On the outskirts of City A, a remote villa.

"Bastard. Ouyang Kuo roared angrily and slapped his palm on the coffee table in front of him.

"So far, you still haven't investigated anything?" Ouyang Kuo's face was very gloomy: "What a bunch of waste. ”

The three figures below stood respectfully in a row.

"Master, we've used all our connections, but we still don't know anything about that kid. A muscular man said cautiously.

"Waste, it's all waste. Ouyang Kuo shouted: "Get out of here." ”

The three of them bowed respectfully, turned around and left directly.

Ouyang Kuo stood up and left the sofa, his fat body a little shaky.

"The head of the family, the head of the family, don't be angry, our Ouyang family still depends on you. Steward Han hurriedly walked over and hurriedly hugged Ouyang Kuo.

"Alas. Ouyang Kuo let out a long sigh: "I didn't expect my Ouyang family to fall to such a point, and I was inexplicably driven out of City A." ”

Steward Han's face was very serious: "Family master, can make my Ouyang family so down, that kid's identity is not simple, it is understandable that they did not investigate it, we still have to be careful, don't fall into a pit again." ”

"Steward Han, I also know what you said that it is amazing to think about it to be able to force Ouyang Kuo to this extent in just a few days, but I can't help but avenge Xiaozheng's revenge. Ouyang Kuo shouted angrily.

Steward Han helped Ouyang Zheng to a bedroom on the second floor, and in the trauma inside, a young man covered in gauze and plaster was lying inside, his face full of despair.

"Dad, Dad. Seeing Ouyang Kuo walking in, Ouyang Zheng choked up and cried.

"Xiao Zheng, Xiao Zheng. Ouyang Kuo walked over tremblingly, looking at Ouyang Zheng lying on the bed with a distressed expression.

"Dad, I don't want to be crippled, I don't want to be crippled. Ouyang Zheng muttered to himself, with a look of despair and a dumbfounded look.

"Xiaozheng, don't worry, you will get better, you can rest assured, you will get better. Ouyang Kuo held Ouyang Zheng's plaster-covered hand, and his voice trembled a little.

However, Ouyang Zheng's eyes were dumbfounded, as if he hadn't heard what Ouyang Kuo said.

"Bastard. Ouyang Zheng gritted his teeth and scolded: "No matter who you are, I will make you pay." ”

"Steward Han. Ouyang Kuo turned his head and shouted.

"The head of the house. Steward Han hurriedly stepped forward to support Ouyang Kuo.

"Didn't you say you knew the people of the dark night?" Ouyang Kuo walked out of the bedroom with the support of Butler Han and gently closed the door.

"Family Master, what do you mean?" Steward Han looked at Ouyang Kuo thoughtfully.

"That's right, I have to avenge Xiaozheng's revenge, no matter who hurts my son, I will make him pay. Ouyang Kuo shouted.

"Master, I understand, I'll arrange it. Steward Han said very familiarly.

Ouyang Kuo nodded: "Remember, whether you are dead or alive, you have to bring it to me, understand?"

"Understood. Steward Han bowed to Ouyang Kuo, turned around and left the villa directly.

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Steward Han left the villa and drove directly to a deserted factory on the outskirts of the city, and at the gate of the factory, a middle-aged man in a strong suit stood there with a serious face, and saw Steward Han get out of the car and walked over.

"Steward Han?" said the middle-aged martial artist lightly.

"That's right, Ye Shao asked me to come over. Steward Han said in a serious tone.

"Follow me. The middle-aged man turned around and walked into the factory with Steward Han, the entire factory was empty and there was nothing, and Steward Han looked around curiously.

The middle-aged man walked into a corner, and in the corner was a long-abandoned production machine, and the middle-aged man pressed a mechanism on the wall.

A loud "boom" startled Steward Han, the entire ground slowly collapsed, the old machine slowly moved back into a gap, and an underground tunnel appeared.

The middle-aged man turned his head to look at Steward Han: "Please, Steward Han." ”

Looking at the dark stairs below, Steward Han couldn't help but shudder, and a sense of retreat appeared, but since he had already come, he had to go down.

Steward Han took steps and slowly walked down the stairs.

"Boom" was another loud noise, the staircase was slowly blocked, the middle-aged man walked in front of Steward Han, several dim lights appeared on the walls around the stairs, and soon the two walked to the end of the stairs, a huge iron door appeared, the middle-aged man walked forward quickly, held the handle of the iron door, and turned back to Steward Han with a gloomy smile.

"Welcome to the source of the fall. ”

There was a loud "click", and the iron door was slowly opened.

A dazzling light appeared, piercing Steward Han's eyes, so that he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to block the light, a huge roar and noise appeared, and Steward Han couldn't help but look into the depths.

Dozens of huge chandeliers fell on the cement roof, illuminating the entire space as if it were daylight, and a huge iron cage appeared in the center, surrounded by crazy people, roaring at the iron cage in the center, all with depraved and crazy expressions, holding a large number of banknotes in their hands.

In the center of the iron cage, two strong men covered in blood were tearing together, red blood stains all over the ground, a strong man's arm was torn off a large piece of flesh, and it really fell aside, it was obvious that the arm had been broken, but the opponent did not mean to stop, but grabbed his head and hit it with his knees fiercely, the blood stains in the air sprayed, seeing that Steward Han's body trembled, and his legs couldn't help but feel weak.

"This is the root of depravity, where people put down their disguised masks and vent their madness. The middle-aged man said gloomily.

"See, this is the underground boxing market, everyone is voluntary, and they all sign life and death certificates for people's entertainment. The middle-aged man sneered.

"How can anyone do such a thing voluntarily. Steward Han's voice trembled a little, and he could see that this was either a game where you died or I lived.

"Hahahaha, let me tell you, there are so many people who want to play this game. The middle-aged man looked at the man in the cage and smiled fiercely.

"Why?" Steward Han was puzzled.

"Why?" the middle-aged man snorted coldly: "Of course it's for money." ”

"Okay, the young master's room is in front, you can go in. The middle-aged man led Steward Han through the hall, walked to a staircase, and pointed to the room on the stairs.

Steward Han nodded, walked up the stairs cautiously, and knocked on the black wooden door gently.

"Come in. A faint voice sounded.

Steward Han pushed the door and walked in, the yellowed light gave people a feeling of drowsiness, there was a huge round bed by the wall, a young man sat on the edge of the bed, a woman in revealing clothes lay on the bed, as if sleeping, the young man held a lit cigarette in his hand, and exhaled a puff of smoke faintly, Ye Zichen looked at Steward Han who entered the door.

"Yo, Steward Han, please take a seat. Ye Zichen took a hard puff of his cigarette, as if he was taking drugs, and pointed to the sofa next to him.

"Ye Shao. Steward Han said respectfully, and hurriedly walked to the sofa on the side and sat down.

"Say, Steward Han, what's the matter with me?" Ye Zichen squinted at Steward Han, the smoke surrounded Ye Zichen's head, and gradually drifted towards Steward Han, which couldn't help but make Steward Han cough.

"Well, Ye Shao, in fact, it's not that I'm looking for you, it's our lord looking for you, and our lord means ....... Steward Han looked at Ye Zichen carefully, and then looked at the woman on the bed.

Ye Zichen snuffed out the cigarette butt, looked up at Steward Han, and then slapped his palm on the woman's buttocks on the bed with a "snap": "Get out." ”

"Hurry up. Ye Zichen said impatiently.

The scantily clad woman on the bed hurriedly sat up, smiled charmingly at Ye Zichen, and hurriedly pushed the door out, without looking at Steward Han halfway.

Ye Zichen nodded with satisfaction and looked at Steward Han: "You mean that Ouyang Kuo wants to use the dark night of my Ye family?"

"That's right, Ye Shao, the head of the family is to avenge the young master. Steward Han lowered his head and said.

"Oh, is Ouyang Zheng's waste dead?" Ye Zichen couldn't help but raise his head and asked with an interested expression.

"The young master is not dead, not dead. A layer of cold sweat stretched out of Steward Han's forehead.

"Huh. Ye Zichen sighed lightly: "I didn't expect Ouyang Zheng's waste to be dead, hahahaha, life is really hard." ”

"Hmph, do you think that the Ye family's dark night is something you can use if you want to, do you know how much financial and material resources my Ye family has spent cultivating the dark night, eh?" Ye Zichen suddenly shouted.

"What capital do you Ouyang family have to use my Ye family's dark night. Ye Zichen sarcastically said unceremoniously.

"Ye Shao. Steward Han was in a hurry and was about to say something, but Ye Zichen stretched out his palm and stopped Steward Han.

Steward Han was stunned for a moment, only to see Ye Zichen take out a cigarette again, light it slowly, take a hard breath, and then slowly spit out smoke rings.

"Whew, but the young master is in a good mood today, I can help you with this favor. Ye Zichen smiled playfully: "It just so happens that the person you mentioned has some relationship with me, hmph." Ye Zichen sneered, and couldn't help but think of Lie Wuxi, I heard that this kid and Yu Lingxi still have a leg, hum, you dare to move the woman that Young Master Ben fancies, you are really looking for death, what is your kid's ability, you can make Zixin value you so much, hum, then let Zixin, this slut, stare at it with wide eyes, how did Young Master Ben play with him, hum, a murderous aura emanated from Ye Zichen's body.

The entire dim room was surrounded by a strong murderous aura, and Steward Han's body trembled, and he almost slipped off the sofa, and a cold sweat broke out on his body, directly soaking his back.

Steward Han sat up tremblingly, stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his head, glanced at Ye Zichen with a frightened expression, and quickly lowered his head.

"Huh. Ye Zichen smiled lightly, seeing Steward Han's expression and not speaking.

Steward Han slowly took out a card from his pocket: "Ye Shao, this is given to you by the head of the family, and it should be regarded as the reward for hiring Dark Night." Steward Han's voice trembled a little, obviously frightened.