Fanatic!

Chapter 41 The Contract of Life and Death (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
"I don't believe he doesn't know your situation."

"Getting old has made you lose your guts!" Shark Nine sat in the car, his eyes filled with malice.

Chen Wujun deeply agreed with Shark Nine's words.

Yesterday, Shark Nine said that Master Xin is getting old, but he hasn't taken it to heart yet.

But now... he feels that Master Xin is getting old.

Even if Lord Xin has contributed to the city, merit is merit, and one cannot live off it forever. When he gets old, he should give way to younger and more capable people, instead of occupying his position.

If you don't want to step down, then you should die.

"Senior sister, if there are still four months left, I am confident," Chen Wujun said calmly.

“That’s not the issue…” Shark Nine shook his head. It wasn’t a question of whether Chen Wujun had confidence or not.

"But this is all we can do for now."

"You'll find out who your opponent is in the next day or two, and I'll give you the information then!"

"You focus on practicing martial arts these next few months, and I'll provide the crystals you need."

"As for the gambling dens, I'll give you two of those four, and I'll borrow a few people to help you. You just need to check on them occasionally and manage the accounts. You don't need to worry about anything else."

"Thank you, Sister Shark Nine!" Chen Wujun nodded.

He was given two out of the four gambling dens, which was pretty much what he expected.

Everyone else contributed their time and effort; how could he possibly get all the easy money?

"No matter who your opponent is, Wenlong's subordinates are all at the Resonance stage. They have begun to optimize their nervous system, their physical fitness is several times that of ordinary people, and their five senses and reactions are extremely sharp."

"You're definitely no match for them right now. Whether you can succeed depends on your progress over the next few months."

Shark Nine sat in the car, thinking as he spoke:

"Your 'Old Bear Hugging a Tree' stance is quite good now, your steps are light yet firm, and your back and waist are strong. In the next few months, you should at least master the 'White Crane Probing Branches,' 'Tiger Descending the Mountain,' and 'Ape Hanging from the Beam.'"

"As long as you stand in these stances properly, your strength, physical fitness, and flexibility will increase significantly, and your physical condition will reach the peak of body tempering. The next step is to refine Qi."

"Learn the Swimming Dragon Palm technique as well! This palm technique involves opening horizontally and advancing diagonally, twisting and turning, kicking, striking, throwing and grappling. After practicing on a human stake to understand the power, even if the opponent is stronger, you won't be at a disadvantage."

"I understand!" Chen Wujun nodded, keeping Sha Jiu's words in mind.

He knew that Shark Nine's advice was definitely the best for his current situation.

……

One day later, in the evening.

"Brother Jun, now that Li Dong and his gang aren't coming to fight, and the gambling dens aren't open, what's going on?" A Fei asked from the side.

Everyone else listened intently.

These past few days, Wenlong's men have been keeping quiet, but the gambling dens have remained closed, and the underlings below are unaware of the specific situation.

Chen Wujun is highly regarded by Shark Nine, so he might know something.

"Isn't it better not to fight? The result will be clear soon!" Chen Wujun took out a wad of cash from his pocket, pulled out 300 yuan and threw it on the gambling table.

"Go buy Four Treasures Rice."

"Go buy some Four Treasures Rice!" Ah Fei tossed the money to a henchman behind him.

No sooner had the person left than Chen Wujun received a call from Shark Nine.

"Take your men to Qingyun Pavilion. You know where it is, right? Just go out to the west. Wait for me downstairs when you get there."

"Where is Qingyun Pavilion?" Chen Wujun asked after hanging up the phone.

"It's not far from the West Gate; that's usually where business is discussed," Afei said.

"Go and call them back. We don't need to buy the Four Treasures Rice. Let's go to Qingyun Pavilion. It looks like we've got results!" Chen Wujun immediately led his men to Qingyun Pavilion. On the way, Ah Hao led twenty or thirty men out of the alley.

The two met up, and Ah-hao stood shoulder to shoulder with Chen Wu-jun: "Ah-jun, I heard you're going to gamble with Li-dong's men?"

"You heard about it so quickly?" Chen Wujun was somewhat surprised.

“It’s the news from Li Dong’s side!” Ah Hao explained, then patted Chen Wujun on the shoulder.

"Li Dong is afraid you won't dare to accept the challenge; they're underestimating you! But do you have confidence?"

Since the last time they provided support, Chen Wujun has become much more familiar with Ahao and Cunbao, and their relationship is quite good when they meet.

"Of course I am. I'd bet half a territory, or I'd bet Sister Shark skin me alive!" Chen Wujun chuckled.

"That's good!" Ah Hao laughed heartily. "If you need any help, just let me know. You're working for the gang too, so I definitely won't hesitate!"

"I might really need your help then!" Chen Wujun said.

According to Shark Nine, he needs to practice his strength using human head stakes, which means using people to practice his skills.

The more human heads there are, the better. He might even need to find Ah Hao and Cun Bao to spar with.

As soon as the group left the walled city, they saw many people from Li Dong on the street, each giving them a cold look.

Chen Wujun and Ahao swaggered through with their men and arrived at Kabingda Road, where there were even more people.

Not only were there people from Lidong, but also people from Hetu.

Hundreds of people stood on both sides of the street, unarmed, but the atmosphere between the two sides was tense.

The arrival of Ah Hao and Chen Wujun further intensified the tense atmosphere.

Chen Wujun pushed aside the crowd blocking his way, looked up at the sign above: Qingyun Pavilion Restaurant.

"This is it, let's wait here for Sister Shark Nine!"

Turning his gaze back to the front, he saw a group of heads staring coldly at him.

"You're Chen Wujun?" One of the thin, buzz-cut young men coldly sized up Chen Wujun. "Which one is this?" Chen Wujun completely ignored him and asked Ahao.

The sound was quite loud, just enough for the person on the other end to hear.

"Isn't this one of Wenlong's stray dogs?" Ah Hao said with a look of sudden realization.

"It really is one!"

Upon hearing this, the people on the other side flew into a rage, and many pushed their way forward from behind.

"What did you say?"

"You ran so fast the other day, tail between your legs, but now that your master is here, you dare to bark?" Chen Wujun sneered.

"Kid! You're going to die!" The gaunt young man opposite gritted his teeth, suppressing his anger, and gestured for the people behind him to stop.

Chen Wujun scoffed and ignored them.

They took a cigarette from Ah Hao, lit it, and leaned against the roadside railing to smoke.

After finishing two cigarettes, Shark Nine finally arrived late.

Shark Nine was wearing black wide-leg trousers, a women's shirt, and a diamond necklace. He was followed by Jixiang, Cunbao, and a dozen other people.

Upon seeing Shark Nine arrive, the Li Dong people immediately fell silent.

Shark Nine's fame was earned through her fighting skills, and her fiery temper is also well-known.

"Junzi, Ahao, you two come up with me. The rest of you wait here."

After speaking, Shark Nine went straight into the building.

When Ah Hao and Chen Wujun went inside, they glanced back at the thin young man outside and suddenly smiled: "Still a watchdog."

One sentence made the other person's face turn so dark it could drip water.

Business at Qingyunlou was not very good. There were hundreds of people standing outside, but the inside was empty, with not a single customer at any table.

The group went up to the second floor and saw a round table in the middle, where Master Xin and two unfamiliar men were sitting.

One of the middle-aged men had a square face and sat there like a mountain, exuding an imposing aura.

The other person was an elderly man, dressed in a Tang suit, with a smiling face.

Several people from Hetu and Lidong were sitting at the surrounding tables.

Chen Wujun immediately noticed that Gao Lao was eating sunflower seeds on one side, while Wenlong was chatting with two unfamiliar men on the other side.

"Shark Nine is here, now everyone's here." Xinye waved over.

Wenlong also got up and led a few people over, staring at Shark Nine with a gloomy face.

"Now all the parties involved have arrived!" the old man said, standing up.

"Both sides are aware of the situation. It was Wenlong who crossed the line first, and then Shark Nine retaliated."

"Wenlong has suffered greater losses now, but Shajiu has also suffered losses."

"If the fighting continues, both sides will suffer greater and greater losses, and in the end, outsiders will only benefit."

"So today we'll draw up a charter to resolve this issue, using a tournament to determine the division and ownership of territory."

"Regardless of who wins or loses, once the ring matter is over, this matter is considered closed."

"No objections, right?" the old man said, looking at Shark Nine and Wenlong.

"I'll give Master Xin some face!" Shark Nine pouted, though he couldn't voice his dissatisfaction now.

"Hmph, I have no objection!" Wenlong said coldly.

"Both sides send someone!" After the old man finished speaking, Chen Wujun took a step forward and stood next to Shark Nine.

A man emerged from behind Wenlong. He was over 1.8 meters tall, with bulging muscles, a hooked nose, and sharp eyes like an eagle. He possessed immense vitality.

Just by standing there, one can feel the explosive power and pressure emanating from the other person.

"it's me!"

"Kid, you've only practiced a few moves and you've already got the nerve to be arrogant. Just wait to die!" the man sneered.

Chen Wujun recognized this man; he was one of Wenlong's most formidable men during the battle that day, named Yu Wei.

"If I were being beaten like a dog like you, I would have died long ago. Why would I be standing here?" Chen Wujun mocked.

Before he could finish speaking, he heard laughter coming from behind him.

You can tell it's Ah Hao just by his voice.

The eyes of Wenlong and his men on the other side were filled with murderous intent. If looks could kill, Chen Wujun would have been sliced ​​into pieces long ago.

"I'll break your bones one by one on the stage!" Yu Wei pointed at Chen Wujun, then clenched his five fingers together, making a loud popping sound as if he were squeezing the air.

"From this moment forward, both sides cease hostilities. Any disputes shall be settled in the arena! After the arena, regardless of victory or defeat, no further trouble shall arise," the old man declared loudly.

"Let's both sign a waiver of liability!"

Chen Wujun walked to the table, picked up his pen, and looked at the life-or-death contract in front of him. All eyes around him fell on him, making his heart beat faster and faster, and his palms began to sweat.

It wasn't panic, but rather a strange bloodlust and excitement.

He somewhat enjoyed this feeling—facing his opponents, facing the battle, and basking in everyone's attention.

He felt as if something inside him had been activated.

Chen Wujun raised his head, glanced at his opponent, grinned to reveal a set of white teeth and a chilling killing intent, gave Yu Wei a thumbs up, and then slowly turned his head downwards.

He then quickly signed his name with a flourish of his pen.

(End of this chapter)