Miss, You've Come to the Wrong Place.

"Director Huang, you've tested my skills. I'm sure I can make money for Tianli Fighting Gym, right?"

Huang Tianli thought, This kid is incredibly strong. If I teach him a little about boxing or the rules of martial arts competitions, he could easily become a world champion. Then Tianli Fighting Gym would become one of the most famous fight clubs in the country. With skills like his, I'd be an idiot not to sign him.

"All right, then let's sign a contract. Three years. For those three years, you can only compete on behalf of Tianli Fighting Gym. We'll guarantee you at least sixty matches a year, and we'll split the prize money fifty-fifty."

When Zhang Shuai heard they wanted a three-year contract, he hurriedly said, "Director Huang, I'm not signing a contract. I only have half a month. After that, I have other things to do and won't have time to fight anymore. So I was wondering if you could arrange for me to compete in some underground fights. I just want to earn a little money during this half month."

Zhang Shuai was single-mindedly focused on cultivating immortality. He had no intention of spending years in the fighting world, nor had he ever planned to become a professional boxer. He just wanted to earn some money with his own skills. He figured Tianli Fighting Gym, as one of the country's well-known fight clubs, would have connections to underground fights.

Huang Tianli was exasperated. "Xiao Zhang, what do you mean? How can you compete without signing a contract? Where am I supposed to find matches for you with only half a month?"

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Zhang Shuai was a little disappointed. "Then forget it. If you can't arrange anything, I'll be on my way. Sorry for the trouble, Director Huang."

Seeing Zhang Shuai about to leave, Huang Tianli suddenly called out, "Wait a moment."

Zhang Shuai stopped and asked, "Director Huang, can you arrange something after all?"

Huang Tianli considered it. "Would you be willing to compete overseas? Your opponents might all be extremely skilled fighters, and there could even be a risk to your life. But underground fight purses can be quite generous. If you're willing, I'll see what I can arrange."

Zhang Shuai said, "I'm not afraid of any skilled fighters. The problem is, I don't have a passport. How would I get overseas?"

"No problem. I'll have someone help you apply for a passport. It'll be ready in a few days. I'll try to arrange as many matches as I can for you. We'll split the prize money fifty-fifty, all right?"

Zhang Shuai had no objection. He had the skills, but no connections, so it was only fair to give Huang Tianli half.

"All right. Let's add each other on WeChat first. I'll have someone take you to apply for a passport right away."

After they added each other on WeChat, Huang Tianli picked up his phone and called someone.

Then he went downstairs with Zhang Shuai to wait in the reception room. Before long, a tall woman in her thirties walked in.

"Boss Huang, who needs a passport?"

Huang Tianli pointed at Zhang Shuai. "Pan Xiaoyu, take him to apply for a passport and a round-trip visa to the Beautiful Country. A short-term visa for a two-week trip will do. I only have one requirement: the sooner, the better!"

The woman nodded. "Sure, but the fee might be a little higher..."

"That's fine. Take him to apply."

Zhang Shuai then followed Pan Xiaoyu to the Exit-Entry Administration Bureau. He filled out the forms, had his photo taken, and gave them his fingerprints. Once they were done, Pan Xiaoyu told him to go home and wait. She'd let him know when his passport was ready in a couple of days.

When he got home, Zhang Shuai started studying ancient writing. Every so often, he sent Lin Xiuwen a message and chatted with her for a bit.

Ever since Lin Xiuwen watched the contents of the USB drive, she had become intensely interested in cultivating immortality. She began practicing Big Dipper Long Fist at home with her mother and even sent Zhang Shuai a video of the two of them practicing together.

With his overseas fight coming up soon, he had to fully recharge before he left. What if he ran out of power halfway through a match and was too hungry to fight? Wouldn't he get beaten to death?

So he absolutely had to charge up completely.

If he still had his electric scooter, Zhang Shuai would have gone back to Fuzhu County. Unfortunately, the Japanese female spy had smashed his secondhand scooter, and the car he'd ordered from the dealership hadn't arrived yet. He didn't want to waste money buying another scooter.

So he decided to find somewhere in the city to recharge. It might not be convenient during the day, so he'd have to wait until night.

At dusk, Zhang Shuai slung a small backpack over his shoulder, with a few tools he might need inside, and leisurely headed out. He first wandered around Civic Square, looking for a suitable place to charge.

Charging took several hours, so he needed somewhere secluded where no one would notice him.

After searching for a while, he actually found a suitable spot.

There were lots of benches in the park. Beside one of them stood a lightbox with a charging port at its base.

There was no one on the bench just then, so Zhang Shuai sat beside the lightbox and unplugged the socket from the charging port. He then connected a wire and placed his backpack in front of the lightbox to hide the socket.

Leaning back on the bench, Zhang Shuai held the wire and began charging. To avoid drawing attention, he took off his jacket and draped it over himself, concealing the wire in his hand.

The park was bustling with people coming and going. Nearby, some elderly people were practicing Big Dipper Long Fist. Their movements were slow, but they looked the part.

Many mothers were out walking with their children. Groups of middle school students laughed and played together, and young couples walked past Zhang Shuai hand in hand.

Zhang Shuai leaned back on the bench and dozed with his eyes closed. No one passing by paid him any attention.

After ten o'clock, the park grew much quieter. The elderly people and children had all gone home to rest.

Most of the people left in the park were couples out on dates, all so wrapped up in each other that they couldn't bear to part.

On the bench beside Zhang Shuai, a young couple started cuddling and kissing. It annoyed him to no end. He couldn't even charge in peace. If those young people couldn't hold themselves back, why not get a hotel room? Was it really appropriate to fool around in public in the park?

Zhang Shuai couldn't help giving a loud cough, and the couple finally left.

Just as Zhang Shuai thought he could have some peace and quiet, a plump, gaudily dressed young woman passed in front of him. Suddenly, she stopped and walked straight over.

She wore a miniskirt and had very fair skin. Her looks were ordinary, her face a little broad, and her legs seemed somewhat thick. A heavy layer of powder covered her face, along with blue eyeshadow.

"Hey, handsome. Why are you sitting here all alone?"

As she spoke, the woman kept looking at the jacket draped over Zhang Shuai's lap. His hand was between his legs, gripping the wire as he charged. Judging by the odd smile on her face, she had clearly gotten the wrong idea.

Zhang Shuai asked irritably, "What? Do you need something?"

"Handsome, want to have some fun? Three hundred. We can go to that grove over there and have sex outdoors. It's exciting."

Damn, she was a streetwalker. Zhang Shuai was annoyed. Did he really look like a john?

"No thanks. I'm not interested. Miss, you've come to the wrong place. If you want to do business, go to the street. This is a park!"

"Handsome, if you think that's too expensive, two hundred is fine. Help a girl out, okay? I haven't had a single customer all day."

"Get lost!"

Zhang Shuai was pissed. What was her problem? Why wouldn't she take no for an answer? He wouldn't want her even if she did it for free!

Seeing how angry Zhang Shuai was, the woman cursed under her breath and walked off. At last, he had some peace and quiet.

Early the next morning, Zhang Shuai unplugged the lightbox and restored the socket, then went home with his charge topped up. It seemed he'd be better off finding a more secluded place to charge next time.