After Ye Xunzhi hung up the phone, he drove his newly bought Land Rover to a visually measured hundred-storey building, and the top floor was written with the four big characters "Zhengying Group" in hot stamping.

Magnificent.

Zhengying Group is one of the strongest companies in China and even Asia, and after only a few years of listing, it has the strength to compete for the first place with the original Fenghua Group, which has the longest history, and it can be said that the speed of development is shocking to the world.

After a new phase of polishing and development, the company has now become a veritable No. 1 in Asia.

After Ye Xun entered, he approached the workshop on the first floor with a familiar car, and after a few corners, a downward step appeared, and Ye Xun walked forward.

There are only a handful of people who know about this secret passage.

When I was about to get to the bottom, there was a sound of punching and kicking from the bottom, which looked very terrifying in this empty underground warehouse.

Especially when the miserable screams continue to echo in this confined space for a long time.

It was probably such an unusually bloody atmosphere that affected Ye Xunzhi, and the blood and cells in Ye Xun's body began to slowly get excited, wanting to break through the cage of blood vessels.

When he reached the bottom, the discarded wood and steel under the feet of the night Xun began to increase.

The bare ankles were occasionally scratched a few times, but this did not make the night Xun dodge back or back, but only became more excited.

The pace of the steps also became faster.

If it weren't for the dim light of the underground warehouse, it would be clear that Ye Xunzhi had completely changed at this time.

The deep and narrow eyes exuded a terrifying gaze, and the sound of footsteps clicked in this empty space, representing the arrival of demons, exuding a cold aura that people dare not approach.

The first reaction of those who saw him must have been to retreat.

Two minutes later, Ye Xunzhi finally came to an end, and the source of the hand-to-hand combat and screaming sounds that had been heard before finally had an answer.

It's a place similar to an underground fighting ring, but the difference is that there are no spectators and no hosts.

What's even more special is that there are no rules in this field.

Everyone is free in this place, and you can find any one of them and fight them to the death, or you can take on multiple fighters single-handedly.

The people in this are all bare-handed, and the weapons are just decorations for them.

The fights they need are just bare-handed, primitive fights between real men.

Everyone here will release their wildness hidden in the innermost part of human beings, and vent themselves fearlessly.

People here, when they get excited, will even take off the clothes that cover their bodies and tear them fiercely, which is both a provocation and an invitation to the enemy.

Of course, there is no shortage of equally fierce women here, as long as you have the strength, as long as you have the ability to get out of here, then this place has no restrictions on you.

This is a place they call "The Club".

A "club" where you can vent at any time and unleash your most primitive combat power.

The current situation of Ye Xun is the daily life of the "club".

Everyday gore is horrific.

First of all, there were two sturdy men in the battle at the front of Ye Xunzhi, one was fat, his eyes were like rats, and his brain was fat.

The other muscle spread through, forcefully drawing toned lines across his back.

Both of them were topless at the same time, letting out a chilling muffled grunt.

I thought that in terms of appearance, the odds of winning muscles were much better than those of fat.

But the reality is quite the opposite.

The obese man actually had super agility that was contrary to his figure, and when the opponent was attacking, he quickly pulled back and blocked the muscular man's fist.

And immediately launched a series of counterattacks, and his left hand took advantage of inertia to move forward, trapping the muscular man's neck under his elbow.

Pressing down hard, he was not only attacked by vulnerable parts, but also blocked his desire to clarify the situation and find an opportunity to counterattack.

Once again, the fat stuck the muscular man's neck with both hands, and if it wasn't for the fight, this posture actually looked more like an intimate interaction between young couples.

But now it's definitely not, the relationship between the two is not only not lovers, but indeed two prime-aged men who are fighting to the death.

After holding it, the fat used his weight to move neatly, twisted his hands, and pressed his center of gravity to the side, and the muscular man was pushed to the ground by the unbearable terrible gravity.

The moment he landed, the fat showed amazing agility, and before the muscular man could struggle, his legs also pressed up, making the muscular man unable to move.

The battlefield changed from standing to ground in an instant.

After the obesity was completely controlled, he still did not give up the attack.

Only this time, the position held by both hands finally shifted from the neck to the skull, and the thumb pressed the muscular man's eyes, causing him to endure indescribable pain.

At the same time, he raised his hand and drove his head to slam it to the ground.

It wasn't until the other party completely fainted that the fat man withdrew his hand, cruelly dragged him to a "recuperation room" on the left side, left him to fend for himself, and went out to find a new opponent by himself.

The "recuperation room" is a room for an intermission for those who come, but most of them are knocked unconscious and thrown in.

Of course, if you don't wake up after being thrown in, you'll be disposed of by a mysterious organization in a few days, and your death won't attract any police attention.

One can imagine how powerful such an organization is.

If you move the camera to the left side of the infield again, you'll find a tough guy like a tiger challenging the two twin brothers in a one-on-two.

And this person is still a woman!

A woman wears only a set of sports bras, showing off her terrible figure that is not inferior to a man.

There is no trace of a woman's slender and delicate body, and her bronzed skin and strong muscles show her strong strength.

Only her coiled hair and bulging breasts let people know that she was actually a woman.

If ordinary people see such a rare woman, they will definitely have a strong desire to conquer in bed.

There are people here too, but their desire to conquer is in the fighting ring.