Quiet room.

There is a calligraphy and painting hanging on the mottled wooden wall, with only the word "Zen" on it.

On the wooden shelf in the corner, there is an incense burner, with clear smoke curling up.

Luo Yan, who was sitting nearby, could smell the scent of sandalwood wafting in the air.

He sat with his knife in his hand, not squinting.

Like a stone statue.

In another room, looking at Luo Yan through the screen, Zhang Ze narrowed his eyes.

Then he walked into the quiet room with a smile.

"Brother Chigui, you are finally here. Brother, I waited until the flowers were about to wither. I thought you had forgotten about us."

Luo Yan then raised his head.

Zhang Ze still pretends to be an old man and seems to have no intention of showing his true colors.

Luo Yan didn't care either.

For him, even if Zhang Ze disguises himself as a woman, Luo Yan can still recognize him.

Zhang Ze sat down on an imperial chair.

A pretty woman brought two cups of tea.

Luo Yan didn't touch it.

Just say.

"I need money."

Zhang Ze laughed: "No problem."

"I happen to have a job to make money here."

Luo Yan looked at him.

Zhang Ze smiled and said: "Underground arena."

"For every win, I will give you 100,000 work points."

"If you win, I'll give you one million."

"If in the end, you can help me kill one more person."

"I'll give you this number."

He raised a finger: "Ten million!"

Luo Yan was silent.

After a moment, he nodded: "It's very tempting."

"Let's talk about the arena first, what are the rules?"

Zhang Ze shook his head: "There are no rules. The only rule is to kill your opponent."

"Of course, if your opponent is willing to surrender, you are also willing to accept it."

"It's not a bad idea."

"Other than that, there are no other rules."

Luo Yan asked again: "Who do you want to kill?"

Zhang Ze smiled and said: "It's too early to tell you now. It won't be too late to tell you when you can win the final victory."

Luo Yan said very simply: "Pay me 50,000 in advance, and then pay me another 50,000 after the first fight."

"No problem." Zhang Ze thought to himself, I am not afraid that you will be greedy, but I am afraid that you will not be greedy enough.

Luo Yan showed his own bearer account, which Zeng Guangming handled for him.

Get out a new cell phone.

After a while, I received a message on my phone.

50,000 work points earned!

Luo Yan put away his phone and stood up: "When can we fight?"

"tonight!"

"Now!"

Zhang Ze clapped his hands, and Wen Zou, wearing a purple robe and a Taoist bun, walked out.

"Take Brother Chigui to Zhulou."

Wen Zou nodded and smiled: "Brother Chigui, please."

Luo Yan held his sword and left with the false Taoist priest.

After they left.

Wei Junyi appeared, looked at Zhang Ze, and said softly: "Captain."

"Zhulou is not Team 1's territory?"

Zhang Ze took a sip of tea.

He said calmly.

"That's right."

"That woman Yu Qiushui likes to use underground arenas to absorb new blood."

"If Chi Gui wins in the underground arena, Yu Qiushui will definitely absorb him."

"When the time comes, I can use Chi Gui's knife to chop off Yu Qiushui's head!"

Wei Junyi frowned.

Thought.

If Chigui chopped off the head of the captain of team 1, would he still be alive?

Zhang Ze didn't look up, but said as if he saw his expression.

"Junyi, I know you feel uncomfortable."

"I feel like I owe Chi Gui my life."

"But to achieve great things, you need to be informal."

"This matter is related to whether I have the opportunity to become the branch director, so you..."

"Don't mess with my affairs."

Wei Junyi could only lower his head and say 'yes'.

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In the car, Luo Yan held his knife and said nothing.

The windows reflected the bright lights.

Not long after.

The car stopped.

Wen Zou next to him smiled: "Brother Chigui, Zhu Lou is here."

get off.

Luo Yan raised his head.

There was a small wooden building in front of me. It was indeed painted with vermilion paint, but it didn't look like a place for an underground ring.

Wen Zou smiled and said: "This underground arena is naturally underground."

At this time, a short man trotted over, nodded and bowed to Wen Zou.

Wen Zou covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, looking disgusted, and then said a few words to the man.

Then he said to Luo Yan: "Brother Chigui, follow him in. Everything has been arranged for you."

"come on."

After the fake Taoist priest finished speaking, he got into the car, as if he didn't want to stay for a moment.

Luo Yan lowered his head and looked at the man next to him.

The man smiled and said, "How do you call me brother? You don't need your real name. Nicknames are also acceptable."

"This is for your registration."
To be continued...