Chapter 32 - 32 Boxing Village

Chapter 32: Chapter 32 Boxing Village

“Brother, I have a question for you.”

Liu San was suddenly stopped by someone, about to get angry, but when he turned around, he saw a person wearing an azure Evil Ghost mask standing there, startling him.

“Who are you?”

Liu San took a step back.

Under the dim yellow light, the figure of the other party stretched long, and the indifferent eyes beneath the azure Evil Ghost mask looked somewhat unnerving.

“Do you know how to get to Qingyuan Fist Village?”

The person wearing the mask was none other than Li Fei in disguise.

He had heard that there was a place in Qingyuan District specializing in underground boxing matches, known as Qingyuan Fist Village, so he was asking around.

Hearing the words “Qingyuan Fist Village,” Liu San’s eyes lit up and he sized up Li Fei:

“You want to fight?”

“Yes.”

Li Fei said, purposely using a deep voice.

He didn’t want to reveal his true identity, so he disguised everything from his hairstyle to his mask, and even his voice.

Having just been attacked earlier, Li Fei became even more cautious.

The disguise he gave himself was a layer of protection.

The recent attack had already prompted the Inspector General of the Inspection Bureau to make a statement, this was his second layer of protection.

Li Fei had found out that the backers of Qingyuan Fist Village were not the Tiger Saber Gang; it was the only underground industry in Xing City not controlled by the gang, with a very aloof status, which was his third layer of protection.

Lastly, the Myriad Blood Pearl and the unlocked Blood Soul Skill “Blood Rage” gave Li Fei the confidence to come here.

“If you want to fight, then you’ve found the right person!”

Liu San suddenly perked up, “Brother, I am the manager of the fighters at Qingyuan Fist Village. Do you know what a manager is? It’s someone who is in charge of arranging matches for fighters.”

“Oh?”

“Brother, if you want to fight in the matches at Qingyuan Fist Village, you’ve come to the right person! Come on, I’ll take you to the Fist Village.”

Liu San approached Li Fei with enthusiasm, trying to pull him along, but Li Fei deftly avoided his grip.

Not minding it, Liu San smiled and signaled for Li Fei to follow him.

With one hand in his pocket, clutching a packet of lime powder, Li Fei followed him through the streets and alleys of Qingyuan District.

About ten minutes later, Liu San brought Li Fei to a place surrounded by a wooden wall.

“This is Qingyuan Fist Village.”

Liu San pointed to the large gate ahead.

Li Fei looked at the wooden gate; the sign above read “Qingyuan Fist Village” in large characters.

Inside the Fist Village were huge white tents, brightly lit and filled with a buzzing crowd, much livelier than outside.

“Let’s go, brother.”

said Liu San.

He led Li Fei towards the gate of the Fist Village. There was a guard at the entrance; Liu San showed him a piece of paper, said a few words pointing at Li Fei, and then the guard let them both in.

“People from outside the Fist Village have to buy tickets to watch the matches, and the prices vary depending on the rank of fighting ring, from the cheapest at one dime to the most expensive at one yuan.”

Liu San proudly waved the paper in his hand at Li Fei, “But I am a fighter’s manager; I don’t need to buy tickets when I’m bringing a fighter in.”

After showing off, and seeing Li Fei unresponsive, Liu San didn’t feel awkward and continued to introduce:

“The stages in Qingyuan Fist Village are divided into ‘Divine, Earth, Mysterious, Yellow’ four ranks. The highest is the Divine rank stage, and the lowest is the Yellow rank stage. The higher the rank of the stage, the higher the level of the fighters, the more the audience, and naturally, the higher the income of the fighters. But since you’re a new fighter, you can only start from the lowest Yellow rank stage.”

“As a manager, how do you plan to split the earnings with me? How much can I earn from a match?”

Li Fei asked straightforwardly.

He needed someone to guide him into integrating here for the time being, so he intended to listen to Liu San’s terms. If they weren’t too excessive, he could agree for the time being.

Liu San straightened his face and looked into Li Fei’s eyes, seriously saying:

“Brother, if you win the boxing match in a while, I don’t want a penny of the earnings, it’ll all be yours!”

Li Fei snorted, “Won’t you be at too much of a loss then?”

Liu San shook his head and said, “Bro, let me tell you the truth, the boxing village needs strong new fighters to compete. I brought you here because there is a bonus for me. And if you really can make a name for yourself, I, as your agent, can also benefit greatly. Good agents don’t leech off their fighters; instead, they help them earn more money. A mutually beneficial relationship is a true victory for both sides.”

Li Fei looked at this sloppy, clearly untrustworthy fellow somewhat surprisedly. He had not expected him to speak such words:

“So you’re saying you’re a great agent?”

At that, Liu San spoke with sparkling eyes, “I, Liu San, will definitely become the greatest agent in Qingyuan Fist Village!”

“Pfft—”

Suddenly, a snicker came from the side.

A man dressed in a floral shirt, his lips smeared with bright red lipstick and flaunting an ostentatious appearance, walked over while covering his mouth with laughter.

A towering hulk of a man over one meter ninety in height, with skin as dark as charcoal, followed behind him like a black tower.

“Well, well, I wonder who’s talking such a big game, aiming to be the top agent in Qingyuan Fist Village. It turns out to be you, this little nobody. Don’t go spraining your back from talking too big,” said the man in the floral shirt with a laugh.

Li Fei gazed at this flamboyant man, feeling a strong sense of discomfort.

By comparison, he suddenly found the sloppy Liu San a lot more agreeable.

“Sister Hua, I was just messing around.”

Liu San, being mocked to his face, didn’t get angry. Instead, he plastered a smile on his face and bent over to explain to the other party.

The man known as ‘Sister Hua’ turned to look at Li Fei:

“Another newcomer, huh?”

“Yes, Sister Hua,” Liu San replied.

Sister Hua looked Li Fei up and down, then made a coy gesture with his fingers:

“He’s quite the mystery, isn’t he? I just don’t know if he’s got what it takes. I’ve brought a newbie myself tonight, so why don’t we have them face off in a ‘breakout fight’?”

Sister Hua gestured towards the black tower-like strongman standing behind him.

In Qingyuan Fist Village, new fighters who had never stepped into the ring were called ‘chicks,’ and their first boxing match was termed a ‘breakout fight.’

Hearing Sister Hua’s suggestion, Liu San’s face stiffened, and he said with a forced smile:

“Sister Hua, you’re joking with me, right? Your newcomers are all strong. How could I dare to set up a boxing match with one of them? Let’s forget it.”

Sister Hua’s gaze chilled as she looked at Liu San: “What’s the matter, am I losing face here?”

“How could I dare,” Liu San bent over further, trying hard to maintain a smile, “Please let me off the hook, Sister Hua.”

Sister Hua scoffed: “Psh, so useless.”

He wasn’t actually intent on having his fighter clash with Li Fei; he simply wanted to have some fun by making others grovel before him.

Liu San just laughed, not daring to talk back.

Sister Hua glanced at Li Fei: “Following such an agent, I guess you’re also a…”

“How much money for beating your guy?”

Li Fei abruptly cut off Sister Hua before he could finish.

Liu San’s face changed instantly, and he quickly approached Li Fei, whispering:

“Brother, this person is not someone to mess with in the boxing village. His fighters are very powerful. We came here to make money, there’s no need for this.”

Li Fei looked at him: “Is it like this that you earn your money, on your knees?”

In fact, during the previous two years when he was suppressed, his situation wasn’t much different from kneeling for money.

But in this life, he didn’t want to bow his head so easily.

Liu San’s face stiffened again, he forced out a smile uglier than crying and said sheepishly:

“Earning money is… not undignified…”

“Very undignified.”

Li Fei shook his head and stepped forward:

“I came here to make money standing up.”