Chapter 32: Fist Stronghold

"Brother, let me ask you something."

Liu Saner was suddenly intercepted. He was just about to flare up, but when he turned his head and saw a person wearing a green evil ghost mask standing there, he was immediately startled.

"Who are you?"

Liu Saner took a step back.

Under the dim yellow light, the other person's figure was stretched long, and beneath the green evil ghost mask was a pair of indifferent eyes, looking somewhat chilling.

"Do you know how to get to the Green Origin Fist Stronghold?"

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

He had heard that there was a place in the Green Origin District specifically for underground boxing matches called the Green Origin Fist Stronghold, so he was asking around.

Upon hearing the words "Green Origin Fist Stronghold," Liu Saner's eyes lit up, and he looked Li Fei up and down:

"You want to go fight?"

"Yes."

Li Fei deliberately used a low voice.

He did not want to expose his original identity, so he had disguised everything from his hairstyle to his mask and his voice.

Having just been attacked, Li Fei was acting even more cautiously.

He had disguised himself, which counted as one layer of protection.

The Inspector General of the Inspection Academy had already stated his position on the attack that just occurred; this was the second layer of protection.

Li Fei had found out that the Green Origin Fist Stronghold was not backed by the Tiger Blade Gang; it was the only underground industry in the entire Xingcheng not controlled by the Tiger Blade Gang, and its status was very transcendent. This was the third layer of protection.

Finally, naturally, the Ten Thousand Blood Bead 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 Saner immediately perked up. "Brother, I am a boxing match agent for the Green Origin Fist Stronghold. Do you know what an agent is? It's someone specifically responsible for arranging matches for fighters."

"Oh?"

"Brother, if you want to fight in the Green Origin Fist Stronghold, finding me is the right move! Come, come, come, I'll take you to the stronghold."

Liu Saner enthusiastically reached out to pull Li Fei, but was easily dodged by him.

He didn't mind, smiling and gesturing for Li Fei to follow him.

Li Fei kept one hand in his pocket, constantly gripping a bag of lime powder, and just like that, he followed the other person through the streets and alleys of the Green Origin District.

Ten-odd minutes later, Liu Saner brought Li Fei to a place enclosed by wooden walls.

"Inside here is the Green Origin Fist Stronghold."

Liu Saner pointed to the gate ahead and said.

Li Fei looked at the wooden gate; the sign above it bore the four large characters: "Green Origin Fist Stronghold."

Inside the stronghold, there were huge white tents, brightly lit and bustling with noise, much livelier than outside.

"Let's go, brother."

Liu Saner said.

He led Li Fei toward the stronghold gate. There were people standing guard at the entrance; he took out a piece of paper, showed it to them, pointed at Li Fei, and said a few words. Afterward, they let him and Li Fei inside.

"People outside the stronghold have to buy tickets to watch the matches. The ticket prices vary for different grades of rings, from the cheapest at one jiao to the most expensive at one yuan."

Liu Saner proudly waved the paper in his hand at Li Fei. "But I'm a fighter agent; I don't need to buy tickets when I bring fighters in."

He boasted for a bit, and seeing that Li Fei didn't respond, he didn't feel awkward and continued to introduce things to Li Fei:

"The rings in this Green Origin Fist Stronghold are divided into four grades: 'Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow.' The highest is the Heaven-grade ring, and the lowest is the Yellow-grade ring. The higher the grade of the ring, the higher the level of the fighters, and the more spectators there are, so the fighters' income is naturally higher. However, since you are a new fighter, you can only start from the lowest Yellow-grade ring."

"You're the agent; how do you plan to split the money earned with me? How much can I earn from one fight?"

Li Fei asked straightforwardly.

He still needed someone to lead him to integrate here for the time being, so he planned to listen to Liu Saner's conditions. If they weren't too excessive, he could agree for now.

Liu Saner restrained his smile, looked into Li Fei's eyes, and said solemnly:

"Brother, if you can win the match in a while, I won't take a single cent of the money earned; it's all yours!"

Li Fei scoffed: "Wouldn't that be too much of a loss for you?"

Liu Saner shook his head: "Brother, let me tell you the truth. The stronghold needs strong new fighters to fight. If I introduce you here, the stronghold gives me a bonus. And if you can really make a name for yourself, I, as an agent, can also gain many benefits. A truly capable fighter agent won't suck the blood of their fighters; instead, they will help the fighters earn more money. Cooperation is mutually beneficial; a win-win for everyone is the real win."

Li Fei looked at this slacker who didn't look serious at all with some surprise, not expecting the other person to say such things:

"So, you are a capable fighter agent?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Saner said with glowing spirits: "I, Liu Saner, will definitely become the most capable fighter agent in the Green Origin Fist Stronghold!"

"Pfft—"

A scoff came from the side.

A man wearing a floral shirt, bright red lipstick, and dressed in a flashy manner walked over while covering his mouth and laughing.

Behind him followed a burly man over 1.9 meters tall, with dark skin, looking like a black tower.

"Yo, I wondered who had such big talk, wanting to become the most capable fighter agent in the Green Origin Fist Stronghold. Turns out it's you, you little punk. Aren't you afraid of spraining your waist from bragging?"

The man in the floral shirt laughed.

Li Fei looked at this "bewitching" man and felt intense discomfort.

By comparison, he felt the slacker Liu Saner was much more pleasing to the eye.

"Sister Hua, I was just joking."

Being mocked to his face, Liu Saner not only didn't get angry but instead piled a smile on his face, bowing and explaining to the other person.

The man called "Sister Hua" looked at Li Fei:

"Brought another newcomer?"

"Yes, Sister Hua."

Liu Saner replied.

Sister Hua looked Li Fei up and down and made an orchid finger gesture:

"Acting all mysterious. Just don't know if he's any good. It just so happens that I brought a newcomer tonight too. Why don't we let them have a 'breaking-in' match?"

Sister Hua pointed to the burly man standing behind him.

In the Green Origin Fist Stronghold, new fighters who haven't fought on stage are called "chicks," and their first match is called a "breaking-in match."

Hearing Sister Hua say this, Liu Saner's expression stiffened, and he said with a forced smile:

"Sister Hua, don't mess with me. The newcomers you bring are all tough hands. How could I dare to have my newcomer fight yours? Let's forget it."

Sister Hua's gaze turned cold as he looked at Liu Saner: "What, not giving me face?"

"How could I dare?"

Liu Saner bowed, trying hard to keep a smiling face. "Sister Hua, please let me off."

Sister Hua scoffed: "Tch, useless."

He didn't actually want his fighter to fight Li Fei; he just wanted some amusement. He loved watching others grovel before him.

Liu Saner just smiled, not daring to retort.

Sister Hua glanced at Li Fei: "Following such an agent, I see you're also a no—"

"If I fight your person, how much money can I get if I win?"

Before Sister Hua could finish, Li Fei coldly interrupted him.

Liu Saner's expression changed, and he quickly walked to Li Fei's side, whispering:

"Brother, this person is not to be trifled with in the stronghold. The fighters he brings are all very strong. We are here to earn money; there's no need for this."

Li Fei looked at him: "Is this how you earn money by kneeling?"

In fact, during the two years he was suppressed in his previous life, it was no different from earning money by kneeling.

But in this life, he didn't want to bow his head easily again.

Liu Saner's expression stiffened, revealing a smile uglier than crying, and he said sheepishly:

"Earning money, it's not shameful..."

"It is very shameful."

Li Fei shook his head and took a step forward:

"I am here to earn money standing up."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 33 =====