Chapter 1 Part-time jobs are shit
July 1, 2006, 6:27 a.m.
The coastal city is gradually enveloped in night, but the streets are still lit with neon shops and people.
The traffic on the elevated road surges, and the headlights merge into a stream of light, gradually merging from the noise to the quiet.
It's just a river away from the bustling streets, but it's like it's far away from the city, and you don't feel the slightest popularity.
This is the dead end of a city, and it is also the darkness of a city, and there is an unknown madness hidden under the silence.
At the entrance of an underground parking lot, more than a dozen expressionless men in black stood there, showing invitations in exchange for a mask to enter.
Entering the bottom of the parking lot is like entering another world, and the wide field is illuminated by large incandescent lamps as if it were daylight.
"! That's it, give him a hard punch in the face! ”
"Black Bull! Crush that son of a bitch! All the money in Lao Tzu's hands will be given to you! ”
"TMD, waste, Lao Tzu's entire net worth is betting on you to win! Get up for Lao Tzu! ”
The masked people danced the bills, their pupils bloodshot, and their voices were hoarse in all kinds of vulgar language.
The air is full of frenzy, constantly touching the most violent and restless instincts in people's hearts.
All eyes were on the wide open space of the "Colosseum".
Bang bang bang!!
"Die!!"
Two tall and strong figures tore and bit like wild beasts, roaring and spilling blood and sweat in the field.
Until the strong man in the black bull hood wrapped around the opponent's neck......
Click!!
With a crisp sound, the man whose neck had been twisted fell in a pool of blood.
"! Rubbish!! ”
"Hahaha! Well done!! ”
"Black Bull! Lao Tzu loves you! Hahaha!! ”
The frenzy reached its peak in an instant, and the field was full of flying bills, and people were shouting, wailing and swearing.
The mask hides their ugly and greedy faces, allowing them to tear off the veil of civilization and reveal their wildest side.
In this frenzied Colosseum, both the elite in suits and leather shoes and the gangsters with open tattoos have become irrational beasts.
Got rich overnight, had nothing, just in the blink of an eye, the ugliness of the world was at a glance at this moment, and no one cared about the loser who was carried down with a white cloth.
Until a bewitching woman in a cheongsam came on stage, her perfect figure caused everyone to whistle.
"Congratulations to Black Bull on his victory, so ...... That's the highlight of the day, but let me introduce you to the next two opponents! ”
The woman smiled nonchalantly, holding up the microphone and groaning.
"Black Bull, a man as brave and strong as a cow, with those thick and powerful hands, can easily hold a boulder, and can also crush the opponent's head!!"
"His record is ...... Forty-three battles, twenty-nine wins!! ”
The words fell, and a light shone on the left side of the arena.
A bald giant man exuding a terrifying aura, with a terrifying upper body, wearing a black bull hood, raised a pair of muscular thick arms, grinned and made a throat-cutting gesture to everyone.
But this provocative action only made people more fanatical!
"Black Bull!"
"Black Bull!!"
"Black Bull !!"
Hearing the deafening cheers in her ears, the woman took a deep breath with a flushed face, and her voice became more excited and trembling.
"The opponent of 'Black Bull' is...... That man! ”
Her slender white arm jerked to her side, and the dazzling light instantly shone to the right side of the Colosseum.
Click.
In the dazzling light, a man wearing a white faceless mask walked out of the darkness with his pockets in his pockets, and his strong chest loomed under the wide white robe
Compared with the terrifying body shape of the "Black Bull", the man's body looks unusually "petite and harmless", and his lazy posture is incompatible with the crazy and bloody atmosphere.
However, the moment they saw those eyes, everyone held their breath in unison.
The blue pupils, as deep as the deep sea, shone with a bechanting light in the reflection of the light.
Quiet.
The whole venue became quiet.
It was as if they saw an unsheathed blade of the sword, and it was just across their necks, and even produced a sharp tingling sensation.
"White Death!"
The woman trembled slightly, her face flushed, and she said loudly: "Unknown! Age unknown! A man who is extremely mysterious! ”
"With that fighting technique called 'White Fight', overturning opponents who weigh far more than themselves, defeating all the enemies in front of him, he is the most beautiful dark horse in the gladiatorial arena, and he is the god of death that makes countless people feel desperate!"
"And his record is ......"
"Nineteen battles, nineteen wins, no defeat!!"
When the words fell, the originally quiet gladiatorial arena instantly exploded.
"Oooo
"Death!"
"Death!!"
People waved the money and shouted the name hoarsely, even wearing a mask to imagine the hideous face under the mask.
"Is it the 'Black Bull' who has achieved his own myth of thirty victories, or the 'White Reaper' who continues his undefeated myth!"
"Tonight, let's witness this historic battle together, please prepare for your position!"
The two figures of disparity in size slowly walked to the center of the bloodstained field.
And as the distance between the two of them grew closer, the air around them seemed to become oppressive.
"Boy, don't blame me when you die, if you want to blame, blame you for messing with people you shouldn't be messed with."
The black bull made a throat-slitting gesture to him, playfully sticking out his tongue and smiling with murderous intent and malice.
In the face of his provocation, those dark blue eyes remained as unwavering as the Dead Sea, only looking up slightly at the high box 001.
The deep gaze seemed to penetrate the one-sided glass, and he saw the middle-aged man holding a red wine glass and wearing a gorgeous dress inside.
- That's the boss surnamed Wang of the "gladiatorial arena".
"Can't help it after only 19 consecutive wins?"
The white-masked man, that is, Jiang Shouyun, sighed secretly in his heart: "The boss who is more stingy than Aizen." ”
I guess it was because I refused his request to play a match-fix.
But he gave too little.
Why do you want to play a fake match, but that man actually wants to prostitute for nothing.
Compared to this kind of guy, Aizen has become a philanthropist.
At least when he was an experimental assistant for Aizen, whether it was the blurring technique or the death transformation technique, Aizen didn't hide anything from him at all.
Thinking of this, Jiang Shouyun subconsciously reached out and touched his chest.
In the depths of his soul, a gem that shimmered with blue-black light beat like a heart.
- Broken jade, and a complete broken jade.
Aizen owes him wages, and he gets it back himself.
For the sake of this ghost, Aizen hunted him down for several years.
"What a stingy guy."
Jiang Shouyun sighed secretly and muttered in a low voice: "Sure enough, working for a part-time job is shit, and working for a capitalist is even more stinking shit." ”
However, it doesn't matter.
has lived in the corpse soul world for more than ten years, and it is not very accustomed to suddenly returning to reality, and it is just a helpless move to earn tuition fees by playing black boxing.
Now that he has found a better job, he has decided to quit his job and change jobs.
"Mr. Black Bull, right?"
Jiang Shouyun looked at the strong man in front of him, and said in a serious tone: "If you can, can you please admit defeat directly?" ”
"I don't want to waste time because the supermarket is closing soon, and it would be a hassle not to catch up with the weekly promotion."
“……?”
In the face of Jiang Shouyun's serious suggestion, the blood vessels on the black bull's forehead suddenly bulged, and his tone became cold: "Boy, it's just luck to defeat a few stinky fish and rotten shrimps, and you really treat yourself as a green onion?" ”
The black bull grinned and clenched his fists, looking at the "thin" guy aggressively.
Which bone should I break first?
"Forget it."
The black bull showed a cruel smile, "Just crush the bones of your body little by little, I hope you don't cry and beg me to give you a good time!" ”
He likes to hear the wails of his opponents the most.
"Don't accept it? Well, it's okay, use your all. ”
Jiang Shouyun shook his head and said sincerely: "I'm in a hurry." ”
The black bull's eyes were even colder, as if he was looking at a dead man.