Old pervert, Liu Eleven with his flaming red lips, gently ran his middle finger with bright red nail polish from my chin down to my lower abdomen.
"I haven't seen him, I haven't been here long. We used to be classmates, but he was Lulu's old lover!"
I was startled, fearing he might squeeze me too hard and crush my…
"That's a pity. I really need someone good with software. Since you were classmates, you must know a bit, right?"
Liu Eleven withdrew his hand and looked coldly at the big black guy behind me.
"I studied management. I often skipped classes to fight, so I wasn't a top student."
I breathed a sigh of relief, making up a story as I went along.
Anyway, Lulu and the others had already dropped out, so they wouldn't know about my recent situation.
As for Chen Weiqiang, I bet he ran away with the money after letting me go.
From Liu Eleven's tone, it seemed that the Bai family's estate had changed owners.
Maybe the beautiful supervisor and the others were dead. As for Jade and the macho man, they might be on the run.
Otherwise, why would he want to find Chen Weiqiang and give him an important position?
"Even though you're a prestigious university student and know some martial arts, keeping you here could be a threat to me and difficult to justify to others. Not keeping you feels like a waste. So, what should I do?"
Liu Eleven pretended to be in a dilemma, patting my face with a sinister smile.
His behavior really resembled that of an ancient eunuch, especially with his exaggerated gestures, better than any modern actor.
In the Myawaddy KK district, I was likely a dead man, so I summoned the courage to say, "Just give me a quick death!"
"Hahaha, dream on! You killed two of my bodyguards and still want a quick death? Shameless!"
I thought he would slap me or at least use a stun baton.
But instead, he laughed so hard, tears came out, with his finger still in the air.
This guy was terrifying.
He was unpredictable, not thinking like a normal person.
The more unpredictable he was, the scarier it got.
Because you could never guess what he was going to do next.
"Supervisor, our security team is short-handed recently, and the district isn't very peaceful. The large-scale riot a few days ago is likely related to the Xiao Liu family…"
Wrench suddenly interrupted in a respectful but firm tone.
"Oh? Where did you hear that?"
Liu Eleven seemed very interested and his expression became serious.
"We heard it from the local residents while catching pigs in the mountains, as they have relatives in the government army…"
"Enough, talk to me about this later. Let me first figure out what to do with this guy."
Liu Eleven immediately cut him off, then turned and looked at me with a sinister gaze.
It made my hair stand on end, afraid he might suddenly attack.
Wrench didn't say more, just stepped back with his gun and quietly watched me.
His eyes were different from the other lackeys, showing a rare clean and firm look.
Maybe it was just my illusion.
Or he was good at pretending, which made him Liu Eleven's favorite.
"Supervisor, he killed two of our brothers, don't let him go!"
The local guy I had kicked earlier shouted again, unafraid of another beating.
"Yeah, we should take a leg as a souvenir."
The big black guy, seeing someone speak up, immediately forgot the earlier slap and angrily approached me to use violence.
"Slap, slap"
Before Liu Eleven could speak, Wrench rushed forward and slapped each of them hard.
They were stunned by the slaps.
"Whose orders do you follow, mine or the supervisor's?"
Wrench glared at them, his eyes like torches.
They seemed very afraid of Wrench. Even though they were slapped, they didn't dare fight back, just stood angrily and stared at me.
I was also confused, wondering why they didn't follow the usual routine of beating me first and then extorting money from my family.
Why was this different from the Guogan district?
"Let him down."
Liu Eleven spoke, and although they were unwilling, they didn't dare show it.
I was also puzzled. Why were they letting me go?
Were they planning to feed me to the dogs?
"Clang"
As soon as they untied me, I fell to the sticky cement floor.
Actually, I had been badly beaten when I was captured, with no part of my body intact, all bruised and swollen.
I hadn't eaten or slept well in two days, my emotions were in turmoil, and I had used all my strength to kill two people while escaping. My body was at its limit.
"Already can't take it?" Liu Eleven kicked my hip with his sharp-toed shoes.
Fortunately, the kick wasn't hard, otherwise, it would bruise.
I didn't dare say anything, just lay on the ground with half-closed eyes looking at the big black guy.
I bet, if Liu Eleven gave the word, he would be the first to kill me.
"Old Black, do you want to avenge your brother?"
"Supervisor, I can't wait to kill him now!"
"Very good, don't say I didn't give you a chance…" Liu Eleven laughed lightly. "Take them to the Asura Arena for a fight to the death."
Asura Arena?
It sounded like a place for underground fights or death matches.
Before I could figure it out, Wrench pulled me up and led me outside.
"Thank you!"
I weakly clung to Wrench's arm and squeezed out those two words.
"Hmph!"
Black angrily walked past us, determined to kill me.
The other lackeys looked eager to watch the show.
I guessed it was a place for duels, likely to the death.
Wrench was only about 1.6 meters tall but very strong, effortlessly supporting me as we walked.
If I had to fight him, I would definitely be at a disadvantage and likely killed in one move.
"You better win against Black, or I won't respect you."
Wrench's accent was heavy, sounding like a local from Guangxi.
I struggled to move forward, not understanding why he was helping me.
Logically, we didn't know each other. He was a lackey of the district, with no reason to risk offending others to save me.
Was he just trying to curry favor with Liu Eleven, who was eager to recruit various talents?
It was mind-boggling, even more so than Chen Weiqiang letting me go.
Since I couldn't figure it out, I stopped trying.
We left the basement and arrived at another large basement.
In the center, there was an iron cage surrounded by seats, like a professional fighting ring.
The cage was about two meters high, eight or nine meters long, and four or five meters wide, with only one locked entrance.
It seemed custom-made for people like Black.