Yangyang pulled Qin Ze through the long corridor.
In front of a tightly closed door, two bodyguards in black conducted a thorough body search on the two individuals.
After searching behind him, one of them patted Qin Ze on the butt.
"Hey beautiful, got some time for a drink after get off work?"
Qin Ze's face darkened.
Brother, believe it or not, I'm older than you!
Yangyang pulled Qin Ze behind her. "How dare you! Do you think you can touch us?"
Another bodyguard quickly interjected, "Sorry, he's only been here a few days and doesn't know the rules yet. Please don't take it to heart."
Yangyang scoffed, "You can learn the rules if you don't know them, but if you lose your life, you lose everything."
Immediately, Yangyang pulled Qin Ze along and they quickly passed through the small door.
The bodyguard who had been eyeing Qin Ze's "good looks" spat on the ground.
"Just a toy, yet you actually consider yourself a human being?"
"It's not even certain if they'll survive tonight."
The other bodyguard said in a deep voice, "Be careful what you say."
"We're all suffering, why make things difficult for each other?"
Qin Ze overheard their entire conversation.
Will I not survive tonight?
Is being a hostess for drinks a dangerous job?
Yangyang turned around and looked earnestly into Qin Ze's eyes. "From now on, stay by my side and don't wander off."
"Don't talk, and don't look around."
"Do you understand?"
Qin Ze nodded.
Only after passing through the small door guarded by security guards can one truly enter the clubhouse.
The loud music grew louder and louder, and when you reached the end of the corridor, a huge dance floor came into view.
A stage was set up in the center.
More than a dozen heavily made-up women are putting on a hot dance.
The men and women around them were writhing and twisting their bodies like zombies.
In a dimly lit corner, several people were embracing and whispering.
"This way."
Yangyang led Qin Ze to an elevator door at the end of the corridor.
Another rigorous check by two bodyguards.
After the inspection, the two took the elevator to the basement level.
The space on the first floor is very large.
After exiting the elevator, you are directly facing a huge octagonal cage.
The surrounding nobles and ladies, dressed in suits, sipped red wine and ate steak while casting their gazes toward the octagonal cage.
The alloy mesh surrounding the octagonal cage is nearly five meters high.
Are giants fighting inside?
Qin Ze couldn't help but slow his pace.
The host's voice then rang out.
Welcome everyone tonight.
"Next up is the first battle of the night."
"The challenger is a warrior from the Pearl District!"
Welcome, Warriors!
Amidst a sparse round of applause, the elevator on the left side of the octagon brought a man up.
The man was dressed in Huahua clothes, holding a long knife, and was made up to look like a Clown.
Qin Ze could not sense any strong fluctuations in the man's qi and blood; he was clearly just an ordinary person.
At this moment, the man's body was trembling uncontrollably, like a sieve.
The host continued, "The defending champion is Scarhead, who has won seventy-eight consecutive matches without a loss!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the audience erupted in enthusiastic applause and whistles.
The speakers around the octagonal cage were playing deafening music.
The elevator on the right slowly rose, and a huge alloy box was dropped out.
With a loud bang, the box door opened.
A tiger-shaped beast, over three meters tall and entirely blue, slowly crawled out.
He had a very conspicuous scar on his forehead, and his eyes were fixed on the man holding a long knife not far away, with a human-like mockery on his face.
F-class alien beast.
Qin Ze frowned.
They actually captured strange beasts alive for entertainment.
Thump--
The man slumped to the ground.
The yellow liquid instantly spread across the ground.
The beast did not rush to charge immediately.
Instead, it paced slowly around the man like a cat playing with a mouse.
"Go for it, you coward!"
"They actually peed their pants from fear; they were even worse than the last one."
"Is that a fire poker in your hand? Hurry up and poke him!"
"It's over, I doubt he'll last even half a minute."
"Eat him! Eat him! Eat him!"
"Hurry up, I want to see rivers of blood."
"..."
The "aristocrats" around the octagonal cage were all red-faced and shouting, their previous elegance completely gone.
"Roar--"
The beast roared at the man, and the scene instantly became even more chaotic.
"Ah--"
The man yelled as he stood up, closed his eyes, and raised the knife in his hand to stab the beast.
The beast suddenly opened its blood-red maw, bit into the man's upper body, and swung him violently.
Pfft--
The man's body was ripped open, and his lower body was slammed heavily onto the cage, with blood splattering through the hole onto a nearby table.
The man and woman at the table emitted morbid smiles like wild beasts.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"I won! I only died in forty seconds!"
"What a piece of trash, couldn't you have held on a little longer?"
"Rivers of blood! Rivers of blood!"
"Get the next match done quickly!"
"..."
Looking at the "carnival" in front of him, Qin Ze had very mixed feelings.
He simply couldn't imagine that a group of people were cheering loudly for the tragic death of their kin.
Qin Ze couldn't help but shake his head.
This world is truly beyond saving.
Yangyang skillfully led Qin Ze around the audience seats.
She seemed to have long been accustomed to this.
After the man in the octagonal cage died, Qin Ze saw her only sigh softly.
"Oh my goodness!"
Where did you two go?
"Do you know that everyone's waiting for you?"
Sister Hong came towards us, her face full of anxiety and resentment.
Yangyang quickly explained, "I suddenly needed to use the restroom, so I asked my sister to go with me."
Sister Hong glanced at Qin Ze, seemingly guessing what was going on, but didn't say anything more.
" Yangyang, this is a one-time exception."
"You're a veteran; I don't want this kind of thing to happen again."
Yangyang took Sister Hong's arm and said in a low voice, "I know, Sister Hong, let's go."
Qin Ze gave Yangyang a grateful look.
He took the blame for me, and he's actually a pretty nice guy.
Yangyang just smiled in response.
A moment later, Qin Ze and his two companions arrived at the door of a tightly closed private room.
The girls who had been waiting earlier were also waiting outside.
Sister Hong clapped her hands. "Hurry up and go inside, don't forget my instructions."
The girls nodded and stood obediently in a row.
Sister Hong knocked on the door, and after receiving permission, she led the girls in single file.
Miss Qin stood at the very end.
Inside the private room, six men were smoking.
The person sitting in the center position was none other than the target, Chen Zhong.
The private room has a one-way transparent glass curtain wall that runs from the inside out, directly facing the octagonal cage on the first floor.
Another man has just died at the hands of Scarhead.
The people sitting on the sofa watched all of this with indifferent expressions.
It was as if what died was not a person, but an ant.
Qin Ze clenched his fists.
Yangyang, who was next to him, thought he was nervous and quietly patted the back of his hand to comfort him.
Sister Hong smiled broadly, "The girls are here. If you're not satisfied, I'll go and change them right away."
A bald man next to Chen Zhong glanced at him, then nodded.
Sister Hong immediately understood. "Girls, do your best."
After whispering a few more instructions to Yangyang, she quickly left the private room.
"Don't be nervous, I'm here."
Yangyang took Qin Ze's hand and walked towards Chen Zhong.
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