Starting from becoming a god, I travel through the heavens.

The competition for succession in large families is the fiercest. The Wu family is an international conglomerate, and there are undercurrents of ambition swirling beneath the surface of succession. A slight misstep could easily lead to one's demise.

She was drawn to Zhao Sheng's strength; he was young, ruthless, and impervious to beauty, making him an easy target for recruitment.

"I'm sorry, I refuse." Zhao Sheng shook his head. He didn't like being constrained, and the Angel International Building was part of the original storyline, where Angel Yan descended.

His strength is weak, and before he grows stronger, the best thing for him to do is to protect himself and stay away from things related to the plot.

Of course, most importantly, he disliked Wu Xueqing's behind-the-scenes investigation of him. Boxers have always valued the smooth flow of qi, which is similar to the Taoist spirit of "if you don't submit, then fight."

Therefore, he chose to refuse Wu Xueqing's offer to recruit him.

"Mr. Zhao Sheng, there's no need to rush to refuse. If you agree to my offer, I can step in and help you resolve the troubles between the Zhao and Xu families," Wu Xueqing said.

"I appreciate Miss Wu's kindness, but I'll be leaving now if there's nothing else." Zhao Sheng shook his head, refusing again, and then left without giving Wu Xueqing another chance to speak.

Wu Xueqing watched Zhao Sheng's departing figure, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

After Zhao Sheng left, Uncle Xue went back into the private room. "Uncle Xue, keep an eye on the actions of the Zhao and Xu families. I want to step in and help them at a crucial moment," Wu Xueqing instructed as she continued watching the match.

"Miss, since he has clearly rejected your offer, why do you still like him? There are quite a few boxers competing tonight, maybe..." Uncle Xue said.

Wu Xueqing shook her head. "Uncle Xue, you don't understand. Do you think someone who can easily kill the boxers from the Zhao and Xu families would be weak?"

Uncle Xue remained silent. Indeed, the two young boxers had been immersed in boxing for many years, yet they were killed by Zhao Sheng in just a few moves as soon as they stepped onto the stage, which showed that the opponent was very strong.

"And most importantly, he's a self-taught amateur boxer with no vested interests. As long as I offer him enough compensation, he definitely won't betray me," Wu Xueqing continued.

"Then why did you let him leave, Miss?" Uncle Xue asked.

Wu Xueqing's beautiful eyes sparkled. "Uncle Xue, sometimes forcing someone to stay won't work. Even if he reluctantly agrees to recruit you, he'll be full of resentment and might even stab you in the back in a dangerous situation."

"So I want to wait until he's in danger before I lend a helping hand. At that point, recruiting him will be a natural thing. Sometimes, gratitude combined with mutual benefit is the key to a longer-lasting relationship."

"I understand, Miss." Uncle Xue nodded.

Zhao Sheng left the private box and returned to the seating area. The two women had already left the underground boxing ring and collected the money they won from fighting in the underground boxing ring. He did not intend to stay in the underground boxing ring any longer.

Although most of the boxers who came tonight were amateur boxers, some were from established boxing families. It's not impossible that some of them were amateur boxers or families who were on good terms with the two families and secretly informed them.

Zhao Sheng did not leave immediately after stepping down because he wanted to wait for the two families to send people over. In 2012, China's surveillance cameras did not cover every corner, and the suburbs were the best place to kill someone.

Zhao Sheng left the underground black fist through the secret passage, then stopped, his eyes gleaming in the night as he stared ahead with a solemn expression.

A group of men in black stood opposite, each masked with a pair of mocking and indifferent eyes, holding watermelon knives, exuding a fierce aura.

As soon as Zhao Sheng stepped out of the secret passage, he came into the sight of the man in black.

They exchanged a glance, and Zhao Sheng's killing intent surged, his aura bursting forth. He took a step forward and leaped out like a cheetah.

These people were hired by two families to kill him. He didn't intend to sit idly by and wait to die. Even if they had knives, he was not afraid. The most important thing for a boxer is his aura.

Besides, rather than waiting to be killed, he might as well strike first.

bang bang bang! ! !

Zhao Sheng approached the two men in black and, before they could react, punched them in the throat with his fists and arms like spears. At the same time, he raised his foot and shoved it hard into the crotch of the man in black next to him.

Two dead and one crippled!

"Kill him!" a man in black shouted. The men in black in front of him raised their watermelon knives and slashed wildly at Zhao Sheng. There were more than sixty of them here tonight, all hiding in the blind spots of the security cameras.

They came for the million-dollar bounty. If they could kill the person in front of them, they would get more than ten thousand dollars and then they could live a carefree life.

Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed with fierce rage, and his punches became even faster. He held nothing back, each move aimed to kill. His aura was unstoppable and fearless.

Tonight, either he dies, or they all perish!

Tear!

Zhao Sheng seized two watermelon knives and chopped off a person's head with one of them. Having practiced boxing for many years and undergone a transformation through the Golden Finger's cleansing and marrow cleansing, his strength had increased significantly, making his innate superhuman strength no exaggeration.

He continued hacking and slashing! His hair, face, and clothes were all stained with blood, and the stench filled his nostrils, further fueling his killing intent!

He had cultivated his courage through years of boxing practice and his murderous aura through underground boxing matches. He vented the pent-up anger in his heart, and now his murderous aura was bursting forth, making him like a god of death, running rampant and killing indiscriminately, charging left and right!

Zhao Sheng hacked and slashed, his blade twisting and turning, his arms aching, thick blood staining his entire body, turning him into a blood-soaked figure—a mixture of his enemy's blood and his own.

"Damn it, I knew I shouldn't have taken this job. That idiot didn't explain things clearly, and so many of my Wolf Gang brothers died because of him," the man in black standing at the back cursed under his breath.

He was the leader of the Wolf Gang. He originally thought that some rich kid had too much money to spend and wanted to post a bounty for some excitement, but he didn't expect to run into such a tough guy.

One man killed more than twenty of his brothers, and it seemed that he hadn't reached his physical limit yet. Fortunately, he was the leader and didn't stand in front, otherwise he would have been the one to die as soon as the man made his move.

"This is a tough situation, let's get out of here." The last man in black spoke, this was their retreat slogan.

Upon hearing this, the underling immediately stopped in his tracks, staring at Zhao Sheng as he slowly retreated. He glanced at his dead brother lying on the ground, and then at the blood splattered on the ground. Finally, fear showed in his eyes.

This person is a monster!

This was the first time since they started their careers that they had encountered such crazy guys, so many people blocking the road with knives. Instead of being afraid, they attacked first, and became more and more ferocious and excited as they killed.

At this moment, even though they had killed many people, they couldn't help but feel fear.

Zhao Sheng tossed aside the chipped watermelon knife, picked it up from the ground, blood dripping from his forehead. His eyes still held a fierce and excited look, and even though he was covered in wounds, he couldn't hide his excitement.

He hadn't felt this good in a long time. Practicing boxing and killing people, nothing was as satisfying as wanton slaughter. Besides, killing people could also charge his cheat ability.

Zhao Sheng stepped forward, leaped out again, and killed one person. Baguazhang evolved from knife techniques, and efficient killing is the essence of knife techniques.

He was well-versed in traditional Chinese medicine classics and knew where the vital organs of the human body were, so that he could kill with a single blow, saving time and effort.

"Run!" the wolf gang leader roared, then was the first to run. That guy was a madman; if he didn't run, he'd be killed by a knife when they attacked.

Upon hearing this, the underlings dropped their watermelon knives and turned to run away; the wolf gang leader's shout had already terrified them.

call! !

Zhao Sheng didn't give chase. He was almost exhausted, and his wounds had bled a lot. If he wasn't afraid that the group of men in black would see that he was weak, they probably wouldn't have let him go.

"The Zhao family, the Xu family..." Zhao Sheng's eyes were cold. He threw away the watermelon knife and forced himself to leave the abandoned building quickly. He had lost a lot of blood and would faint from blood loss if he didn't get bandaged up.