Chapter 331: Chapter 331 Big Head in the Boxing Ring_1

In Sunset Town, inside an inconspicuous building, in the living room.

A middle-aged man held a smoking cigar in his right hand and twirled two black balls in his left nonstop.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Subsequently, two stern-looking men in black suits stepped in.

The man on the sofa turned his head, took a puff on his cigar, exhaled some smoke, and asked, "How did the investigation I asked for turn out?"

"We’ve found out." One man in the suit reported, "There are four major powers in Sunset Town. The Qiu Family ranks first, followed by the Black Fist Club, the Shu Family, and lastly, the Mu Family."

The middle-aged man chuckled, "Didn’t the Black Fist Club use to be at the bottom? How did it suddenly leap to the second place?"

The man in the suit replied, "The Black Fist Club has two formidable fighters, and they have not been in Sunset Town for long. If another one comes, the Qiu Family will be ousted."

"Hmm, in a place like Sunset Town where it’s far from the center of powers, strong fighters represent the strength of a group. Money and connections might not work here, and might not be effective." The middle-aged man took another puff and asked, "Which of the four powers do you believe we can control most easily? Which can help us unify Sunset Town and monopolize the medicinal routes in the town?"

After detailing the situation of the four powers, the man in the suit suggested, "I believe the Mu Family would be the best choice for control."

The middle-aged man chuckled, "Tell me your reasons."

The man in the suit explained, "The Mu Family lacks a genuine leader and the Five Brothers of the Mu Family are all self-serving, caring only for their interests. Such people seem unstable at first glance, but in reality are the easiest to control. We only need to figure out what they want, pique their interest, and they would stop at nothing to fight for it, even resorting to internecine conflict."

The middle-aged man nodded in agreement, "Mm-hmm, your analysis is quite good."

With a poker face, the man in the suit asked, "Eighth Master, which power do you want us to utilize to accomplish our goals?"

The middle-aged man smiled, "Since you believe the Mu Family is manageable, we’ll strike at them, intending to swallow the whole Sunset Town by leveraging the power of the Mu Family."

...

In Sunset Town, at the headquarters of the Black Fist Club.

When Da Meng found out that he had lost 150 million at his own casino, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

The casino owner stood next to him, his head lowered, not daring to utter a word.

Originally, he had planned to send someone to reclaim the money and then wipe out the young punk—solving the problem once and for all.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xian’s power was way fiercer than he imagined—the people he sent to get the money were annihilated and the one leading them was scared shitless, refusing to go back reattempt.

Just when he was about to send someone again to confront Zhang Xian, Da Meng, the club owner, learned about the situation and summoned him over.

Luckily, this wasn’t his fault; it was due to Zhang Xian’s immense prowess which allowed him to change the dice surreptitiously. If it were his own negligence, he would have been severely punished.

"How did that guy suddenly appear out of nowhere? Why does he provoke us at every turn? Does he think we are easy to bully?" Da Meng grudgingly said.

Last time he had had someone investigate the debt issue and had found out that Zhang Xian didn’t have a good relationship with the Mu Family. But he didn’t act immediately; he wanted to sit by the sidelines to watch the drama unfold.

If that cheeky punk could beat the Mu Family down, he would be more than happy.

In fact, the cheeky guy had managed to do just that—he astonishingly sent the Five Brothers of the Mu Family to the hospital. If this news had gotten out, it surely would have sent shock waves across Sunset Town.

Originally, this was great news—beneficial for the Black Fist Club.

Da Meng didn’t want to dwell on the past issue anymore; it was, after all, a small matter.

However, yesterday, the punk daringly went to their Sunset Casino, won 150 million, and scared their people into fleeing.

On the surface, it may seem like he was in the right. They run the casino and he came to play—all was normal. The problem lies in the punk’s arrogance—he completely disregarded them, beating them up and trampling on them at will, totally ignoring their feelings. Now, with the remaining 130 million, they, the Black Fist Club, certainly couldn’t decline payment.

Unless...they eliminated the punk.

The casino owner glanced at Da Meng and asked, "Club owner, what should we do?"

"Originally, I wanted the punk to have a conflict with the Mu Family, allowing us to sit back and reap the benefits. However, the punk is too arrogant. Even if we don’t trouble him, he continues to provoke us, challenging our bottom line. We can’t tolerate him." After briefly hesitating, Da Meng ordered, "Now, get someone to apprehend the guy who owes us money."

The casino owner, confused, asked, "Club owner, why do we want to capture that guy?"

Da Meng snapped, "Are you fucking stupid? That guy dared to confront the Mu Family; do you think he’s simple? Don’t we need a legitimate reason to get him?"

The casino owner paused for a moment before hurriedly responding, "I...I will arrange to have that guy brought here right away."

"Go quickly..." Da Meng ordered.

Although, as a leader of a dark power, he was quite audacious, he always prioritized stability in everything. Otherwise, how could he hold a spot in the three-legged balance of Sunset Town?

Zhang Xian dared to challenge the Mu Family and even sent all the Five Brothers of the Mu Family to the hospital, he certainly wasn’t simple. Without absolute certainty of winning, Da Meng didn’t want to end up in an irreconcilable conflict with Zhang Xian.

Just as he had aspirations to unify Sunset Town, but his current strength was inadequate and he divulged no intention of his goal, in all matters, he strove for stability.

...

At noon, after lunch.

Zhang Xian lit up a cigarette, ready to leave.

He had reclaimed Mu Cheng’s territory and was now at complete odds with the Mu family. He planned to visit the Black Fist Club and bring it under his control.

Although he had no intention of accepting the 150 million he won at the Sunset Casino yesterday, it could serve as a fuse to clean up the Black Fist Club. He believed that those guys wouldn’t hand over the money willingly.

"Ring, ring..."

Suddenly, a mobile phone rang noisily.

Zhang Xian took out his phone and saw it was from Wang Zhong. He answered and asked, "Wang Zhong, what do you need from me?"

"Brother Xian save me!"

Zhang Xian was stunned and asked, "What happened? How did you get into trouble again?"

"It wasn’t me. The people at the Black Fist Club demanded that I repay my debt, and they captured me because I didn’t have the money."

Zhang Xian angrily said, "Damn it, didn’t I repay your debt for you?"

"They didn’t accept it. They said your money is yours, my money is mine. They can’t be lumped together."

Zhang Xian’s mouth twitched unnaturally a few times, and he asked, "Where are you? I was planning to go to the Black Fist Club anyway, so I will come and rescue you."

"I...I am at the headquarters of the Black Fist Club, in the underground boxing ring. Brother Xian, you must come! They said they would break my legs if I can’t pay them back."

"Stay where you are, don’t worry. I assure you that you will return safely." Zhang Xian smiled coldly, hung up the phone, got into the BMW parked nearby, stepped on the gas, and dashed out of the small courtyard.

When Wang Zhong was captured, it was obvious that the Black Fist Club wanted to strike him too. This battle was inevitable.

...

Sunset Town, Sunset Boxing Ring.

Da Meng was a bit worried after Wang Zhong had hung up the call after few words.

The Black Fist Club was one of the four major forces in Sunset Town. Their intimidation was not weak. How could Zhang Xian be so calm? He didn’t even ask for more details.

Although Da Meng couldn’t clearly hear what Zhang Xian said on the call, he could infer from Wang Zhong’s words that Zhang Xian didn’t take them seriously.

"Boss, has that guy arrived yet?"

A man with Big Head came over, flexed his muscles, and grumbled, "I haven’t had a good workout in a while; I feel all clenched up."

Da Meng glanced at Big Head and said, "He’s on his way and should arrive soon."

Big Head grinned, "Good. I hope the dude has some real strength. Wouldn’t want him to disappoint me. There haven’t been any challengers in Sunset Town recently. I feel like I’m going to rust."

The boss warned, "This guy might be pretty tough. He has put all five old bastards of the Mu family in the hospital. Be careful."

"Really? No matter how strong a kid is, how tough can he really be? I fight in the underground ring, these are not just empty tall stories." Big Head was full of confidence, "Also, those old bastards from the Mu family are nobody. They are just a bunch of stupid gluttons. I can easily handle them, let alone any trained fighter can easily knock them down."

Da Meng’s mouth twitched unnaturally, and he said, "Man, those were not just five old bastards. That kid has already knocked down quite a few people."

Big Head shrugged, "I wouldn’t care number he has taken down."

"Good, it’s best if you’re confident." Da Meng chuckled, "If he’s not that strong, just kill him. We still owe him 140 million."

Big Head chuckled, "No problem, he’s just a young punk. I can take him down quickly and easily."

Wang Zhong saw Big Head’s body full of solid muscles and his full confidence, and he became worried. Although Zhang Xian was powerful, the people here were also fierce!

Moreover, Zhang Xian was coming alone, while there were several top fighters here.

You need to know that this is not only the headquarters of the Black Fist Club and has strong defense, but it also speaks to the nature of underground boxing, which indicates that there are numerous tough fighters here, and each one is a brutal character.

Could Zhang Xian, with his lone force, incite an entire underground boxing club? The fighters in underground boxing are different from ordinary people - they fight to kill!

"Where’s the guy?"

Soon, Zhang Xian’s figure appeared in the boxing ring.

Seeing Zhang Xian, Big Head’s mouth twitched involuntarily, "Boss, don’t tell me this pale-faced kid is supposed to be my opponent. You’re insulting my strength!"

Da Meng was also surprised when he saw Zhang Xian.

How did that supposedly powerful guy turn out to look like this? He looked like a pretty boy. Did he take a wrong turn? That couldn’t be possible, right?

If that was not the case, was this guy too young? He looked like a fresh graduate. Could this kid, who knocked down tens of people and overpowered the Mu family, look like this?

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