Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 277: Underground Boxing Ring

Chapter 277: Chapter 277: Underground Boxing Ring

Li Feng turned left with his cocktail, but ended up entering the bar’s restroom, where there was only one bow-tied waiter.

The waiter glanced at Li Feng, "Please take out all the cell phones and electronic devices you have on you."

After speaking, the waiter searched Li Feng. Once the search was complete, the waiter turned around and pressed a switch, and the wall in front of them moved to reveal an elevator shaft hidden inside, "Enjoy your game."

The elevator went directly to the only floor above. Li Feng went down to the basement, and the journey from start to stop took approximately five seconds. Disregarding the start and stop time, the elevator must have descended at least twenty meters deep. The building only had three floors below ground, which clearly wouldn’t reach twenty meters.

There was evidently a hidden underground space in this building that was not part of the official plans.

"Ding-dong."

As the elevator doors opened, a noisy clamor reached Li Feng’s ears.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please be quiet. The upcoming match will be an exciting newcomer challenge."

"This newcomer’s target is vicious, brutal, and sadistic, terrifying and horrifying at the mention of his name. He has participated in only three matches yet every single person remembers his name."

"Yes, he is a ruthless killer."

"A serial murderer."

"Here he comes, he is walking out. Let’s shout out his name."

"Blood Disciple!"

"Blood Disciple!"

From the fighting rings situated all around, people shouted this name fervently, their eyes all red. Here, the most primal instincts of humanity were laid bare.

"Hey, you really dared to come."

Heizi leaned against the wall, watching Li Feng step out of the elevator and stood up with a cold smile.

Li Feng, with his hands in his pockets, turned and looked at the young man who had wet himself at the loan shark’s office, "Where is Chu Shiyu’s brother?"

"Don’t worry, she’s fine. Come with me."

Heizi immediately turned and led Li Feng into a box suspended in mid-air, which allowed a high and unobstructed view of the four-square birdcage fighting rings below.

"Where is the person?"

Li Feng scanned the room. Chu Binghe was not in the box, and Li Feng immediately stepped forward and grabbed Heizi by the collar.

"You must have an ulterior motive for bringing me here."

"Bing He, you guessed right. Could you please let go first? It’s just the two of us in this box."

Li Feng let go, "Talk. What do I have to do for you to release the person?"

"Heh, see that ring below?" Heizi walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, his gaze fixed on the ring below.

Li Feng raised his eyes to look down.

"And now, we invite our newcomer to the stage."

The host’s voice had barely faded when the lights shone towards a side passage.

"It seems our newcomer has a rather unique way of entering the stage."

A few muscular men delivered a figure in a sack to the birdcage, and at the moment they untied the sack, a somewhat disheveled young man struggled free and looked around.

"This is our newcomer challenger for today, an orphan from the Southeast Continent who has trained in Muay Thai from a young age. He’s extremely fierce in a fight and is known as the Street Overlord, but facing the murderous demon that is Blood Disciple, whether the Street Overlord can win remains to be seen."

"The betting channel for this match is now open, and everyone has three minutes to place their bets."

The young man got out of the sack, stumbled, and almost fell, clearly not yet accustomed to the bright lights outside.

"Hush!"

"Get lost, you street rat, coming here to fight in an underground ring. If you’re looking to off yourself, just jump off a building—it’d be quicker than asking for a beating here."

"Yeah, if you wanna die, at least pick a decent place and stop wasting my damn time."

"Boring, get someone else."

"Next my ass, the odds are a million to one. Even if I win, it wouldn’t cover the cost of a sip of red wine."

"Just roll out of here."

"Hey, pretty boy, don’t get any dumb ideas now."

Inside the cage, Blood Disciple cracked his knuckles loudly. As a fighter from the Han Dynasty, Blood Disciple stood nearly two meters tall with a broad and muscular build, his bare upper body and bulging veins making him look particularly ferocious.

With a swift lunge forward, Blood Disciple grabbed the scrawny little man by the collar and hoisted him up.

"Kid, if I were you, I’d just smash my head on the rail and end it quick, save myself from the beating."

Before Blood Disciple could finish, the kid from Southeast Continent headbutted him, shattering Blood Disciple’s nose and sending blood gushing out.

The sight of blood instantly riled up the surrounding audience, and the atmosphere reached a feverish pitch.

"Let go."

"Let go, quick."

Several thugs with electric batons shocked the little man from Southeast Continent. The two fighters were immediately separated, but the host acted as if he didn’t see a thing, holding the microphone.

"See that? This kid is full of life. If you wanna place bets, better hurry. The fight’s about to start."

Li Feng watched everything in the cage, then turned to Blackie, "You want me to go down there and fight?"

"You seem to have misunderstood your situation. You think you can tell me what to do?"

Li Fengtu suddenly reached out and grabbed Blackie by the throat.

"Release him, or I assure you, you’re going to die a very ugly death."

Blackie was lifted off his feet by Li Feng, his face turning as purple as an eggplant and his hands desperately slapping at Li Feng’s arms, struggling to breathe.

It almost felt like he was dying when Li Feng finally let go, and Blackie gasped for air like someone who’d almost drowned.

"Cough, cough cough."

"You can kill me if you want, but then both Chu Shiyu and another woman will have to say goodbye to you."

Blackie leaned against the window with a sinister grin on his face.

Li Feng stepped forward, pressing up against him, "What do you mean?"

"You can see for yourself. There are some printed photos over there. I received them when I was upstairs. If you don’t believe me, just open them and see."

"You shouldn’t have let her wander outside."

Blackie smiled, as cold and venomous as a snake.

"You can kill me now, but if I don’t send out a message within an hour, my brothers will capture those two girls. They’re really sexy and tempting, I assure you, you won’t find them by dawn tomorrow."

Li Feng took out a cell phone from Blackie, flipped it open, and sure enough, saw several photos. They included shots of the car he was driving, taken when he had separated from Chu Shiyu, along with other images featuring Chu Shiyu together with Jiang Linda.

It was clear they had been followed and tracked.

"Can I go now?" Blackie asked, looking at Li Feng’s expression with a face full of smug confidence.

"How can I believe you’ll let them go?"

Having had his phone confiscated, Li Feng had no way to contact anybody on the outside.

Blackie chuckled, "Don’t worry about that. Chu Shiyu has caught the eye of Young Master Lan. I’m not stupid enough to touch her without good reason. Of course, if I’m going to die, that’s a different story. I mean, once I’m dead, I naturally won’t fear anyone anymore, right?"