Dragon Blood Divine Son-in-law
Chapter 681: Business is More Important Than Life

Chapter 681: Chapter 681: Business is More Important Than Life

Cao Xiang’s eyeballs swirled around for a moment.

"I... I don’t know either, my master, he always comes and goes without a trace."

Cao Xiang wasn’t stupid, if he dared to rat out Xuu Honghui, Xuu Honghui would definitely not spare him.

Chen Xuan naturally knew what Cao Xiang was thinking.

"Wu Bo!" Chen Xuan didn’t waste words and gave the order directly.

Wu Bo understood, and without saying a second word, swung his hand and fiercely slapped Cao Xiang’s face.

Slap slap slap slap!

More than a dozen slaps passed, and Cao Xiang’s face was streaming with fresh blood, his entire face stained blood red, a miserable sight to behold.

Cao Xiang couldn’t take it anymore and hurriedly spoke, "Stop... stop hitting me, I’ll tell! My master has a good relationship with the owner of the underground fighting ring. He has a room there, and he usually goes there!"

"Damn it, weren’t you not talking? You deserve to be beaten to death!" Wu Bo cursed angrily.

Chen Xuan didn’t waste any more words and had Wu Bo direct them straight towards the underground fighting ring.

An hour later, Chen Xuan arrived at the outskirts of Sijiu City.

The surroundings were desolate, with only a small motel situated there, strikingly out of place in such a desolate environment.

In fact, this small motel was merely a facade.

Beneath this motel lay an abandoned air-raid shelter.

Now, this air-raid shelter had been transformed into an underground fighting ring, specially used for illegal boxing and gambling, a well-known recreational spot in the Sijiu City circle.

At this moment, night had already fallen, the prime time for the underground fighting ring.

The spacious underground fighting ring was already crowded, filled with guests here for entertainment.

Tonight’s boxing match had already begun. On the stage, two muscular strongmen were engaged in fierce combat.

One could clearly see that one of the strongmen, who had a Mohawk hairstyle, was relentlessly cornering his opponent on the platform, unleashing a violent barrage of punches.

His opponent was already battered and bloodied, completely incapable of fighting back, but the Mohawk strongman showed no signs of stopping.

"Dashan! Dashan! Dashan!"

The crowd around shouted the name of the Mohawk strongman.

Recently, the name Dashan had already spread throughout the entire underground fighting ring, the current Fist King riding high at the forefront.

In fact, this underground fighting ring was divided into several levels.

Both Cao Xiang and Wu Bo could only participate in the lowest level events, so their strengths were fairly limited.

However, Dashan was different. Dashan was the Fist King of the second level of the competition, not someone Cao Xiang and Wu Bo could compare to.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

In the crowd, someone shouted excitedly.

The entire underground fighting ring was illegal, and all fighters had signed life and death waivers before stepping on the stage.

Therefore, no one cared about the fighters’ wellbeing here.

On the contrary, many in the audience wanted to see fighters die on the platform, feeling that only such a spectacle could give them ultimate satisfaction and make them feel they got more than their money’s worth!

This led to each killing almost becoming the climax of the match, cheering on those with brutal sentiments.

Today’s match had reached that moment!

"Dashan, kill him!"

Beside the stage, a man in a trench coat and sunglasses, with a cigar in his mouth, coldly ordered.

This man was Brother Ji, the boss of the underground fighting ring!

Brother Ji was well aware of what these audiences needed. These people came here to see bloodshed, to witness killing.

Brother Ji’s job was to fulfill these people’s desires. Only then would his business flourish!

Here, human lives weren’t important, business was!

"Understood, boss!"

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Dashan’s mouth as he stepped toward his opponent.

Brutalizing opponents was already routine for him!

"No... don’t kill me, I give up! I give up..."

The opponent was terrified, retreating over and over.

Unfortunately for him, Dashan had no intention of giving him that chance.

"In my ring, there’s no such thing as giving up, only giving in to death!"

As he spoke, Dashan swung his massive fist, aiming to slam it down on the boxer’s head.

The audience couldn’t wait to see the boxer’s brains splatter.

But just then.

Bang!

A figure suddenly descended from the sky, landing heavily on the stage, right in front of Dashan.

Everyone was shocked by this sudden turn of events.

Dashan’s face instantly darkened.

Everyone turned their heads toward the entrance.

Chen Xuan, along with Wu Bo, was standing there calmly.

On the way here, Chen Xuan had already healed Wu Bo’s arm, and Wu Bo’s eyes were now flashing with ferocity.

"Tell Xuu Honghui to come out and see me!"

The voice of Chen Xuan was clear and cold as he spoke indifferently.

As soon as these words were out, everyone was in an uproar.

Xuu Honghui was the strongest in this underground boxing ring and the true powerhouse in the eyes of all the spectators. Everyone was respectful to him and called him Master Xuu.

But now, this young man in front of them was demanding Xuu Honghui to roll out and meet him, which was a bit too arrogant!

Brother Ji’s eyes were flashing with malice as he coldly shouted, "Master Xuu isn’t someone you can meet whenever you wish!"

"Beat it if you don’t want to die!"

Chen Xuan’s expression was calm, his face void of any emotion, "I said, tell Xuu Honghui to come out and see me!"

At this, Brother Ji was completely enraged.

"Motherfucker, are you deaf? I said, scram for me..."

He couldn’t even get the word "scram" out before Chen Xuan slapped him through the air.

Smack!

Brother Ji was smacked so hard he nearly fell to the ground.

This completely infuriated Brother Ji.

"Fuck, you dare to hit me! Dashan, kill him for me!!"

"Don’t worry boss, leave it to me!"

With that, Dashan cracked his knuckles, smiling as he walked towards Chen Xuan.

Clearly, Dashan didn’t take this slim young man seriously at all.

"Kid, you dare make trouble on Brother Ji’s turf, you’re asking for death!"

Saying this, Dashan suddenly charged forward, swinging his fist directly at him.

The power of the punch was terrifying, displaying Dashan’s impressive explosive strength.

Not a single person doubted that Dashan’s punch could shatter a stone.

Everyone believed that the young man was as good as dead.

Yet the next moment, Chen Xuan simply kicked out casually.

Bang!

Dashan didn’t even let out a grunt before he collapsed on the ground, dead on the spot!