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nChapter 429: Devil Youth

nTranslator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

nCould it be that Boss deliberately wanted to be alone with Miss Qiao?

nHow rare! Was Boss prepared to give up on that little girl?

nLeng Yunqiu was inexplicably happy, and hurriedly went to carry out the order.

nOn the other side, Qiao Xinyi was very puzzled. She asked in a sweet and steady voice, “Ah Chuan, what’s wrong?”

nWhy did it feel like something had run over just now?

nPerhaps she was mistaken; it had been too fast.

nQiao Xinyi was on Ling Chuan’s left, closer to the entrance. When the snake flew past, she thought she saw something, but it was just an afterimage, so she wasn’t too sure.

n“It’s nothing.”

nThe man nodded slightly and asked in a cold voice, “Where is Ah Mo’s usual private room?”

n“Oh, um, I’ll take you there.”

nQiao Xinyi was successfully diverted and didn’t think about what had just happened.

nVery quickly, Ling Chuan followed Qiao Xinyi to his nephew Ling Mo’s private room.

nLu An looked around furtively, and quickly realized that this was an underground fighting ring.

nThere was a very large circular ring in the middle, and there was a thick and tall electric fence around it. Occasionally, insects flew into it and were instantly turned into dust!

nNaturally, audience seats surrounded the ring.

nThey were roughly divided into different levels based on identity or money.

nThere were concealed open boxes, and small and large private rooms, and tea was even provided.

nThe private room which Ling Chuan entered was on the east side. The room was wide and bright, and the view of the stage was excellent. There were all sorts of snacks and trinkets.

nIt was the same in the north, south, and west.

nOrdinary audience members squeezed in between the four cardinal points. The crowd was like billowing sea waves, and it was very noisy.

nIt was a little quieter in the room.

nLu An immediately noticed the osmanthus cakes on the sandalwood table.

nAfter Ling Chuan sat down on the couch in front of the table, the tip of a certain snake’s tail had already started to curl in that direction.

nJust as it was about to successfully mount a sneak attack…

n“Why aren’t you coming out yet?”

nThe man’s low and teasing voice made a certain snake blush.

nHer little head shrank back into his suit. No, no, no!

n“Heh!”

nLing Chuan chuckled softly; it was quite stubborn.

nHis slender fingers reached into his clothes to look for it.

nOn the other side, Qiao Xinyi, the capital’s top socialite and the eldest daughter of the Qiao family, was dumbfounded. “Ah, Ah Chuan, who are you talking to?”

n“Mm, it’s nothing.”

nThe man gave a light response. His face was expressionless, and his tone was as cold as ever.

n“Oh.”

nQiao Xinyi nodded blankly and didn’t ask anything else.

nShe couldn’t help but look at his expression, but then she saw his slender fingers pull out a small snake head from inside his suit jacket. He asked sternly, yet with unexpected gentleness, “Are you still making a fuss, hm?”

nQiao Xinyi was once again completely dumbfounded. She couldn’t help but panic, and hurriedly said, “Erm, Ah Chuan, before, Fatty Wang, that tycoon, also had a snake in his arms and was bitten to death on the spot. You…”

nAs Qiao Xinyi spoke, she was already about to die of nervousness, afraid that the snake would bite him.

n“Will you bite me?”

nThe man’s eyes darkened slightly. He glanced at Qiao Xinyi calmly, then asked the little thing in his arms the question.

n“I…” Yes!

nSnake An wasn’t convinced. She turned around and glanced at the super good-looking woman, then tilted her head and licked his chin. Then, she immediately shrank back into his arms and hid.

nB*stard, he touched her all over.

nEven if she was a snake now, she still felt ashamed.

nAshamed! Sob~

nLing Chuan was completely frozen. The sensation was still on his chin. It was light and seemed to carry a gentle and beautiful fragrance. Ling Chuan’s eyes almost welled up with tears. When he came back to his senses, he found it especially laughable.

nD*mn it!

nPerhaps he missed her too much.

nSeeing a snake with the same temper as her…

nLing Chuan, you really should wake up!

nThe man’s expression was calm and he didn’t bother with the snake in his arms.

nJust then, the show started. The man’s black eyes focused on the stage.

nOn the other side, Qiao Xinyi wanted to say something. Seeing Ling Chuan’s suddenly calm face, she sensed that he was preoccupied with his thoughts. In the end, she obediently found a seat on the side and didn’t say anything else.

nShe simply told him that Ah Mo would be fighting later.

nAh Mo, or Ling Mo, the son of Ling Chuan’s big brother, was 17 years old.

nHe spent all his time in the fighting ring and didn’t go to school; he was a proper devil youth.

n“Mm.”

nLing Chuan nodded slightly, and his gaze landed on the young man who had already gone on stage.

nHe was dressed in a thin black outfit and had a lean figure. He looked frail, but his eyes were dangerous, wicked and bone-chilling!

nThe bruises that were on his face all year round in particular made it clear that he wasn’t a virtuous person.

nLing Chuan couldn’t be bothered to spend much time looking at him. Very quickly, his opponent went on stage.

nIt was a wild and lethal lion.

nThe lion’s mane bristled and it bared its teeth. Every time it moved, Ling Chuan couldn’t help but frown.

nHow willful! He was simply messing around!

nBlack Insect was the most popular underground fighting ring on the fringe of the capital. It was an inconspicuous name for those who weren’t in the know, but this place was thick with the scent of bloody fights and inhuman revelry.

nEveryone here was like maggots in the dark. They had no scruples, nor cared about anything.

nWhether human or beast, there was no difference when they went on stage; there were only opponents.

nBets were placed, and won or lost. The middle party would naturally draw a share of the profits to facilitate the operation of this illegal underground fighting ring.

nBlack Insect was full every night, and made hundreds of millions every day!

nVery quickly, the duel between the young man and the lion began.

nPowerful fists lashed out wildly, each punch striking a sore spot. The lion was practically powerless to fight back. Everyone present felt their blood boil.

nAfter getting rid of the lion, there was a tiger and even a polar bear, which was supposed to live in the Arctic.

nAlthough the young man was valiant, there would still be times when he couldn’t block well enough.

nGashes were torn open on his body, and bright red blood spewed out like mud!

nOn the side, Qiao Xinyi’s eyes were already bloodshot. She wrung her hands anxiously and looked at Ling Chuan from time to time with deep worry.

nLing Chuan was completely expressionless. His cold gaze didn’t move until the referee announced the young man’s victory!

n“Little brat!”

nLing Chuan gritted his teeth and almost rushed forward to beat him to death.

nSuddenly…

n“Wait!”

nA young man in a pink suit and sleek, shiny hair stood up.

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