69novels Page 128
Page 128
The gaze he received was cold and ruthless, filled with undisguised killing intent.
Li Pu couldn't help but feel a little doubtful: it was reasonable for each region to send its own "henchmen" to participate in the competition, but now even family forces could openly form teams to appear on the stage - weren't the rules of this arena a bit too lenient?
Just then, a bald, burly man with a fierce face from the Ironclad Clan's group suddenly met his gaze.
The other person immediately grinned an almost ferocious smile, then strode forward, brazenly walking through the crowd, staring intently as he approached.
The henchmen of the surrounding districts also retreated one after another, seemingly wary of something.
“It was you,” the burly man stopped in front of Li Pu, his voice rough like the grinding of gravel, “who killed Ruby during the R-zone test?”
Before Li Pu could respond, the other person suddenly lowered their voice, and a strange smile twisted into their grotesque expression:
"Well done! Well done!"
Damn it!
Like Ruby, it's made of divine metal...
Li Pu stared at the big guy opposite him as if he were an idiot.
"If you hadn't intervened, my stupid younger brother would still be holding onto the deacon's position. How would I have had a chance to rise to the top?"
Immediately, his voice rose sharply, deliberately making sure the whole room could hear, and his tone instantly shifted to one of grief and indignation:
"I, Ruther, a sixth-rank deacon of the Molten Iron Clan, challenge you!"
"Ruby is my only brother! Today I will make you pay for this murder in blood!"
"Referee! I want him to sign a waiver of liability!!!"
Before he finished speaking, he took another half step forward and whispered in a cold voice, barely audible to the two of them:
"Be a stepping stone on my path to promotion... I'll make sure you die a 'worthwhile' death."
Before Li Pu and Alice behind him could respond, a crisp "snap" was heard—
A plastic beverage bottle suddenly smashed onto the bald head of the burly man, Ruther, shattering instantly and spilling the icy drink all over his head and face!
"What kind of lousy tournament is this! It's really harmful!"
A shout came from the audience. It was Chun-Li, the "national beauty Du Dan," whose face was unusually flushed, one hand still in a throwing posture:
"There isn't even a children's group?! My little apprentice is still a minor!"
She was clearly red-hot, looking like she was about to jump over the fence and rush onto the field at any moment.
Bahamut, standing to the side, silently covered his face with one hand, wishing he could disappear into a crack in the ground...
Just as Li Pu was at a loss for words, Alice behind him suddenly nudged his waist excitedly with her elbow:
"The camera! The camera's on us! We're on TV!"
Because of this sudden conflict, the broadcast cameras were indeed precisely focused on them.
Li Pu curled his little cat-like mouth and tossed a disdainful remark at Luther:
"Think carefully about why you weren't chosen as a butler. Your brother is much smarter than you."
In the footage, the bald, burly man, Ruther, is hesitant to act, fearing the consequences but unable to speak out.
After saying that, the boy immediately turned around, a bright smile instantly blooming on his face, and waved vigorously in the direction of Chun-Li and the camera.
Chunli, who was just furious, instantly lost her temper when she saw her good apprentice's mischievous look, which was basically equivalent to "Mom, I'm on TV!" in her eyes. She could only shake her head helplessly, but couldn't help but raise a doting smile on her lips.
Not only her—all the "otherworldly witches" watching the broadcast also smiled knowingly, revealing a knowing "auntie smile."
But gradually, the smiles on their faces froze and disappeared, and instead appeared on the face of the bald, burly man, Ruther—the smile became more and more ferocious and smug, almost reaching his ears.
Under close-up shots, Li Pu actually picked up a pen, dipped it in ink, and signed his name without hesitation on the dark, life-or-death contract!
You're really signing?!
Chapter 150 Has this kid gone mad?!
The life-or-death agreement for this arena was jointly drafted by the personnel dispatched by the "Five Associations" and the "Eleventh Association".
The "Fifth Association" differs from the "Second Association" to which Marika belongs; its functions are more singular.
Simply put, this is the association responsible for the concept of "duel".
This association is generally responsible for fighting one-on-one when disasters such as mental pollution occur, wrestling with BOSS-level sources of pollution or mutants, and engaging in one-on-one battles.
They will also accept requests to act as witnesses to duels in the "City of Eagles".
The "Eleven Association" is the association responsible for the concept of "contract".
They are responsible for maintaining the fairness of transactions and ensuring the fulfillment of contracts.
The agents of the 'Eleven Association' will carry out punitive work in accordance with the contract when one party violates the agreement, or launch an attack on the third party when the third party interferes with the performance of the contract.
Once the Eleven Association makes a punitive decision, even if the operator responsible for its execution dies, the Association will continue to send out operators to ensure that the punishment is carried out.
More ruthless than the gangsters of my past life chasing loan sharks, and even more ruthless in enforcing court judgments...
Because the waiver signed in the arena tournament combines the concepts of "duel" and "contract," the two associations each have their own responsibilities and have sent senior agents to oversee the proceedings.
At that moment, witnessed by two association members, young Li Pu calmly signed the life-or-death agreement with the bald, burly man, Ruther.
The footage was broadcast live, and the entire audience erupted in uproar—
The difference in their body sizes was simply too great.
A handsome young man and a muscular, robust man.
Is this what an extraordinary showdown is like?!
At the same time, off the field.
Marika frowned involuntarily in her luxurious private bedroom.
She abandoned her usual languid posture, unconsciously sitting up straight and gently tapping the glass with her fingertips.
"Sixth rank? Provocatively provoking a ninth rank, signing a life-or-death waiver?"
She murmured to herself, a hint of gloom flashing in her eyes, "The Ironclad Family... I'll remember that."
The atmosphere inside the R District City Hall's chief office had plummeted to an all-time low.
The White Queen's face was as cold as ice, and Tifa's eyes almost spit fire, so much so that the leader, Exera, didn't dare to breathe.
"Damn it, they're clearly retaliating!" Tifa gritted her teeth. "Retaliating for the hotel's poor performance in the assessment, and for the protection money they couldn't collect!"
The White Queen glanced coldly at Exela, "If it weren't for your incompetence as the leader, requiring us to fight for interests and maintain order?"
Exela was on the verge of tears.
Meanwhile, in a luxurious Japanese restaurant across from the R-sector office, all but one of the sisters were engrossed in watching the television.
Only Mai Shiranui seemed completely oblivious to the arena; her beautiful eyes were fixed on Alice beside Li Pu, her jealousy practically overflowing the screen.
"Who is that woman with my husband?!"
She stomped her foot in anger, her I-cup breasts heaving. "I'm pretty good at fighting too, okay?! Why does my husband take her but not me?!"
However, Alice on the screen was also dumbfounded at this moment.
She couldn't understand what Li Pu was trying to do either...
However, the next moment.
To the surprise of the contestants, the young man in the broadcast seemed to still be eager to finish signing a waiver of life and death.
He turned and whispered a few words to the senior operators of the "Five Associations" and the "Eleven Associations." The operators were clearly taken aback, and after repeatedly confirming, they actually began to organize all the participating henchmen and operators to line up...
For a moment, the entire arena fell silent. Everyone—including the audience, the opponents, and even the top officials from various regions in the VIP seats—stared in disbelief at the young man.
Is he... making everyone sign a death waiver?!
Go crazy! ! !
How dare a mere ninth-tier youth challenge all the eighth- to sixth-tier minions and operators present?
Even the "minions" of the host region, East Asia's H district, looked at each other in disbelief.
Just who is this kid?
How dare they be so arrogant?!
Having only signed his name, Li Pu calmly waited for everyone to come forward, raising an eyebrow as he looked at the henchmen and agents who came to sign the life-or-death waiver.
Among them, some looked strange, some had provocative eyes, and many made no attempt to hide their schadenfreude and directly thanked him for giving them points.
Li Pu simply ignored it all.
On the contrary, he took a second look at the team that was spontaneously formed by the people of H District in Dongzhou; they did not come to sign.
Among the group were several young men dressed in white Zhongshan suits, with short, neat hair and no braids. Their clothes were embroidered with emblems bearing the words "Jingwu" or similar characters.
This one looks much better than the other small fry.
It's possible that he won't need to worry about the future of Dongzhou.
However, we must still fight.
Li Pu quickly calculated in his mind—with the blessing of the 'Sandwich Star' talent, he could probably unleash his blood-burning AOE ultimate move eight or nine times at full power.
Since you're going to start with an AOE attack, the more targets you hit, the more you'll profit!
Even Jill and 2B, two Tier 6 'Prosperity' Chosen Ones known for their boundless vitality, couldn't withstand the power of this attack. He didn't believe that these so-called minions and operators present could handle it!
If I went up on stage and caused a ruckus while they were signing autographs, then ate something to convert into extra health and increase my survivability...
While secretly calculating, he calmly waited for everyone to come forward one by one to sign the waiver of life and death.
This sudden turn of events left Luther, who was still provoking, completely dumbfounded, scratching his head and looking like a bear that had been tricked.
Thankfully, he didn't have to wait in line to get his revenge—he was just feeling relieved when it suddenly dawned on him:
Does this kid think he's some kind of "must-play" character in the ring?!
Moreover, that brat didn't take him seriously at all.
No, the way that brat looked at me just now was clearly like he was looking at merchandise and spoils of war!
Li Pu was clearly saying to him, "Many people want to kill me, who do you think you are!"
Luther's fleshy face turned bright red, and he stood there blankly and angrily like a clown, unable to move forward or backward, completely putting on a ridiculous one-man show.
In the audience, Chun-Li, who witnessed her little apprentice signing a life-or-death waiver with everyone, felt a sudden darkness before her eyes and almost fainted.
Her face was deathly pale, and she instinctively gripped Bahamut's arm tightly, her nails almost digging into the flesh beneath his sleeve.
Bahamut winced slightly in pain, but did not break free.
Her gaze was also firmly drawn to Lip's unbelievable actions on the ring—
As Chun-Li watched those heavily armed henchmen and agents step forward one by one to sign the life-or-death waiver with the boy, her heart pounded so hard it felt like it would burst out of her chest.
For the first time, Bahamut Natifa's wine-red eyes revealed an undisguised look of surprise and curiosity.
What on earth does this kid want to do?
However, seeing him stir up the whole scene and attract all attention—this chaos actually helped me a lot!
At this moment, the boy under the audience's gaze seemed unwilling to wait any longer.
He jumped onto the ring, his eyes slightly lowered.
"Those who have signed the death waiver, come at me all now!"
I'm so sorry, the third update will be posted tomorrow. Or2
As the title says, sob sob sob.
Chapter 151 Reward in Hand! (Third update, muah!)
Meanwhile, inside the luxury VIP box on the top floor of the venue.
A young man dressed in Qing Dynasty official robes, with a long, shiny braid hanging down his back, sat upright in a mahogany armchair.
His face was gloomy, his eyes were sinister, and he tapped the armrest rhythmically with his knuckles, exuding an aura of dominance.