Urban Super Soldier King-Chapter 71 - Zhang Xin’s Ruthlessness

71: Chapter 71 Zhang Xin’s Ruthlessness

71 -71 Zhang Xin’s Ruthlessness

Facing the surprised gazes of everyone, Xiang Yu was not low-key at all, laughing with his head held high, not looking the least bit like a Boxing King.

At this time, people around him got up from their seats, and one person came over to sit next to Xiang Yu.

“Mr.

Wu, you’re here too, are you here to cheer for me?” Xiang Yu saw Yan Bin sitting next to him and said with a beaming smile, as if their relationship was really good.

Tie Zhuzi and Wu Jing both stood up and guarded the surroundings warily.

“I just came to see what people do before they die? freeweɓnovel.cøm

What are they thinking?” Yan Bin was also looking at Xiang Yu with a smile, but his smile sent a chill through those who saw it.

“Who’s about to die?

Is someone here sick?” Xiang Yu asked, feigning ignorance.

“Not sick, literally beaten to death, punched to death,” Yan Bin repeated.

“Oh, that’s really miserable.

This issue really needs to be studied, to see what they want to say before they die,” Xiang Yu nodded in agreement.

The two sat there chatting as if they were good friends, while ordinary people thought they were.

At this time, the first boxing match started, and no one paid attention to Xiang Yu and the others anymore.

“Xiang Yu, to be honest, I really want to give you a chance,” Yan Bin said suddenly as he watched the two fighters on the stage fighting fiercely.

“Oh?

Mr.

Wu giving me a chance, that does surprise me quite a bit,” Xiang Yu expressed surprise on his face, and just then someone on the stage knocked down the opponent, prompting Xiang Yu to clap and cheer.

“As long as you work for me, I can keep your life safe for now,” Yan Bin did not hold much hope for Xiang Yu, but if he really could win over Xiang Yu, that would be best.

“Working for Mr.

Wu is also possible…” Xiang Yu mused.

Seeing Xiang Yu wavering, Yan Bin felt a surge of joy.

Even though his money had been screwed up by Xiang Yu, he had people.

As long as he had people, he wasn’t afraid of not getting money.

After all, Xiang Yu was not a god; wasn’t he afraid of dying?

As long as he tempted and coerced him, it was not impossible to recruit him under his command.

Then he could deal with Xiang Yu however he wanted, preferably by hanging and flaying him alive.

“Mr.

Wu, let me think about it a bit more,” Xiang Yu said seriously to him.

Yan Bin rarely saw Xiang Yu so earnest, then he laughed and nodded, “Alright, contact me when you’ve thought it through.” Yan Bin then got up and left.

“Brother Yu, are we really going to side with Yan Bin?” Tie Zhuzi asked with a look of worry, and Wu Jing had a similar expression of concern.

They both knew what kind of person Yan Bin was, and following someone like that, they were reluctant.

“What do you think?” Xiang Yu smiled mysteriously but didn’t say more, then leisurely watched the match taking place.

Tie Zhuzi and Wu Jing exchanged glances, both unclear about Xiang Yu’s intentions.

However, their loyalty was to Xiang Yu, and no matter what decision he made, they would obey.

Inside a private box above, Yan Bin and Luo Li stood in front of the window, their faces filled with a sense of accomplishment.

“Tell ‘Cobra’ to hold off on Xiang Yu for today, but he must win without taking his life.

I have other plans for him.” Yan Bin watched Xiang Yu sitting below and smiled coldly.

“Boss, today is a great opportunity.

If we let him go, it might be difficult for us to control him later,” Luo Li expressed his concern.

“Don’t worry, I have yet to take someone like Xiang Yu seriously,” Yan Bin said confidently.

Luo Li saw that Yan Bin was so confident that he could only nod his head, then went downstairs to find Zhang Xin.

Zhang Xin was naturally brutal and nearly jumped up when he heard that they were going to let Xiang Yu off easy tonight.

After one match finished, Zhang Xin came forward to sign up and sealed a life-and-death agreement.

Another man who came up was a burly strongman.

The strongman didn’t recognize Zhang Xin and thought he was an insignificant character, while the surrounding crowd was even less optimistic about him, as there was a stark contrast in the two men’s physiques.

But as soon as they started fighting, their true strengths were immediately revealed.

The strongman was no match for Zhang Xin at all.

Zhang Xin was a desperado.

Like Xiang Yu, he had experienced countless life-and-death situations, and naturally, all the skills he learned were for killing.

With anger in his heart, Zhang Xin showed no mercy with his blows.

One punch hit the strongman’s head, and at the same time, a kick landed on the strongman’s kneecap.

A ‘crack’ was heard, and the strongman’s leg bent awkwardly.

“Ah…

The strongman lay on the ground, crying and screaming in agony, ‘I lost, I lost…'” The strongman knew he was no match and quickly conceded defeat.

“Give up?

Dream on.” Zhang Xin was unrelentingly cruel, his foot repeatedly stomping on the strongman’s head.

In the beginning, the strongman still called for help, begging for mercy.

In the end, his head was kicked into a deformity, and he was dead beyond any doubt.

Some people in the audience vomited on the spot, while others were still shouting, enjoying the excitement of the night.

“Next!” Zhang Xin yelled from the stage.

Then he suddenly turned his sharp gaze to Xiang Yu’s corner and flipped him the middle finger.

Xiang Yu just watched everything indifferently, his face showing no expression.

Tie Zhuzi at his side was furious, standing up to register, but Wu Jing held him back.

“You’re no match for him,” Wu Jing said worriedly.

Although Tie Zhuzi looked sturdy, he definitely lacked the combat experience that Zhang Xin had, not to mention Zhang Xin’s viciousness and the danger that came with it.

On the stage, the host opened the door, hoping Zhang Xin would go down to rest and prepare for the next match.

Zhang Xin, still angry, slapped the host in the face, twisting his nose out of shape.

“Zhang Xin, come down,” Luo Li suddenly appeared to the side, his voice serious.

Clenching his teeth, Zhang Xin glared at Xiang Yu in the corner one last time, then stomped off the stage, still fuming.

The other two matches were uneventful and did not result in fatalities.

When they were ready for the next match, Zhang Xin’s opponent directly forfeited.

Although they had all signed life-and-death agreements for the fights, fatalities were rare.

Most fighters came for money; there was no need to kill their opponents.

Finally, only Zhang Xin and one other person remained, who, after much hesitation, also gave up.

Thus, Zhang Xin had won the right to challenge the weekly champion after just one fight.

“Brother Yu, be careful,” Wu Jing said, a bit concerned.

Although he knew Xiang Yu was skilled, Zhang Xin was formidable as well.

Xiang Yu’s face remained expressionless as he headed downstairs.

Tie Zhuzi and Wu Jing followed behind, ready to risk their lives to rescue Xiang Yu if trouble really broke out.

When they saw Xiang Yu, the host’s usual disgust was gone.

Now, his greatest hatred was for Zhang Xin, hoping Xiang Yu would teach him a good lesson.

Arriving beside the host, Xiang Yu suddenly smiled and said, “Does it hurt?” Then he walked towards the stage.

“You…” The host was so furious he could only grit his teeth, wishing they would both annihilate each other…

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