Ink Burns

Chapter 209 Just a Dog
Chang Yusu's head was completely foggy. He half-closed his eyes, and it was so dark that he couldn't see his own fingers. He felt no pain, but he could feel dizzy. When he opened his eyes, he involuntarily let out a "hiss" sound. He tried to raise his hand, but found himself curled up in a sack and unable to lift his hand.

"Fuck you! Let me out!" Chang Yusu quickly snapped back to reality, his memory returning. He glared at the ground and kicked wildly with both legs: "Who the hell dares to touch me! I'll send him to the Yellow Springs! Let me out! Let me out!"

The sack was kicked into strange shapes.

Chang Yusu made a huge fuss, and before long, the bag was opened from the top.

It was a dark little house with three walls, one door, and no windows.

The newcomer was a burly man who was nearly seven feet (2 meters) tall. He silently grabbed Chang Yusu's shoulder and lifted him up suddenly. Without saying a word, he swung his arm, which was as thick as an ordinary person's thigh, and slapped him three times back and forth.

The force was so great that the flesh on Chang Yusu's face flew off like a rope being swung.

"The boss said, if you keep yelling, I'll cut out your tongue." The burly man was a bit slow-witted, speaking in a muffled voice, but his expression was serious.

"Go to hell—" Chang Yusu shouted, "Do you even know who I am! My surname is—"

The word "常" was not uttered yet.

Chang Yusu opened his mouth in terror and let out a shout that was swallowed up at the end. He looked down and saw blood pouring out of his mouth like a waterfall. He tried to stick his tongue out, but could only see a bloody mess of the tongue root spinning in the empty mouth!
"Heave-heave-heave-heave-" Chang Yusu's hands were trembling, and his legs were stiff: His tongue was gone! His tongue was gone! His tongue was gone!

Once this thing is gone, it can never be put back on!
The burly man held a blood-dripping knife in one hand and gripped Chang Yusu's shoulder with the other. He looked focused and earnest as he kindly explained, "I'm telling you, if you keep yelling, the boss will have me cut out your tongue."

As soon as the burly man finished speaking, he pulled out a bronze mask with a blue face and fangs from his pocket, put it over Chang Yusu's head, and continued in a gruff voice: "The boss wants you to perform tonight. I advise you to take a nap during the day. Your mouth is bleeding. If you don't rest, you'll die easily."

After the burly man finished speaking, he grabbed Chang Yusu's hands behind her back like an eagle grabbing a chick, pushed her into a corner, and then stepped out of the door, locking the brass door with a creak.

Playing tonight?

To go on stage?

What kind of field will they be playing?

Chang Yusu remained in a daze throughout the day, sometimes breaking out in a cold sweat, sometimes shivering, and sometimes his tongue twitching so much that his eyelids rolled back. But no one paid any attention to him, and the door was never opened again.

He didn't have the mind to think about where he was, what was happening at night, or who these people were.
He couldn't see the sky, but he could hear the sudden din of gongs and drums outside, and the hustle and bustle of people coming and going. Then the copper lock was opened, the door was wide open, and he was covered with a black cloth. Two men escorted him out from the left and right. He hadn't taken two steps when he was suddenly pushed from behind, and the black cloth covering his mask was ripped off!

Chang Yusu was suddenly exposed to light, and her eyelids twitched involuntarily a few times. Only after opening them did she realize where she was.

He's in the corner cage!
Inside a birdcage-like, wire-bound corner cage!
The cage was surrounded by sharp spikes, and outside the cage were layers upon layers of people!
The group of people had unusually bright eyes. Some were shirtless, while others had headscarves tied around their necks. To the beat of the drums, they raised their arms and roared like wolves eyeing meat, bloodthirsty and frenzied: "Attack! Attack!"

Here, people shed the pressure of making a living, blur the barriers between social classes, and completely revert to being one untamed, frantically struggling beast after another!

This is "Da Xing"!
And he was in the cage.

Chang Yusu broke out in a cold sweat. He raised his arms high and shouted in a hoarse voice with all his might, "—It's me—it's me—I'm Chang Yusu—help me—help me—"

Unfortunately, he had lost his tongue.

His short, comical voice fell into the bloodthirsty, frenzied crowd like a drop of water hitting a boiling oil pan, causing the onlookers to burst into laughter with a loud squeak!

Fuck!
A bunch of fools!
Chang Yusu swung his arms even more frantically, running back and forth in the corner cage like a mad baboon. Help him!

Save him!

If we save him, we can exchange him for money at the Chang family's place. We could get more money than these two-legged sheep could ever spend in a lifetime!
"Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!" The drumbeats quickened!

The door on the other side of the cage was opened, and a burly man, shirtless with his clothes tied around his waist, entered with his head down. He looked up and grinned at Chang Yusu. Before he could react, he charged at him like a bull with its horns sharpened to a gleaming edge!

Chang Yusu instinctively dodged to the side, then quickly turned around: This person was his favorite boxer in "Daxing"! His boxing style was fierce and extremely cruel, and he fought like he didn't care about his life in every match. He would rather injure himself than not bite off a piece of his opponent's ear!
A feeling he had never experienced before flashed through Chang Yusu's chest, rising up and choking him.

He opened his mouth and screamed incoherently, his hesitation and coercion both blocked by the bronze mask. His opponent took Chang Yusu's head shaking as a provocation, his eyes bloodshot, his yellowed upper teeth biting his lower lip, spitting hard on the ground, rubbing his fists together and immediately rushing out. Undeterred by the spikes protruding inward in the cage, he pressed his head against Chang Yusu's belly, raised his neck, and suddenly flipped upward. With a "plop," the spikes pierced into Chang Yusu's back!

"Come on! Come on!" The burly man paced back and forth in the cage, his eyes bloodshot, his fists clenched and raised towards the sky. When he opened his mouth, blood mixed with saliva sprayed everywhere: "You son of a bitch, newbie! You dare to challenge me! Come on!"

Chang Yusu is a large animal. After rolling around in the cage a few times, it weakly tried to stand up by supporting itself on the ground.
"Thud—" The burly man jumped high and his entire body slammed into Chang Yusu's knee, which was kneeling on one leg!

In an instant, Chang Yusu's knees and calves were separated at an odd angle.

Chang Yusu, consumed by anger, attempted a desperate gamble, but as soon as he hopped up on one leg, the burly man grabbed his head and slammed it to the ground repeatedly!

The onlookers counted enthusiastically: "Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven!"

"Hahahaha! That guy burped!"

"So fragile! It's only been a short time!"

"He was even wearing a ghost mask! Hahahaha! He got knocked down by the old monster as soon as he went in!"

They're laughing at him.
He's bleeding, he's going to die.
Outsiders, however, were watching him make a fool of himself.
Chang Yusu finally understood what that unprecedented emotion in her chest was—despair.

The blood trickled out from the gaps in the bronze mask, and soon a deep pool of rust-colored blood gathered beneath the head.

The audience gets most excited when the boxer is about to die.

The crowd surged forward, each viewing the person in front as a rope to climb.

"Let's go?"

Behind the frenzied crowd, Xue Xiao slightly turned his head and lowered his head. His straight nose separated light from darkness, stillness from noise. The shadow he cast completely isolated the absurd bloodlust and the ferocity of the mob attack, leaving only the calm objectivity of the onlookers and their disdain for this unequal contest.

"All that glitters is not gold; throw him into the wolf pack and he'll realize he's just a dog," Xue Xiao said softly.

Beside him stood a tall woman wearing a black veil.

The woman nodded slightly.

Xue Xiao raised his arm and used one hand to hold the woman within the restricted area controlled by his arm, effortlessly separating her from the shouting and pushing crowd, and walked slowly against the flow of traffic.

Sorry! Only one chapter today!! But have you seen A Yuan's determination to prove himself these past few days?