Chapter 66: Chapter 66 Stinky Fish and Rotten Shrimp
âBrother Zhou, please come in.â
The master of the Tiger Saber Gang, Zhang Mingze, invited a man in his early thirties, wearing a black windbreaker, into a private room.
âMaster, you are too kind, please.â
The man entered the private room with Zhang Mingze.
The room had a sofa, a coffee table, and tea sets, and it was decorated with fruits and exquisite desserts.
âGentlemen, do you require any services?â
A woman dressed in a cheongsam with a graceful figure approached them, bent her knees slightly, and asked in a respectful manner.
âNo need, you may leave; do not let anyone come in and disturb us.â
The man in the windbreaker waved his hand.
His name was Zhou Yuan, secretary to Deputy Supervisory Director Wu Yihua at the Inspection Bureau, and also his trusted nephew. He was here tonight representing Wu Yihua.
After the woman left the private room and closed the door, Zhou Yuan got straight to the point:
âBefore he left, Huang Weiguang, that old fox, specifically arranged to have Li Lei promoted as the captain of the first large team. Uncle is very dissatisfied with this. You know how important it is to hold the position of captain of the first large team. Is there any way we can change this outcome?â
Zhang Mingze slowly poured tea for both of them and then gestured to Zhou Yuan:
âBrother Zhou, please.â
Zhou Yuan finished his cup of tea in one gulp and stared at Zhang Mingze.
Zhang Mingze shook his head: âAfter so many years as Inspector General, Huang Weiguang still has some connections. Moreover, his recent troubles were really unforeseen mishaps, making many in the Governance Hall still willing to show him favor before his retirement. Additionally, Li Leiâs son, Li Fei, made significant contributions recently and even met with Chief Gu personally.
When Huang Weiguang nominated Li Lei as the captain of the first large team, many might think this was at Chief Guâs suggestion, further discouraging opposition. So, itâs already difficult to change this situation.â
Zhou Yuan frowned upon hearing this: âThat old fox really knows how to seize every opportunity!â
âNever mind that, once your uncle becomes the Inspector General, there will be plenty of time to slowly figure something out. There will always be opportunities,â Zhang Mingze said with a smile.
âIs that really all we can do?â
Zhou Yuan intently looked at Zhang Mingze.
Zhang Mingze retorted: âWe painstakingly managed to bring down both Lu Sheng and Huang Weiguang, aiming for the positions of Inspector General and captain of the first large team. Now weâve only succeeded halfway. If it were possible, do you think we wouldnât want to change the result?â
His usual scholarly demeanor showed an extremely fierce look at this moment, which somewhat intimidated Zhou Yuan from keeping eye contact.
âLetâs not talk about these upsetting matters. I heard that you, Brother Zhou, quite enjoy watching boxing matches. So, I specifically invited you here to Qingyuan Fist Village tonight. Thereâs a Dragon and Tiger Fight happening later. What do you say to placing a bet for some fun?â With a flash of a sinister look in his eyes that disappeared as quickly as it came, Zhang Mingze smiled again and spoke to Zhou Yuan.
âOh?â
Zhou Yuan, catching the implication, smiled and asked, âHow would you like me to bet, Master?â
âWhich side do you favor more?â
âDragon and Tiger Fight is usually a case of Dragon Swallowing Tiger. It rarely happens the other way around. If I were to place a bet, Iâd definitely bet on the Dragon Generals winning,â Zhou Yuan said.
âAlright, letâs keep it light and enjoyable then. Iâll place a bet of three thousand on behalf of Brother Zhou on the Dragon Generals to win. If you lose, Iâll cover it; if you win, the winnings are all yours,â Zhang Mingze stated casually.
âOh?â
Zhou Yuanâs eyes lit up.
He indeed enjoyed watching underground boxing and placing bets; he was quite a seasoned gambler.
âWho are the fighters in tonightâs Dragon and Tiger Fight, and what are the current odds?â Zhou Yuan asked professionally.
Zhang Mingze then called the service staff from outside the Fist Village to come in and elaborately introduce the details to Zhou Yuan.
âSo, the Dragon General is Ling Yong, then itâs a sure win!â
Zhou Yuan rubbed his hands excitedly and told the service staff from the Fist Village:
âThree thousand in cash, and also sign a note for seventeen thousand; that makes a total of twenty thousand. Put it all on the Dragon General to win!â
The three thousand in cash was covered by Zhang Mingze, and as for the signed note of seventeen thousand, Zhou Yuan frequently visited Qingyuan Fist Village and had built up enough credit to sign up to twenty thousand.
âOkay.â
The waiter, excited by the large order, scurried out of the private room immediately.
Zhang Mingze looked at Zhou Yuan, âBrother Zhou, are you so confident youâll win?â
âIf it were just hand-to-hand combat, Ling Yong wouldnât be exceptionally outstanding among the top-class martial artists, but in a weapon fight, the combination of his âTiger Patternâ and that ninety-seven pound Black Steel Coiling Dragon Stick makes him an absolute peak martial artist in the Body Breaking Stage!â
Zhou Yuan spoke fervently and professionally analyzed,
âHis opponent tonight, one Steel Bear, is good at defense, but he certainly canât withstand several of his heavy strikes. Another person, Black Blade, is slightly threatening, but heâs not a formal martial artist after all, and the difference between him and Ling Yong is still too large. As for the newly emerged Green-faced Ghost, who has just moved up to the âXuanâ rank arena, itâs obvious that the arranged fighter had some issues and the Fist Village couldnât gather anyone else in time, so they randomly picked some mediocre fighter to fill in.â
âOh?â
Zhang Mingze listened calmly, without offering any comments.
Zhou Yuan became more excited as he spoke, âSo tonightâs fight is basically a welfare spot, Dragonâs side has very low odds, I bet twenty thousand, the odds might even drop further, I wonât make much in the end, just consider it pocket money for myself.â
âMaster, why donât you also place a bet? Itâs a sure win tonight!â
Zhou Yuan even began urging Zhang Mingze to bet.
Zhang Mingze smiled and shook his head,
âIn my view, thereâs only one kind of sure-win bet in this world.â
âWhatâs that?â
âThe one where Iâm the bookmaker myself. Besides that, I never join the table.â
âMaster, youâre being too uninteresting.â
âHahaha, as long as youâre happy, Brother Zhou.â
The two chatted casually as they waited for tonightâs Dragon and Tiger Fight to begin.
As Zhou Yuan placed his twenty thousand bet on Dragon, and some others followed suit based on rumors, Tigerâs odds rose a bit again.
âWelcome everyone to Qingyuan Fist VillageâŠâ
A presenter stood in front of a microphone and began speaking, giving the audience a detailed introduction to tonightâs match and the upcoming fighters.
This time was also the peak for placing bets.
A minute before the match started, betting closed, and tonightâs final odds for Tiger settled at 7.8.
âItâs starting!â
In the private room, Zhou Yuan walked to the window, excitedly watching below.
First to enter the arena were the three challengers from Tiger:
Holding a square shield, Steel Bear, whom Zhou Yuan had dubbed âcanât withstand a few hits.â
Wielding a Big Guan Saber, Black Blade, who Zhou Yuan had deemed âsomewhat threatening.â
Lastly, wielding a single saber, the Green-faced Ghost, Li Fei, who Zhou Yuan had labeled âmediocre.â
After entering, the three quickly positioned themselves in their pre-discussed formation:
Steel Bear with the shield in front, with Li Fei and Black Blade on either side behind him.
This was the tactic they had agreed upon before entering: Steel Bear would hold the front against the initial onslaught, while the other two looked for opportunities to attack from the flanks.
Since Ling Yong was a peak martial artist at the Body Breaking Stage and could unleash multiple bursts of power from his implant, Steel Bear and Black Blade had agreed they couldnât afford a drawn-out fight and needed to go all in from the start.
Winning would be great; if they couldnât match up at the start, then they would concede defeat.
After all, this wasnât a âDeathfightâ; there was no need to risk their lives.
Li Fei didnât object to this tactic. His thinking was simple: if the three of them together could defeat the opponent, he would continue to keep a low profile.
If it turned out to be ineffective, he would then step in to stabilize his teammatesâ morale.
Suddenly, a peculiar sensation, like being pricked by needles, arose from the Steel Armor Implant within Li Feiâs body.
This was a signal of impending danger!
Li Fei looked towards the other entranceâ
A formidable figure emerged.
Tonightâs Dragon had arrived!
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