MX underground boxing ring.
The atmosphere inside Arena No.1 was intense, with two tall men fighting naked on the boxing stage.
The area below was packed with people, many wearing various masks and holding betting slips, screaming at the top of their lungs.
"Left hook to his jaw!"
"Damn it! Do you know how to box? Kick him, man!"
"Shit! Counter! Counter!"
Dressed in black casual wear, wearing a face mask and sunglasses, fully equipped Shen Yanhe quietly entered through the boxing ring's secret door and familiarly made her way to her own changing room.
There were two people already sitting in the changing room: one was Li Na, a curvaceous beauty with blonde hair and striking features; the other was Fang Zhi, a man who looked very scholarly with his black-framed glasses.
As soon as Li Na saw Shen Yanhe enter, her eyes lit up, and she immediately stood up and lunged at her enthusiastically: "Darling~ You're finally here~ I've missed you so much!"
Shen Yanhe dodged swiftly to the side, and when Li Na lunged at her again, she stretched out her hand to press against Li Na's chest and said coldly, "Li Na."
"I haven't settled the score with you for setting me up with that duck, you'd better stay away from me now."
Li Na was her manager at the underground boxing ring and also her partner in crime.
Li Na blinked, not at all frightened by Shen Yanhe's cold and ruthless demeanor; instead, her eyes sparkled as she held her cheeks with both hands and exaggeratedly exclaimed, "Oh~ my baby~ you are also so charming today~"
The corners of Shen Yanhe's mouth twitched slightly, and she withdrew her hand, ignoring her, turning her gaze towards Fang Zhi: "Brother Fang, what's the deal with this fight?"
It's rare for a fight in the underground boxing ring to offer a purse of one million for appearance.
Ordinarily, boxers who put their lives on the line for money at the ring would float around several tens of thousands to a hundred thousand in compensation.
Only as the Boxing King, would you see every match offering several hundred thousand and above.
"There's been a little situation," Fang Zhi pushed up his glasses, stood up, and spoke in a mild tone, "A big shot brought back a boxer from overseas named David, who is said to be a former champion of the WCC matches."
The WCC tournament, the highest level international boxing competition.
"He heard that domestic boxers are very strong, and this big shot somehow got hold of your information and took an interest in you; he put up the money for you to fight against David."
Fang Zhi's smile grew warmer, "But David doesn't seem to handle boredom well, he went through the boxers here this afternoon. Necessarily, we had to ask you out of retirement."
"Don't worry, on top of his one million, the ring will put up another million, the reward for this fight is 2.03 million, which will be transferred to your account immediately after the match."
"Make sure you beat that guy black and blue."
Shen Yanhe nodded, flashed an OK sign with her hand, and walked towards the box containing the change of clothes: "Alright, I got it. You guys go ahead, I'm going to change."
Li Na began to speak, but Fang Zhi reached out and grabbed her wrist, dragging her out: "Fine, we'll wait for you at the ring, come over once you're done changing."
Li Na staggered as she was pulled, struggling, "Hey hey! Fang! Let me go, I still have things to ask my baby~"
"Your baby's time is precious, ask after the fight, be good for now."
The door to the changing room closed.
Shen Yanhe changed her clothes swiftly, instinctively reaching for the familiar spot to grab her fox mask, but felt nothing there.
She paused, then remembered that she had left the mask in that room that night. When she woke up the next morning to go find Uncle San, she had forgotten to take it.
"Never mind, out with the old, in with the new." Shen Yanhe muttered softly, opening another box and picking a half-ghost mask from the stacked masks to wear.
With the mask on, Shen Yanhe, who had previously been somewhat gentle, suddenly became lethargic and dangerous, her eyes that showed outside were indifferent and cold, with a hint of aggression.
Shen Yanhe grabbed a cloak to put on, picked up the bandages on the table, and walked out of the changing room.
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Inside the arena.
The closely-contested battle on the stage had come to a conclusion.
A large, muscular, and swollen bald Caucasian man forcefully pinned his opponent to the ground until he passed out from suffocation, and then released him.
After the boxer was carried off.
Amidst the jeers and angry shouts, the bald Caucasian arrogantly gestured a thumbs down to the crowd below, shouting in broken Mandarin, "Weak! Too weak, the boxers of MX are just chickens! They went down without me even trying."
Below the stage, the boxers defeated by David bore bruises on their faces, looking very unsightly.
"Damn it, that guy is way too cocky!"
"It's only because S isn't here, if S were here, it wouldn't be this guy's turn to strut."
Li Na couldn't help but curse a few profanities, and Fang Zhi, standing beside her, pushed up his glasses, "Li Na, stay calm, S is about to enter the ring."
Li Na's eyes lit up, and she excitedly clenched her fist and waved, "Right, my baby is ready to come out! This time, he must beat him until he wets himself! I want to see if he dares to be arrogant again!"
Fang Zhi cracked a slight smile but before he could speak, a man dressed in a suit, wearing sunglasses, appeared behind him and whispered something in his ear.
A look of astonishment crossed Fang Zhi's face, and after giving Li Na a few words of caution, he followed the man in the suit out.
No sooner had he left than Shen Yanhe appeared in the boxing ring, wrapping tape around her hands as she loudly declared, "I'm here to fight you!"
The boxers all looked up to see a slender figure vault into the boxing ring.
In an instant, both the boxers and the audience below cheered, their gazes feverishly fixed on the delicate figure on the ring.
"S! It's S! She actually came to box! It's worth coming today!"
"Damn! I've rushed to a hundred boxing matches! Finally catching one with S! S! Beat this big guy until he's squirming on the ground!"
"Hahaha! With Boxing King S here, I'd like to see how that son of a bitch stays arrogant!"
The regulars at the MX underground boxing ring all knew that S was an evergreen at MX.
With her in the match, it was a sure win!
Absolute victory!
Because she was relentless and only recognized money!
And it was this reckless enthusiasm, this wildness, that accumulated a horde of die-hard fans at the MX underground boxing ring. Whenever she had a match, they were sure to be there.
David's eyes bulged in disbelief as he sized up Shen Yanhe from head to toe.
With a scornful and disdainful look on his face, he gave a thumbs-down towards her, "You are the Boxing King of the MX underground boxing ring? That's way too weak, isn't it? My one leg is bulkier than both of yours combined, so weak I could knock you over with just my pinky."
"Has the MX boxing ring run out of boxers, having to use a little baby who hasn't been weaned yet to fight me?"
The audience and boxers below listened to David's blatant words with pitying looks on their faces.
Poor guy.
The last person who talked about S like that has grass growing tall over their grave.
This time, I hope you can walk alive off the boxing ring.
Amen!
Shen Yanhe indifferently stretched her limbs, completely unaffected by David's provocation.
The moment the bell rang in the boxing ring, the person who had been indifferent suddenly became like a sword drawn from the sheath, quickly clenching her fist and striking straight at David's face, leaving no room for mercy.
In the underground boxing ring, there were no referees.
The only rule was to surrender voluntarily or... fight to death! Only then would the match end!
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At that time, on the second-floor viewing platform reserved for VIP guests.
Fu Yanhe, wearing the Asura Ghost Mask, gazed down expressionlessly at the two figures fiercely fighting on the boxing ring below, his eyes narrowing slightly as they fell on the agile, dodging slender figure.
For some reason, the silhouette of this S seemed familiar.
As if he had seen it somewhere before.
"Young Master," San Fang, accompanied by Fang Zhi, arrived at Fu Yanhe's side, "The person has been brought here."
Fang Zhi stood with his head respectfully lowered, not daring to look up at the man before him, "BOSS."
This was his first time seeing the BOSS. Whenever the BOSS came to inspect the boxing ring, he would check the accounts and leave, never lingering inside the ring. Yesterday had been an exception.
As the person in charge of the boxing ring, he naturally also knew what absurd thing had occurred yesterday.
BOSS's visit this time, it seemed, might be to hold him accountable.
Fu Yanhe said nothing, his well-defined hand tapping on the armrest of the wheelchair, the crisp tapping sound echoing in Fang Zhi's ear, making his heart race faster and his eyes reveal a trace of trepidation.
After a moment.
Fu Yanhe, with a cold gaze, looked down at the figure on the boxing ring below who had sent the bald white man reeling with a punch, and his thin lips parted slightly, "Order all the security of the boxing ring to take action."
He pointed with his well-defined finger toward the figure on the boxing ring, "Bring her to me."