After putting on the boxing gloves, he gestured at Ye Chen in disdain and said while grinning, "Brat, it's your misfortune to pick me. I'll only need three moves to fight a piece of trash like you. Within three moves, if I …"
Before he was done speaking, he felt his vision blur. Someone seemed to have appeared before him within the blink of an eye. Subsequently, he felt an intense pain coming from his neck, and his vision went up.
He saw the smiles on everyone's faces freeze. Their smiles were slowly turning into shock and fear.
He even saw his lower body falling onto the ground.
'I-I'm dead?'
That was the last thought that came to his mind before he died!
…
A head fell with blood splattering!
Ye Chen kicked, and the head flew directly to Ding Lei on the second floor. Ding Lei had yet to snap back to his senses from the shock earlier. He extended his arm to catch it by instinct.
"Ahh!"
He shrieked in fear when he saw Wu Hong's eyes that were wide open. He tossed the head in his hand away immediately.
Dead silence filled the arena!
Everyone's eyes were wide open as they looked at the headless body on the arena!
Wu Hong, who had five consecutive victories, was …
Dead just like that?
The strangest thing was that they did not even see how Wu Hong died from the beginning to the end.
No one knew who retched, but everyone else started to retch as well.
They loved blood.
However, they had never seen such a gory scene before them.
Ye Chen lifted his eyes to look at Ding Lei on the second floor. He grinned, revealing his white teeth.
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