Chapter 170: Luring the Tiger into the Jar! Nickname 'Azure Dragon

The Qinglong Society's motorcade drove unhurriedly through the suburbs of Chiang Mai.

Although this place did not belong to the core area of the Golden Triangle.

But the various forces were complexly intertwined.

The Qinglong Society did not cause trouble, so those other forces naturally would not easily provoke them.

You see,

During this period, Chen Jie had spent a lot of money.

The entire Qinglong Society had been completely renewed, well-equipped, and their firepower was overwhelmingly fierce.

To purchase advanced firepower, the Hall Masters of the Qinglong Society had used many connections.

More than half an hour later.

Under the leadership of Fat Wang Hou, the Qinglong Society's motorcade arrived at a village town.

He who untied the bell must be the one to tie it!

To learn everything about Big Brother Chen Yao, in the end it still returned to the starting point.

Many off-road vehicles were parked in the parking lot.

Chen Jie nodded, made no sound, and followed behind the fat man.

The fat man followed beside Chen Jie, whispering: "Dragon Head, do not make a sound after entering; tonight we must first ensure you obtain the qualification to participate in the Ancient Thai War."

Of course,

The fat man seemed very important to the entire Qinglong Society; he was called the Military Advisor of the Qinglong Society!

Qilin was responsible for training all Qinglong Society personnel and improving their combat power.

However, after getting out of the car, what surprised Chen Jie was that there was actually a bar in the village town.

Having learned the lesson from the ambush at the Da Fuhuo Boxing Arena last time, the Qinglong Society members would not stay too far from Chen Jie now.

Behind the bar, there was an open-air parking lot about the size of a soccer field.

Because Chen Jie and the fat man and others did not come alone, but brought more than thirty people from the Qinglong Society.

"Your current identity is that of a boxer I hired."

That's right, Big Brother Chen Yao took something from Tianyuan Group and finally went missing.

Next,

At Chen Jie's order, the other members of the Qinglong Society dispersed.

Tianyuan Group!

Their gazes were sharp, constantly sizing up the guests entering the bar.

Chen Jie stood at the bar entrance, his gaze deep.

This place looked very remote.

After entering through the bar's main door, the fat man did not take the passage inside the bar.

So,

Other forces seeing the Qinglong Society's troops did not dare to easily provoke them.

And from their equipment, it could be seen that they were absolutely not some small faction.

"The person called Four-Faced Buddha must not be underestimated!"

He came to Southeast Asia, originally intending to investigate the matter of Big Brother Chen Yao's disappearance.

At the entrance of Yuanzhai Bar stood two rows of burly men.

On the surface, the bar seemed crude, with half of the neon lights outside not lit.

Whether in the parking lot or outside the bar, there were many people responsible for patrolling and guarding.

As long as any situation occurred, the Qinglong Society's troops could smoothly provide support.

"The industries under Tianyuan Group not only bloom everywhere domestically, but also have deep background in Southeast Asia."

"I will represent the Qinglong Society in counter-betting with Yuanzhai Boxing Arena; at the beginning, they definitely will not counter-bet very large."

Part of them waited in the parking lot outside for support, while another part entered the bar.

But after investigating during this period, he discovered that the situation here was far more complex than he imagined.

Since the siege incident at the Hua Dong Da Fu Hao Boxing Arena.

"I have been to this place before and am familiar with the Person in Charge here."

"We want to sweep away Yuanzhai Boxing Arena's funds; for every boxing match tonight, you must control the arena according to the counter-betting situation!"

This place was completely different from the wild atmosphere inside the bar.

The building area of this bar was not small.

And Fat Wang Hou followed beside Chen Jie, responsible for making money.

"What should be won must be won quickly, but sometimes, it must be won very 'difficultly'!"

In Southeast Asia, Tianyuan Group's forces were extremely vast.

He walked in from the side until he reached the innermost office.

"It seems the business of Yuanzhai Bar is very good in this area of Chiang Mai's suburbs!"

This time coming to Yuanzhai Bar, Chen Jie was not here to cause trouble.

The office's decoration appeared very luxurious.

A middle-aged man with a full beard sat at an office desk.

His body leaned back, legs propped on the coffee table beside the desk, smoking a cigar with a look of ease.

Behind the bearded middle-aged man stood several bodyguards.

This bearded man looked short in stature and appeared somewhat obese.

He wore a gem-encrusted ring on his finger and a thick gold chain around his neck.

Looking at him,

he exuded an air of wealth and status, very similar to the demeanor and bearing of Fatso Wang Hou.

"This big-bearded man, could he be the Person in Charge of Yuanzhai Quan Chang?"

Chen Jie followed Fatso into the office, then sized up the big-bearded middle-aged man from head to toe.

Seeing Fatso, the big-bearded man nodded, counting it as a greeting.

Obviously, he knew Fatso.

But next, he turned his gaze to Chen Jie.

Exhale—!

After inhaling a puff of his cigar, the big-bearded man exhaled a breath and said smilingly to Fatso:

"Mr. Wang, I heard you went to the Wa State Concentration Camp these past few years? Could this little guy be someone you brought out from the Wa State Concentration Camp?"

"You called me before to recommend him to fight in the Ancient Thai War?"

Fatso laughed heartily and said to the big-bearded man:

"Mr. Song Ba La, he indeed came out from inside the Wa State Concentration Camp, and wants to participate in the Ancient Thai War!"

"Don't look at how young he is, but his strength is not weak, and his martial arts talent is very high!"

"If you don't believe it, we can bet on a match, how about it?"

The big-bearded man chuckled, placing the cigar in his hand onto the ashtray on the office desk.

"Bet on a match? Mr. Wang, you're very confident?"

Saying this, the big-bearded man roared with laughter: "A little brat who hasn't even grown a single hair, does he have the qualification to fight in the Ancient Thai War?"

The several bodyguards behind the big-bearded man laughed loudly upon hearing this.

Everyone looked down on Fatso and Chen Jie with great disdain.

This place is Southeast Asia.

Although the boxers participating in this year's Ancient Thai War come from all over Asia.

But the major boxing arenas of Southeast Asia hire many resident boxers, with experts from Europe and America, as well as boxers from Africa and Oceania.

By no means should you think that because Southeast Asia's economic conditions are underdeveloped, there are no experts here.

Quite the contrary, this place is one of the four major underground boxing holy lands in the world.

The underground boxing industry here is very developed, with experts as numerous as clouds.

The Black List Battle restricts participating boxers to be Asians, and they must possess Asian bloodline.

Otherwise,

if no restrictions were made, not to mention Southeast Asian local boxers lacking competitiveness, even all Asian boxers would find it hard to achieve excellent results.

So,

The competition in the Southeast Asian Martial Arts World is very intense.

Especially underground boxing, which is extremely dangerous.

Chen Jie wanted to obtain the qualification to participate in the Ancient Thai War; although with his strength, it was effortless.

But the procedures must be followed.

He must undergo the assessment of the Southeast Asia Martial Arts Alliance's Registered Boxing Arena.

Yuanzhai Boxing Arena is one of the Registered Boxing Arenas.

"Little guy, where are you from? Myanmar-Yunnan or Cambodia? Go home. Wanting to make money from underground boxing in Southeast Asia is very dangerous, not suitable for you little brats who haven't grown a single hair!"

Song Ba La, this big-bearded middle-aged man, looked at Chen Jie and said calmly.

Chen Jie is 185cm tall, weighs 90kg!

Although for a heavyweight boxer, such physical talent is not particularly outstanding.

But his body type is very perfect, containing terrifying power.

Plus the aura Chen Jie exudes all over is very strong, giving people a feeling of being extremely powerful.

However,

after all, he is too young, his face looks very tender.

Completely different from those burly men with fierce faces who have fought in major boxing arenas across Southeast Asia.

Truthfully,

After Song Ba La raised his head and sized up Chen Jie for a moment, he had the thought of rejecting Chen Jie in his mind.

It was not that he was exclusionary toward Chen Jie.

But seeing Chen Jie's tender face, he had no confidence at all in Chen Jie's combat power.

Anyone wanting to fight at Yuanzhai Boxing Arena, wanting to obtain the qualification to participate in the Ancient Thai War, is not such a simple matter.

Little guy?

Little brat who hasn't grown a single hair?

Chen Jie was stunned for a long time, only then realizing the other party was talking about him.

The big-bearded man said to Fatso Wang Hou:

"Mr. Wang, you all go back first! The boxers of Yuanzhai Boxing Arena are all top experts; this place is not suitable for you."

Fatso narrowed his eyes and said smilingly:

"Mr. Song Ba La, he absolutely has the qualification to fight in the Ancient Thai War! If you don't believe it, bet on a match first, ten thousand Mei Yuan!"

The big-bearded man, upon hearing this, stared at Fatso with a serious face.

He thought for a moment, then said smilingly: "Fine! Ten thousand Mei Yuan, you want to give me money, I have no objection."

After saying that,

The big-bearded man laughed heartily and instructed the bodyguard behind him.

"Little guy! Since Mr. Wang has such confidence in you and even wants to bet against me, I'll give you a chance tonight."

"Making money from underground boxing in Southeast Asia isn't that easy."

"If you have the skill, making money here is indeed easy, but I must remind you that fighting here makes it even easier to lose your life."

"Come! Register and sign this contract."

"As long as you pass tonight's assessment, you'll qualify to fight in the Ancient Thai War."

"Your data will appear on the internal website of the entire Southeast Asia Martial Arts Alliance."

After saying that,

Song Ba La opened the drawer under the desk and took out a contract.

According to the requirements of the Southeast Asia Martial Arts Alliance.

Any boxer who wants to fight in the Ancient Thai War and conquer the Southeast Asian Martial Arts World must register their information on the internal website.

At the same time,

A contract needs to be signed.

The fat man nodded, took the contract to look at it, then handed it to Chen Jie.

Chen Jie checked the contract contents once.

Actually... the contract has no binding force.

It's mainly a procedural requirement to prove Chen Jie signed up to fight in the Ancient Thai War at Yuanzhai Quan Chang.

Of course,

The terms of this contract are very detailed, counting as the standard contract of the Southeast Asia Martial Arts Alliance.

1. Participating boxers on the boxing ring, if injured or killed by an opponent, all medical and funeral expenses are borne by themselves; the boxing arena bears no expenses.

2. The boxing arena takes a 7% commission from the prize money of each boxing match.

3. After registering on the internal website of the Southeast Asia Martial Arts Alliance, personal fight records will be accumulated, and any boxing fan can check the information when betting.

4. After advancing to the finals circle of the Ancient Thai War, sponsorship by Yuanzhai Boxing Arena is required.

Other clauses have no binding force on either participating boxers or the boxing arena.

Very free.

Additionally,

The arrangement of each boxing match will be communicated with the boxer in advance by the boxing arena.

If the opponent is too strong and there's no confidence to defeat them, the participating boxer can forfeit.

Simply put,

Any boxer participating in the Ancient Thai War has the right to withdraw and forfeit at any time, without any restrictions.

But,

If accepting the boxing match.

Once the betting match is established and the odds are opened, forfeiting is absolutely not allowed.

Otherwise, all losses will be borne by the boxer, and they will suffer severe punishment!

This punishment is very serious, and it's very likely to cost their life.

Chen Jie frowned; he had never thought he'd need to sign a contract.

Regarding signing contracts, Chen Jie had always been wary.

He didn't want to be bound; once tied by a contract, there would be endless trouble afterward.

Before this,

Xu Haihong had once wanted to use a "contract" to bind Chen Jie to Da Fuhuo Boxing Arena, making Chen Yang the Resident Boxer of Da Fuhuo Boxing Arena.

In the end Chen Jie didn't agree.

And now participating in the Ancient Thai War actually requires signing a contract again, so Chen Jie naturally wasn't willing.

The fat man seemed to see through Chen Jie's thoughts, leaned close to Chen Jie's ear, and said in a low voice:

"Dragon Head, it's fine, sign it!"

"This is just a process of the Southeast Asia Martial Arts Alliance, with no binding force."

"Mainly registering on the internal website requires your contract signing information, so all audiences can place bets."

"This contract only represents your identity for boxing in the Southeast Asian Martial Arts World afterward; whether you can advance to the finals circle of the Ancient Thai War still depends on your own strength."

Chen Jie was stunned upon hearing this, frowned, and said:

"You mean... every time we 'counter-bet' afterward, we'll use the registered identity on this contract?"

The fat man nodded and explained: "That's right! The 【Underground Boxing】 of the Southeast Asia Martial Arts Alliance is relatively complete."

"Afterward, the identity information you use for boxing matches at major boxing arenas will be based on the information registered on the internal website."

"And they only recognize this registered information; nothing else is recognized."

"If you haven't registered your identity information on the internal website of the Southeast Asia Martial Arts Alliance, boxing fans can't place bets, and you can't fight any underground boxing matches."

Exhale—!

Chen Jie took a deep breath, nodded, and said:

"Fine! If it has no binding force, then I'll sign this contract."

Suddenly,

The fat man remembered something, leaned close to Chen Jie's ear, and reminded him:

"You can't use the nickname 'Qinglong' from the Domestic; you should take a 'nickname' in Southeast Asia!"

"This is important — from now on, both betting and 'counter-bets' will recognize your nickname!"

"And, signing this contract uses your 'nickname', not your real name."

"Your nickname represents your identity in the Southeast Asian Martial Arts World."

Come up with a new nickname?

Chen Jie fell silent for a moment.

What kind of nickname should he choose?

A moment later, Chen Jie wrote on the contract his 'nickname' in the Southeast Asian Martial Arts World — Canglong!

Qinglong is also called Canglong!

It was just a code name anyway; Chen Jie didn't think much of it.

"Haha... very good! Canglong... kid, welcome to the Southeast Asian Martial Arts World!"

Song Ba La looked at the contract Chen Jie signed, a smile appearing on his face.

"However, before registering you, I still need to test you a bit."

"Sa La, take him to the training ground next door, have 'Blood Crocodile' give him a run-through, see if this new little brat joining the Southeast Asian Martial Arts World actually has the qualifications to fight in the 'Ancient Thai War'?"

A bodyguard standing behind Song Ba La didn't say much.

He nodded at Chen Yang, signaling him to follow.

Chen Jie turned to look at the fatty, nodded, kept silent, and followed this bodyguard named Sa La to the training ground next door.

A moment later,

only to see Song Ba La turn on the projection surveillance in the office.

Chen Jie and the bodyguard named Sa La appeared in the surveillance camera's view.

The fatty raised his head, glanced once, narrowed his eyes and said:

"Song Ba La, you distrust the man I brought this much? You actually still want an assessment?"

"My trip to 'Yuanzhai Boxing Arena' this time is first to have 'Canglong' register with the Southeast Asia Martial Arts Alliance, to fight in the 'Ancient Thai War'!"

"Another matter is that I recently want to invest in Southeast Asian boxing arenas."

"Come on, ten thousand Mei Yuan — want to test the man I brought? What's the point if we don't gamble a bit?!"

The fatty didn't waste words; directly took out ten thousand Mei Yuan in cash from the backpack he always carried, and threw it on Song Ba La's desk.

Generally speaking,

when an acquaintance introduces a new boxer to join the Southeast Asia Martial Arts Alliance and participate in underground boxing, no assessment is needed.

Even if an assessment is conducted, just testing the comprehensive data slightly is enough.

Song Ba La had the bodyguard take Chen Jie to the training ground next door for a boxing match assessment.

Very obviously,

this represents Song Ba La's distrust of the fatty's man's strength.

The fatty naturally isn't an easy mark.

Since the other party doesn't trust, that's easy to handle.

Counter-bet!

Must start with small money 'counter-betting' to draw the other party in.

The fatty doesn't bet big either, only bets ten thousand Mei Yuan.

Only after 'Yuanzhai Boxing Arena' loses money will they keep increasing the stakes.

Otherwise, the other party would never engage in large-amount counter-betting with the fatty.

In insider terms, this is called 'luring the prey into the trap'!

Have to say, the fatty knows the ins and outs of Southeast Asian gambling boxing extremely well.

(Chapter End)