Atlas of Heaven and Man

The location for this duel was chosen on the edge of an area actually controlled by both sides, near the entrance of a tunnel.

The next day, Rutong Logistics dispatched more than twenty small and medium-sized vehicles and hundreds of two-wheeled motorized vehicles from their camp, roaring towards the agreed battle location.

Even though there was already enough light on the road to discern the surface, they still turned on their bright headlights.

The vast majority of the members who came out this time were from Rutong Logistics' original security team, so their combat power should not be underestimated.

In fact, relying on the original security team, they were not at a disadvantage in ordinary firefights; otherwise, they would not have been able to hold out until now. It was only when facing Third Threshold fighters that they were truly powerless, which allowed Poison Ant Express to gradually squeeze and swallow them.

The convoy arrived quite a bit earlier. When they arrived at the duel location, they saw that some of the Poison Ant Express people had also arrived and were starting to set up barricades and barriers.

Lan Xinnan ignored them and had people take down sandbags and obstacles, also starting to set up some simple obstacles and fortifications.

Neither side paid attention to the other, and they were all doing their own thing.

Lao Cao got out of the car and silently looked at the opposite side.

Xiao Ding came to his side, also looked at the opposite side, and asked strangely, "What's wrong, Lao Cao? What are you looking at?"

Lao Cao said, "Some of the people on the other side used to be our brothers. I'm very familiar with some of those faces."

Xiao Ding didn't think much of it. He said, "The brothers who stayed are the real brothers. When things got tough, those guys ran away. Lao Cao, you treated them like brothers, but did they treat you like brothers?"

Lao Cao said, "I'm not regretting them, but thinking about the past, when Boss Li was here, how prosperous Rutong Logistics was. Now…" He shook his head.

Xiao Ding said, "Boss Li's business was good back then, but the people below didn't get much. Otherwise, why would so many people be clamoring to split the family when problems arose? Boss Li himself doesn't even know where he ran off to. I bet he ran to the Upper District to enjoy himself."

Although this Boss Li didn't have citizen status, he was rich. And there were plenty of people with citizen status who didn't have money. Hiring a few of them would be enough for him to enjoy life.

Lao Cao sighed and shook his head, saying, "It might not be that simple." The Iron Fist Society's power in the Lower District wasn't much weaker than the Moss Gang's, but it collapsed very suddenly. The series of events that Rutong Logistics encountered later were not coincidences. The things behind them are actually very complex.

In a recreational vehicle at the rear, Chen Chuan was sitting in the front seat, slowly drinking a hot beverage, watching the people from Poison Ant Express on the opposite side, waiting for today's opponent.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the Lower District is chaotic and disorderly, so the experts who fight their way out seem to be stronger.

But in fact, most of the people who come to the Lower District are those who have failed in competition. Not to mention that the resources in the Lower District are far inferior to those in the Upper District, the level of one's own skill is determined by the kind of opponent one spars with.

Spending all day fighting weak opponents in the Lower District, or simply not fighting at all, will only make one weaker and weaker.

Therefore, the overall level of fighters in the Lower District is not as good as that in the Upper District, but it would be too arbitrary to say that about the top-level existences. Because quite a few people come here with special purposes, and these people cannot be viewed with common sense.

At this moment, someone walked towards them from the opposite side and said a few words to Rutong Logistics.

Lan Xinnan's voice rang in his interface device: "Little Brother Chen, the people from Poison Ant Express say that Ge Er will be late."

Chen Chuan said calmly, "Then we'll wait a little longer."

This was nothing more than deliberately making him wait to wear down his morale. Using such tricks in a battle was meaningless.

He was waiting in the camp, and he was also waiting here. Moreover, controlling his emotions was something he could already do. He could also take advantage of this time to adjust his condition with breathing exercises.

Lan Xinnan remained vigilant, afraid that Poison Ant Express would play tricks, so she said, "Little Brother Chen, I'm going to check the surroundings."

Chen Chuan hummed in agreement, then picked up a copy of the Lower District information that Rutong Logistics had found for him, flipping through it while slowly sipping a hot drink.

After reading it for a while, a car slowly drove over from the opposite side. This was a modified armored vehicle, with a ferocious tiger face painted on the front, baring its fangs.

Behind this car was a convertible, with several people with brightly colored hair sitting there. It was obvious at a glance that they were members of the Moss Gang.

And judging from their clothes and expressions, they were not ordinary gang members, but leaders with status. After these people arrived, the people from Poison Ant Express immediately went forward to greet them.

Lan Xinnan's voice came from the interface device again, "Little Brother Chen, Ge Er has arrived."

Chen Chuan closed the information in his hand and looked forward, seeing the armored vehicle driving to the very front and stopping. After the door opened, a vigorous figure stepped out, dressed similarly to the photo, in a deep red martial arts uniform, a black thick belt, and a three-section staff folded in his hand.

As he walked forward, it was clear that this person had several scars on his chin, his eyes were sharp and fierce, and his expression carried a hint of arrogance and rebelliousness.

Seeing that the person had arrived, Chen Chuan put down his hot drink, reached for the Xue Jun saber, pushed the door open, got out of the car, and walked towards the opposite side.

Under the gaze of the people on both sides, the two men slowly approached.

In the open space left in the middle, there happened to be a leaning sun vine, and the light emanating from it, although very bright, was not uniform, scattered everywhere. And when the wind from the tunnel entrance blew, with the swaying of the vines, the flickering spots of light and the intricate shadows of the vines also swayed together.

And now, their two figures appeared in it.

The leader of the Moss Gang sat there looking at Chen Chuan, scanning the latter with his interface device and sending it to a certain place. After a while, he heard a reply and straightened up a little.

"Yes, that's right… Call him back?"

He quickly looked up at the front and said, "But Ge Er has already gone up… Okay, okay… I'll keep an eye on it…"

In addition to him, Lao Bian was also paying attention to this fight at this moment. He had a few informants he had placed in the Rutong Logistics team watching here.

Although these interface devices' functions couldn't clearly see this level of combat, it didn't matter, he just needed to confirm the final result in time.

At this time, the two people in the arena had already walked to their respective fronts and stopped.

Ge Er put the three-section staff on his shoulder and said in a tone that combined teasing and threat: "It's strange that someone would actually help this group of Rutong people who are about to collapse.

Did you commit a crime and come to the Lower District? I say, you finally ran to the Lower District, why waste your life?

Brother, listen to my advice, there's still time to retreat now. If we really fight, I can't guarantee that I'll hold back. I'll give you a chance to leave, or you'll have to die here today."

After listening to his words, Chen Chuan realized that this person didn't seem to know his information. Didn't he verify it before the fight?

Ge Er really didn't know, because Poison Ant Express simply didn't do this work. Rutong Logistics eagerly agreed as soon as they proposed the duel.

It wasn't that they trusted Ge Er so much, but they didn't think that Rutong Logistics could hire anyone powerful at this time. If they had that ability, they would have pulled someone over long ago, why would they need to rely on Lao Bian?

Besides, would a real expert be willing to come to the Lower District to stand up for their small team? That's completely impossible. It could only be a newcomer who just escaped from above and hasn't figured out the situation yet. There's no need to waste resources on such a reckless youth. Besides, with the Moss Gang backing them up, what's there to worry about?

Chen Chuan welcomed this approach, because the other party didn't know his information, then Ge Er was unilaterally transparent to him, which was conducive to the upcoming battle.

At this time, he tried to feel the field with his field domain. Ge Er's field domain was gathered around his body. Although it was kept hidden, it was obvious that he hadn't undergone proper training. This was normal. Field domain knowledge and skills were relatively high-end but not valued, and even people from Wu Yi might not all have it.

This person was only relying on his long-term fighting experience, so he instinctively restrained it. This move could be effective against ordinary opponents, but it was useless in front of him.

At this moment, with just a slight contact, he saw a lot of useful information from his field domain.

This person's field domain was sharp and fierce, agile and sinister. He felt that he had a strong desire to attack, liked to take shortcuts, and also liked to take risks, but at the same time, he was vigilant and敏锐, like a lone wolf. As long as he didn't bite in one bite, he would immediately retreat and look for opportunities or retreat depending on the situation.

This was a completely selfish person. Protecting himself and satisfying his desires were the top priorities, and other people were completely outside his consideration.

Under Chen Chuan's deep gaze, Ge Er suddenly felt a burst of unease. He didn't know what the problem was, but he took a step back as if in response, revealing a fierce and vigilant look. He took the three-section staff off his shoulder and pointed it forward, while slightly loosening his fingers. With a clatter, he let it hang down to the ground.

At this time, in a place invisible to Chen Chuan, he secretly lifted the back of his foot upwards.

And with just such a simple application of force, this tip joint actually flew up from there, driving the entire three-section root to pull into a line, piercing straight towards Chen Chuan!

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