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After getting out of the car, Huayin tugged at Long Shuwen: "Uncle Long—" This was Huayin's way of addressing Long Shuwen: "I suddenly remembered something. Although my appearance has changed like this, isn't my name already registered? As soon as people see Ye Huayin or Ye Haiwang, they can find out that I am a woman by searching."

"It seems Guo Haihuang didn't tell you much."

Long Shuwen smiled and forcefully pushed open the nightclub door: "The preliminary round of this competition will be anonymous."

Author's Note: I removed the recommendation yesterday, but the data is still pretty good. Thank you all for your support. Four updates today, the Gangster Tournament arc continues!

Section 428, Chapter 422: An Unconventional 'Grand' Grand Prix

The nightclub behind the door... it's just a nightclub, albeit a large one, but just an ordinary nightclub!

The dazzling neon lights, the loud music, the scantily clad dancers on the stage, the waiters carrying drinks and the sexy bunny girls—it's all the stuff of a decadent nightclub.

Kanon was stunned. Her outfit didn't seem to match the scene at all...

"Uncle Long, have we gone to the wrong place?"

“That’s right, this is the place.” Long Shuwen was clearly an experienced driver. He naturally led Hua Yin to a seat, called the waiter to bring drinks, and leisurely began to drink.

Hanon scratched his head, still confused: "This so-called Grand Prix, you're sure it's not a drinking contest or arm wrestling?"

“Ye Haiwang is still too young.” Long Shuwen laughed. “Take a good look, the contestants are all in position.”

So Hanon looked around and indeed found some clues: the nightclub was full of people, including modern gang members in suits, traditional gangsters in special attack uniforms and martial arts uniforms, and some young people dressed like herself in a punk style. Their figures were blurred in the dim light, but if you looked closely, many of them didn't fit the atmosphere of the nightclub.

Furthermore, Huayin noticed that the patrons on the first floor, where she and Long Shuwen were, seemed to be all men, and most of them were muscular with scars on their faces, and on average, they were two or three sizes larger than the patrons on the second floor!

The nightclub had a very high ceiling, and the space between the first and second floors wasn't completely sealed off; there was a huge gap that allowed people to watch the show from above. The patrons on the second floor included men, women, and children of all ages, and Guo Haihuang also went up and sat down. These people drank their drinks, but their eyes rarely lingered on the sexy dancers on stage; instead, they kept staring at the patrons on the first floor.

"The second floor is the audience seating area." Long Shuwen took a big gulp of the strong liquor in his glass. "The first floor we're on is the competition area. Everyone drinking here is going to be our competitor later."

Hanon suddenly realized: "I see! This really is... a very thoughtful venue setup."

Long Shuwen added, “This grand prix is ​​jointly organized by several large gangs from Asia, America and Europe, so of course they will put a lot of effort into it. From the venue setup to the competition format, everything is very down-to-earth. For example, since it is common for gangs to compete for profits, the competition also allows gangs to compete for each other’s spots. Ye Haiwang’s spot was obtained by me at Guo Haihuang’s request.”

"Thank you so much." Hana finally understood why Guo Haihuang could let her participate in a gangster competition just because he said so. She raised her hand and called over a waiter: "Please bring this gentleman another glass of tequila."

Long Shuwen accepted the wine offered by Hua Yin and raised his glass to her in greeting: "Ye Haiwang, you don't need to be so polite. We are all Chinese. This competition is being held in Hong Kong, so I am practically a host. Getting an admission ticket shouldn't be difficult. However, if Ye Haiwang makes it through the preliminaries, you'd better come up with a gang name so that you can report it to the organizers during the knockout stage."

"Yes, I understand." Hana looked around. "But with so many powerful figures from the underworld here, how should the preliminary rounds be conducted?"

The answer came quickly.

A dozen minutes later, the competition was over, and the sexy dancers quickly left the stage, while the waiters and bunny girls also disappeared. To the sound of upbeat music, a host ran onto the stage: "Hello, friends from clubs all over the world!"

"All of you sitting here today are absolute elites in your respective fields, showcasing your masculinity around the world!" The host's tone was very cheerful and engaging: "But, but, who exactly is the most masculine person in the world?"

"I believe everyone has had this question in their mind, right? Or perhaps you've always been confident, but you've never received recognition or validation from others?"

"So, today's battle is a blessing for you all! Your suspicions will be confirmed! You will compete for the title of the world's strongest man, witnessed by members of clubs worldwide—Welcome! Welcome to the Be the Invincible Guy competition!"

Hanon scratched his head: "It really is a 'big' competition. 'Be the Invincible Guy' means 'to be an invincible man,' and the abbreviation is 'BIG.' The organizers really know how to play."

Then the host began explaining the preliminary rounds: "With so many people here today, I roughly counted, and there are probably three or four hundred heroes here! If so many people were to fight one-on-one, it would not only be time-consuming and laborious, but it's also not in line with the habits of our club members. Therefore, right here on this floor, we will hold a special preliminary round, and the eight winners will then draw lots to determine their group opponents..."

"Bang!" Suddenly someone threw a wine bottle onto the stage, making a crisp sound and interrupting the host.

"Damn it, what are you babbling about? Spit it out!" The one who threw the bottle was clearly an impatient contestant: "Stop rambling on and on, what's with the atmosphere? My fists are itching to punch you!"

Sigh, after all, they're a bunch of gangsters, and most of them aren't very well-mannered.

However, this host was no pushover either. Despite being pelted with bottles, he remained unfazed, simply waving to the backstage area. A bunny girl then brought over a plate with eight bottles on it.

"What, you want to throw it back?" The player who threw the bottle got even angrier: "Damn it, come on, I'm not a man if I blink!"

"Hehe, my friend, you've misunderstood. As for our matter, if you can still stand up after the competition, I will naturally settle things with you. But these eight bottles are not for you." The host smiled slightly, picked up a bottle and smashed it on the ground. The bottle did not break, but made a dull "thump" sound.

"Although they look ordinary, these eight are specially made rubber bottles," the host explained. "They are the tickets to the elimination rounds. As long as you can carry one bottle and successfully reach the backstage of the dance floor, you can enter the final eight! The backstage staff will take care of the rest."

Another contestant in the audience asked, "So, how do we get these eight bottles?"

"Hehehe..." The host's smile turned sinister: "For us gangsters, going to a nightclub is like coming home, and getting into brawls in a nightclub is just commonplace, isn't it? These eight bottles may not be drinkable, but they'll be the perfect 'accompaniment' to today's 'BIG' competition."

After saying this, the host took the plate and shook it forcefully into the distance, sending eight bottles flying that landed in the dense crowd: "The preliminary round begins!"

In an instant, the first floor of the nightclub had become a battlefield for a massive gang fight!

Author's Note: Here, this is the preliminary round of an original writing competition. I personally think the format of this preliminary round is very interesting, and there are many opportunities to showcase your talents!

Also, I'm still clueless about what name Hanon should give her gang...

Section 429, Chapter 423: A True Man, Kaoru Hanayama!

As the host said, gangsters fighting in nightclubs is as commonplace as eating a meal. Eight bottles falling into the crowd immediately sparked a violent dispute.

The first person to catch the bottle was instantly knocked unconscious by a punch from someone next to him. But before the attacker could pick up the bottle, he himself was knocked to the ground by someone else, smashing tables and chairs and sending up a shower of glass shards and food scraps.

The situation spiraled out of control in less than three seconds, or rather, it entered the rhythm expected by the organizers.

The host and staff had long since left, but the nightclub still shimmered with neon lights and played decadent music, creating a peculiar scene with the men's rough shouts and the clatter of shattering tables, chairs, and glass. Gangsters were thrown about, their roars echoing through the building, while the audience on the second floor either cheered or drank and enjoyed the spectacle, presenting a peculiar picture of chaos and order.

A gangster lifted a chair and slammed it hard into another man's back. The force of the blow sent the man sprawling forward, unconscious. Before the assailant could pursue him, the chaotic crowd trampled over the fallen man, making several soft "thud" sounds—the sounds of shards of glass piercing flesh.

The piercing sound triggered the assailant's primal fear, bringing him back to his senses and making him realize the terrifying nature of the nightclub: "Damn, this is incredible. There's broken glass and wood everywhere. You could kill anyone, let alone a man. It looks like there will definitely be a lot of casualties today."

Women aren't absent from the underworld; in fact, many women watched from the second-floor stands, including several high-ranking gang leaders from various regions. However, these women didn't participate themselves because they were genuinely not skilled in hand-to-hand combat. In terms of sheer physical strength, men are overwhelmingly superior to women on average—a fact determined by inherent physical attributes. For a woman to turn the tables, she usually needs the aid of weapons. Occasionally, some female fighters in the underworld will appear, but they are generally only considered truly strong when using weapons.

So generally speaking, what the gangster said is correct! But the world is big and strange, there are always exceptions, right?

Just as he was regaining his temper and punched a passing punk kid, the other guy was unmoved. Instead, he heard the other guy's taunt: "If you look down on women, your mother back home will be sad."

"Damn it, what did you say... Ah!" Before the gangster could finish cursing, he was grabbed by the collar and thrown far away, hitting his head and passing out.

Fortunately, there were few people in the distance and not much debris on the ground, so this gang member did not become one of the "major casualties".

Needless to say, "Punk Kid" is Kanon.

Hanon also noticed the murderous intent in the chaotic scene. In fact, she had already been splattered with a lot of blood, and she didn't know which unlucky person had their blood vessels cut or their brow bone opened.

Seeing the gangsters around her gore and many of them turning from grabbing bottles into a real brawl, Hana felt she couldn't possibly be one of them. Being soft-hearted, she just wanted to find the bottles as soon as possible and avoid getting entangled with these thugs.

But finding the bottles was easier said than done! The nightclub was such a large venue with so many people, the neon lights were constantly flashing, and the eight bottles were the most ordinary kind, no different from the beer everyone had been drinking before. In the chaos, people had long since lost track of the eight bottles.

Some people even picked up a bottle from the ground and smashed it on the head of the person next to them. If it broke, it was an ordinary glass bottle; if it didn't break, it was a rubber bottle that represented an entry quota.

"Hey, what a big scene..." Hana was both amused and exasperated. She couldn't find the wine bottle, and people around her kept trying to attack her. She remembered Guo Haihuang's words and kept using energy-absorbing defense. It was really fortunate that she had participated in a large-scale melee in Suzuran, otherwise she would have been a little overwhelmed.

Just as Kanon was struggling to search through the crowd, the music in the nightclub suddenly changed, and the host's voice came from the loudspeaker: "We have our first qualified player! It's Taro Iwamura from the Inugane Group in Japan!"

Huh? There's a winner already?

And who is that...?

Seeing the fierce competition in the nightclub, no one expected someone to advance so quickly. Moreover, the Inugami Group is completely unknown, just an ordinary Japanese yakuza group, and Iwamura Taro is even more of a nobody. How did they manage to advance first? Could it be... pure luck?

But as soon as this news came out, the atmosphere on the first floor of the nightclub became even more frenzied and intense. And when the real strongmen got serious, the situation gradually evolved from chaos into order.

"Oh my god! Look! Our Kaoru Hanayama is here!" a Japanese gangster shouted. Hana quickly looked in the direction of the sound and saw a huge figure standing up from his seat.

"Is that Kaoru Hanayama, whom the headquarters, Nezu, Chiharu Shiba, and others have been talking about? He's so... so imposing!"

Hanayama is over 190 centimeters tall, but he is not particularly outstanding among the fighters that Kanon has met. His main characteristic is his burly build, which is almost like that of a creature from another dimension. Compared to people that Kanon knows, he is roughly twice as strong as Adam Dadoli.

However, Hanon rubbed her eyes, unable to see clearly under the neon lights, but it seemed that Hanayama Kaoru was wearing glasses? Hmm, I didn't expect him to have such a refined side~

The super-strong man aimed at a fiercely contested area, strode over in a few quick steps, and with a casual wave of his hand, swept away three other strong men. With another wave, he blocked three or four more people. Using both hands, he dispersed the gangsters in that area in just a second or two.

"Ah, that's some real power!" Seeing this, Hanon secretly made a mental note of it: "A reputation is well-deserved. Hanayama Kaoru is indeed as powerful as people say."

You should know that those people who were shooed away by Hua Shan like flies were all world-renowned gangsters!

The group was originally kicking a man in a circle. The man managed to grab a rubber bottle, but he was too weak to withstand the beating and was buried by the crowd. However, he was very determined and refused to let go, curling up into a ball and letting others hit him until his face was covered in blood. Only when Huashan picked him up like a chicken did he finally give in.

Seeing the gangster covered in blood and barely conscious, yet still clutching a bottle of liquor and refusing to admit defeat, Kaoru Hanayama sighed softly and spoke for the first time.

"You did a really good job, you're a real man."

The man with the blood-covered face was of unknown origin and whether he could understand Japanese. But miraculously, when Hanayama uttered those words, the atmosphere of both authority and gentleness was conveyed to the man, causing him to loosen his grip, the bottle to fall, and he officially lost consciousness.

"Well done." Huashan took the bottle, but instead of putting the man down, he carried him on his back: "Friend, let's move forward together."

Then Huashan carried someone and strode towards the backstage through the chaotic crowd.

Along the way, many people tried to stop him, snatching the bottles from his hands. However, whether it was fists, tables and chairs, or even the shattered bottles that pierced the surface like daggers, nothing could stop Hua Shan. He would bleed, he would bruise, but he would never stop or retreat. In the end, those who besieged Hua Shan were overwhelmed by his imposing presence and despaired of stopping him. They simply watched as he, carrying people and bottles, disappeared behind the stage.

The strange music started playing again, and the host announced: "The second contestant has been chosen! It's Kaoru Hanayama, the leader of the Hanayama Group affiliated with the Fujiki Group in Japan!"

Author's Note: Hanayama's physique stats—his height isn't particularly tall for a fighter, but his weight is truly invincible! Of course, this doesn't include pure heavy tanks like Kono Haruo...

Section 430, Chapter 424: Night Insects, Gathering in the Light

Kaoru Hanayama's performance was quite amazing. If the first guy to get the advancement ticket was just lucky, then Hanayama's advancement seemed natural and well-deserved.

"Well done! As expected of Hanayama!" Hanayama Kaoru is not old, but he has been famous in the Japanese underworld for several years. Today's competition has gathered underworld masters from all over the world, at least Asia, Europe and America. As a result, the two who qualified are Japanese. The other Japanese underworld members who came to participate were not good themselves, but they were also happy for their compatriots' achievements.

If even the participants in the arena were like this, the audience on the second floor were even more fond of Huashan. Some female gang leaders had become little fans, regardless of nationality or race, and they all stood up to applaud Huashan.

"Kaoru Hanayama, he really is the kind of guy that both men and women would love." Kanon heard a slightly familiar voice: "There are more and more monsters like this in the underworld."

Hanon followed the sound and saw the person. Sure enough, it was someone she knew: "You are... Harada!"

Harada Tokujiro, nicknamed "Special Attack Tokujiro," is the action leader of the political group Late Rice Association and a veteran yakuza. He's a fighter with the Kengan Association, boasting a record of nine wins and zero losses, making him quite formidable. However, he lost in the preliminary rounds of the Deadly Elimination Tournament and is now appearing in Hong Kong, suggesting he received an invitation.

However, Kanon knew Harada, but Harada didn't know Kanon—of course Harada knew the beautiful girl who was the new champion of the Kengan Association and whom he had fought against in the preliminaries, but this leather-jacketed, afro-haired, tattooed punk youth in front of him... "Who are you?" Harada asked.

"I..." Hanon hesitated slightly, unsure whether to reveal her identity. Just then, a new hot topic broke out in the nightclub, since a large-scale brawl involving more than four hundred people was taking place throughout the venue!