Chapter 506 - Underground Alliance, Yang Shuyan
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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
nThe match lasted for 15 minutes, and the audience watched it intently.
nAfter a moment of silence, everyone at the event location… stood up after the “Boom”.
n“Blank!”
n“Blank!”
nEveryone was speechless.
nThe cheers and screams rumbled like thunder breaking through the sky!
nThe bets were closed when the match was over.
nThe winner was the Mas family! The Underground Alliance lost!
nEveryone’s eyes were fixed on the figure beside Harold.
nHer hands were propped on the ground and she slowly stood up.
nHer arrogance and coldness still showed through her eyebrows. She lifted her right hand and casually wiped off the bloodstains outside her mask.
nShe then put down her hands.
nThe cheers stopped abruptly.
nQin Ran turned around and looked towards the west of the stage before going down the escalator.
nShe did not say anything else.
nSecond Uncle Xu couldn’t help but touch his back after he felt a chill down his spine. “It seems like Harold did not dare to continue…”
nA young man from the Mas family looked at Second Uncle Xu and shook his head. “She always fights till death. Her opponent would have died if he did not give up! She’s very well-known in the black market. She fought a death match every day and killed every one of her opponents. Mysteriously, she hasn’t lost a single round in the 366 matches she has fought in.
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n“This is the reason she’s stronger than an Underground Champion. Her boxing score’s almost 1600. This is two times higher than her score two years ago… Of course, Harold didn’t dare to fight her!”
nA contract had to be signed before the deathmatch. Whoever was more ruthless won.
nThose who signed the contract were desperate and had to gamble with their lives.
nEven Harold and Bo Te won the champion title only after they received training.
nIn the beginning, the audiences of her matches expected her to lose and die.
nHowever, she progressed straight from level 8 to level 10 without losing a single match.
nAs long as she competed, she would always win.
nThis was the first time such a person appeared in the black market arena.
nHer abilities were witnessed by everyone in the arena as she fought her way to fame.
nWithout absolute certainty, why would Harold fight with a crazy person like her?
nXu family steward’s gaze was fixed on the ring. He turned around and said, “Don’t you think her expression is familiar?”
nThe arrogant and slender figure of the woman in the ring… was indeed familiar.
nHowever, the dark aura caused others to retreat.
nCarlo, sitting in a row in front of them, walked back and handed a document to Xu Yaoguang. “This is the Xu family’s market in Continent M. It’s 1% of the economic center.”
nThis was different from what he said previously.
nEveryone knew that there were huge profits to be made in the economic center.
n“Mr. Carlo, why did you suddenly change the market allocation?” Xu Yaoguang slowly came to his senses.
nCarlo looked at him and smiled. He only patted his shoulder and left.
nHe had many other matters to deal with.
nXu Yaoguang licked his lips, and his expression remained cold. He turned around and asked Cheng Mu, “Where’s Miss Qin?”
nCheng Mu looked at the one billion yuan he had just received in his bank account. Hearing Xu Yaoguang’s question, he replied, “She’s sleeping in her room.”
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nXu Yaoguang was closer to Cheng Mu. He could tell that the person was Qin Ran.
nThe Xu family members did not speak much to Qin Ran and hence couldn’t tell it was her easily.
nUpon hearing Xu Yaoguang’s words, Second Uncle Xu, who was deep in thoughts, abruptly lifted his head. His mind was clear, but his voice was strained. “Young Master Xu, do… do you mean…”
nIf Bo Te had fought today, the outcome might be different.
nJust before the start of the competition, Qin Ran disappeared and Blank appeared, just in time to help the Xu family win the most profitable division…
nSecond Uncle Xu looked up.
nOnly the emcee was left on the ring. However, the black figure was still projected on the screen—
nShe wiped away the blood on the corner of her lips. Her head was tilted slightly and her hair moved with the wind.
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nAt the West area of the main seating platform.
n“Mr. Yang. I lost, please punish me!” Harold dragged his legs and kneeled on the floor.
nHis voice was trembling.
nHe was recruited by Underground Alliance when he became the champion 10 years ago.
nEven though he held a high status in the Underground Alliance, he was still deeply afraid of the man opposite him.
nThe man back facing him was tall, and he was wearing a white sweater with his hands behind his back.
nHe didn’t turn around.
nThe light shined on his face, leaving a faint shadow.
nHe was holding onto a green teacup filled with a clear tea.
nHe lowered his head and took a sip. His tone was gentle as he asked, “How’re her abilities?”
n“She’s not afraid of death.” Harold pursed his lips.
nThe man nodded slightly. “I understand. Go.”
nHearing this, Harold slowly lifted his head to look at the man.
nHe couldn’t believe it.
nAfter making such a terrible mistake, this ruthless man… allowed him to leave so easily?
nHarold paused for a second before frantically standing up and leaving. He closed the door softly.
nStanding outside were men from the Underground Alliance.
nThey weren’t surprised by how embarrassed Harold looked.
nInside.
nAfter Harold left, the man lifted his head to reveal a handsome face. He had a gentle breath.
nIt was Yang Shuyan.
n“Bam—”
nHe smashed the teacup in his hands into pieces.
nThere was an unspeakable silence in the air.
nThe clear tea was mixed with some blood trickling down his hands onto the floor.
n“Mr. Yang…” The man beside him took a step forward.
nYang Shuyan lowered his head to look at his hand as his pupils shook. “Get someone from the Intelligence Bureau to contact me.”
n“Yes, Sir.”
nFive minutes later, they received a video-call from a middle-aged man. He respectfully greeted, “Master.”
nYang Shuyan closed his eyes for a long time before saying, “The news about her death three years ago… how was it verified?”
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