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Chapter 256: The Little Rich Girl_1

Chapter 256: Chapter 256: The Little Rich Girl_1

The Monkey lost!

When the Monkey got kicked off the stage, everyone knew the Monkey had lost...

Having two skilled fighters kicked off the stage in a row not only astounded the bettors but also left Boss He of Blacklight Pier looking utterly defeated.

The most infuriating thing was that Mo Han, standing on the stage, even had the audacity to taunt, "Who else wants to try?"

Wasn’t this a blatant slap in his own face?

"Damn it, this is a rebellion! A rebellion!"

Enraged, Boss He glared at the fighters of Black Fist Gym and barked, "Get up there and cripple that son of a bitch for me!"

"Whoever cripples him will get a reward of five hundred thousand!"

A hefty reward will always bring forward a brave soul.

"Boss, I’ll go." A fighter with a buzz cut was itching to try; in his view, Ghost Head had just had a sudden bout of diarrhea, and the Monkey had simply slipped and fallen down, which just happened to be exploited by Mo Han.

"Good!"

Boss He was not in the mood for small talk, and this time he didn’t bother setting up a betting pool, simply letting the buzz cut fighter go up.

"Bang!"

As soon as the referee announced the start of the fight, the buzz cut fighter was kicked flying off the stage.

The whole process took less than five seconds.

Soon after, the second, third, and fourth Black Fist fighters charged up, only to be sent flying down just like the buzz cut fighter before them.

"You two go up together!"

Boss He couldn’t stand it anymore and directly pushed the last two Black Fist fighters up.

Luo Ning frowned and exclaimed loudly, "This is unfair! We agreed one on one!"

But Boss He was too furious to care and shouted, "Go!"

The two Black Fist fighters had no choice but to step up with looks of utter despair. Joking aside, even if they were blind, they’d know Mo Han was no ordinary fighter.

Perhaps, Brother Ghost Head and Brother Monkey weren’t really listing from diarrhea or slipping; they might have been beaten to that state by this Mo Han.

At this moment, the crowd below the stage had also shifted from their initial annoyance with Mo Han to ceaseless applause and cheering.

Being able to witness such an exciting gauntlet match, they really had come on the right day.

"Bang bang!"

Without any suspense, the last two Black Fist fighters hadn’t even had a chance to react before being kicked off by Mo Han once again.

"Trash! A bunch of trash!"

Fuming, Boss He stomped his feet, smashing countless teacups and teapots in his anger.

He knew that the only one capable of defeating Mo Han now was to call A Te from Black Fist Gym, the number one fighter there.

But A Te was different from the other Black Fist fighters; he was a subordinate of Xie Wei, the second-in-command of Martial Alliance. Typically, he would just come over to play a few rounds, and Boss He had no real control over him.

"No one else?"

Mo Han scanned the room and then said to Boss He with a smile, "Boss He, if there are no more challengers, then please honor the bet, and charge us as we agreed at four thousand per meal that we just bought!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, where could Boss He dare to renege on his promise? He coldly said to Mo Han, "Kid, you’ve got some skills, follow me!"

Saying that, he turned around and stormed off.

Mo Han jumped down from the stage and, along with Luo Ning, followed Boss He out.

"Mo Han! We struck gold! We struck gold!"

Luo Ning struggled to contain her excitement, whispering, "I bet three hundred thousand on you just now. With the odds at fifteen to one, we’ve earned a total of four million five hundred thousand!"

"Does that make you a little rich woman?" Mo Han teased, "Would you consider keeping me?"

"I’m strong, have good stamina, and great endurance, plus I can join you in the kitchen and comfort you in the bedroom—I’m the perfect candidate for a kept man."

"Little rich woman, think about it."

Luo Ning’s face turned red, and she tweaked Mo Han’s arm, biting her lip as she said, "Go to hell..."

The warehouse at the pier.

Boss He ordered the tarp to be pulled back. "These are the steel materials you requested."

Luo Ning hurried over to check and confirmed that it was indeed the type of steel materials her grandmother had told her to buy.

She nodded and asked, "Is this all the cargo?"

Narrowing his eyes, Boss He replied, "No, this is only part of it. The rest won’t arrive until after five o’clock."

"It’s just past three now, two more hours to go. How about this? Let’s sign the contract first, then you pay us, and rest in the lounge for a while. When the rest of the cargo arrives, you can come and collect it?"

"Sure."

Luo Ning hummed in agreement, took out the contract from her bag, and after checking it carefully, she arranged for the finance department to transfer the payment.

As Luo Ning and Mo Han went to rest in the lounge, Wang Liang seized the moment to step forward, perplexedly asking, "Uncle He, we clearly still have stock, so why not give it to them directly and let these two pests get lost?"

"They’ve kicked up my place and taken four hundred fifty thousand of my money; you think I’m going to let them walk away like that? Do you really think I, He Fang, am a pushover?"

Boss He sneered, "The reason I told them the goods will arrive at five is because I’m waiting for A Te! I just messaged him; he’s out on a job right now and it will take him two hours to get here!"

A Te, full name Leng Te, the strongest man in the Black Fist Gym at Blacklight Pier, the one and only.

He was also the only man who had defeated a hundred Black Fist fighters.

On hearing about A Te, Wang Liang’s eyes lit up with excitement; with Special Brother on their side, this was definitely in the bag.

"Wang Liang, go outside and buy me some drugs, the strong kind."

Boss He chuckled lewdly, "Once A Te knocks down that Mr. Mo, I’m going to have a good time with his woman!"

...

In the lounge.

Luo Ning stretched languidly. As long as everything went smoothly, in just two more hours, she would complete the task entrusted to her by her grandmother.

Mo Han was sitting in a chair, propping his chin with his right hand, but he didn’t share her view.

Boss He was a scheming and venomous man; there was no way he would simply hand over the goods honestly.

Mo Han pulled out his phone from his pocket, flipped through the contacts, stopping at the name Xie Wei of Martial Alliance, and muttered to himself, "Xie Wei said he’s pretty familiar with this area of Blacklight Pier, should I reach out to him?"

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