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"You can't help me," he said.

In the small room, the lights were dim. The man's hands and feet were tied with iron chains. His slender body was slumped against the wall. When he said this, there was a sinister curve in the corner of his lips, carelessly and muddled. He didn't care, as if he was the person in the situation, not himself.

Mao Yuning frowned and looked at him, and said seriously: "What contract did you sign with the base?"

Chris said quietly: "Death contract!"

Mao Yuning: "..."

She turned sideways and looked at Whiting with a confused look, obviously not knowing what these four words meant.

Whiting explained: "A death contract is a death contract."

As the name suggests, a death contract is a life-and-death battle, regardless of life or death, until the conditions of the contract are fulfilled.

Hearing this, Mao Yuning looked at Chris again: "What are the conditions of the death contract you signed?"

"KO Pitru." He replied, dragging his hand and anklet, changing his posture, and then said casually: "Pitru has died on the stage, but they didn't want to let me leave, so they injected me with medicine, thinking Let me keep playing."

Chris KOed Pitru and then fell to the stage. He didn't expect that the black fighter at Z East Base was so despicable. He secretly injected him with medicine and wanted him to re-sign a contract. He didn't agree and was imprisoned. I've been here till now.

"Pietru is dead?" Whiting asked in surprise.

Mao Yuning didn't know who Pitru was, but Weiting knew that he had always been the living star of Z East Base and had competed on world-class stages many times. Why was there no news about the death of such an important figure?

Mao Yuning felt even more complicated after hearing Weiting's explanation. Weiting didn't know who Chris was, but she knew it very well.

It was incredible enough for a medical professor to show up at Z East Base, but he even signed a death contract.

"Can you tell me how I can help you get out?" Mao Yuning asked with a headache.

She couldn't figure out why Chris appeared here, why he signed the death contract and was still trapped here.

Chris chuckled lightly, trying to say that she was innocent, but when he looked into her clear eyes, the smile on his face gradually calmed down and said: "If you are here to find me, I advise you to leave now."

"What about you?" Mao Yuning frowned.

"I have one more thing to do," he said.

Mao Yuning thought of his appearance a few days ago and frowned: "Are you sure you can do it?"

Chris nodded: "Don't worry."

Seeing Mao Yuning's worried eyes, Chris chuckled again: "I'm more worried about your safety."

Mao Yuning said: "I can leave as long as I win one game."

Chris shook his head: "From the moment you came in, you were targeted."

Mao Yuning looked at his half-smiling eyes and did not respond to his words. He just said: "There is a way to leave. When are you going to leave?"

Chris: "I don't know either."

Mao Yuning: "..."

She knelt down and said slowly: "Why don't we come together?"

Together?
Chris's playful eyes met her clear and bright eyes, and he thought to himself, does she really not know how dangerous Z East Base is, or does she need to take him away so urgently?

Or both.

Chris nodded, but said: "It's not a bad idea to wait until you can stand on the stage of the boxing champion's black ring."

Only by standing on the stage of the boxing champion's black ring can you have sufficient qualifications.

Whiting: "..."

Mao Yuning: "..."

Beginner match, intermediate match, advanced match, boxing championship match, boxing champion black box.The black ring of the boxing champion is actually the life and death arena of the boxing championship match. After entering the ring, life or death does not matter.

Mao Yuning looked at the man covered in bruises. He was so seriously injured and could still be so violent. The title of "Flat-headed Brother" should be given to the man in front of him.

Mao Yuning took out the water bottle he carried with him and looked at his chapped lips. This time he didn't put it in like forcing him to take medicine. He asked very politely: "Drink some water?"

Chris shook his head: "No need."

Mao Yuning nodded and said, "No, you want it."

After saying that, she took the kettle, pointed it at his mouth, and took a big sip.

"Ahem..." Chris' chin was pinched, and his eyes glared at her with anger.

Mao Yuning collected the water bottle, stuffed it back into his backpack, stood up and said, "I'll wait for you to finish the work, you have to leave with me."

Chris calmed down his breathing and stared at her coldly: "You are quite confident."

Mao Yuning squatted down and said slowly: "Yes, you owe me this. I saved your life, didn't I?"

Chris laughed angrily and said helplessly: "Even if you don't save me, they won't kill me."

After torturing him for so long and trying so hard to keep him alive, how could he really die?

Mao Yuning frowned and said seriously: "You don't admit it, do you?"

Chris wanted to nod, but there was something wrong with her eyes, and he asked suspiciously: "What do you want to do?"

Mao Yuning took out a silver needle, with a cold look in his eyes: "If you don't admit it, then I can only let you return to your original state."

She took the needle and was about to prick it into the acupuncture point on his shoulder.

Chris' face changed severely: "You!"

The people at the East Base tortured him just to make him submissive.

She pricked him like this because she wanted to make him a useless person.

Why is this woman so vicious! !
Mao Yuning held the needle and smiled: "Don't worry, you won't die even if I put it in."

At most, he will become a useless person.

Chris' eyes met hers, with a sneer on his lips, but he misjudged her. He originally thought he was a pure and kind little white rabbit, but he didn't expect there was this side to her.

Seeing him nodding, Mao Yuning put away the steel needle in his hand, with a smile on his face: "Then I'll wait for you."

Chris gave her a fake smile and said sarcastically: "I hope that by then, both of us can get out alive."

Mao Yuning had no intention of quarreling with him and left with Weiting.

Mao Yuning had just entered the infield ten days ago when he met the newcomer assessment. Those who passed the assessment could go to the junior arena to compete in the ring.

Mao Yuning had just come in. Logically speaking, it was not her turn to enter the junior arena, but the coach made an exception and reported her name.

When Mao Yuning heard her name, she was stunned for a while and looked at Weiting: "Didn't you say that newcomers need to practice for at least a month?"

Whiting: "...This has been the case in the past, but there are exceptions. For example...that person, whom I have never seen before, turned out to be the figure who parachuted into the boxing ring."

Mao Yuning: ...

Compared with Chris's parachute landing in the boxing ring and KOing Pitru, her exception is not too exceptional.

"Okay." She said slowly, lowering her head to wipe the sweat.

Dela and Jamie kept staring at her when they heard her name. They didn't expect that she would look so calm.

After the training, Mao Yuning took a shower and returned to the dormitory.