You've become the warden, and you're telling me I'm an undercover agent?

Chapter 132 What are you pretending to be?
As Chi Ping chose [No], the things around him changed rapidly.

Chi Ping arrived at the time and place before the flashback.

This is the office of the Star City Warden. I haven’t been back for several days and I actually miss it a little.

At this time, Le Bai had just moved into Mang's house, and Wei San had just finished dealing with the gangs in Xingcheng in the morning.

Ikehira went over the events of the simulation in his mind.

The first to bear the brunt were naturally Jia Yu and Zheng Yan.

If these two guys joined forces sincerely, they would be very difficult to deal with even before their promotion.

His strength is much stronger than Gonggong.

Of course, if the battle is on water, coupled with Gonggong's sense of justice -

It should still be quite tough.

Although Wei San was far inferior to Gonggong, he was still a newly promoted special threat. However, he was taken away by Jia Yu and Zheng Yan while he was sleeping.

Just exercise a little more and it will be fine.

It seems that I have to take action myself to deal with Jiayu Zheng Yan.

The second is the Canjin Chamber of Commerce, which must be eradicated.

Fortunately, in the simulation, Wei San has become good friends with Sun Teng, one of the ten elders.

This time, I believe Sun Teng will give him face.

Then there is He Ku in Le Bai's body, and the Fanyang Gang's believers organization. Now that we have seen them, let's deal with them.

In order to avoid further casualties, this time only Chi Ping took Yu Yun there, going there in the name of study and investigation.

Mang refused to go. Chi Ping was afraid that Mang would be taken away by Jia Yu in his sleep. A few days later, he saw the corrupt Mang.

Mang, Huoba, Wei San took Cangran and Le Bai and settled in the suburbs on the edge of Fanyang, waiting for Chi Ping's order to rush in at any time.

Next, Chi Ping and Yu Yun took the high-speed train to Fanyang as usual.

Yu Yun sat to Chi Ping's right, and Chi Ping's seat was close to the aisle.

"Warden, I have a few questions about this inspection—"

"You decide for yourself." Before Yu Yun could finish her words, Chi Ping stood up and walked towards the seat in front.

When he got to the next carriage, he saw an old man in his seventies or eighties at the connection of the vehicles.

He was wearing a melon-shaped hat, holding the wall with one hand and holding a bucket of instant noodles with the other.

His knuckles were thick, and his hand, holding the instant noodles, was shaking. The whites of his eyes were a little cloudy, and sparse white hair and shriveled skin could be seen under the brim of his hat.

Seeing Chi Ping coming over, the old man made way for him.

Chi Ping just looked at him and didn't go over.

The old man looked up at him in surprise and continued to collect water. Steam was spreading, and the old man felt the temperature inside the bucket through the wall.

Those hands, too, had been ravaged by time. Their texture was rough, and the yellowed circles on their palms were calluses etched by the years.

"What are you pretending to be?"

Chi Ping asked. He snatched the instant noodles that the old man had just poured into the water and threw them into the trash can next to him: "Shi Lai."

The old man seemed anxious, trembling with anger. He stamped his feet again and pointed at Chi Ping with a trembling finger:
"You young man, what are you doing?!
"Staff—"

Before the old man could finish his words, Chi Ping punched him in the face, leaving a dent.

Then he kicked him on the kneecap which was suffering from rheumatic pain, and the old man shook and was about to fall down.

Chi Ping grabbed his vest and whispered in his ear:

"If you keep pretending, I'll put you in the trash can.

"When that brat comes online, I'll chat with him directly."

Then, I saw the old man's sunken face recovering little by little.

The meniscus that was broken by Chi Ping's kick was slowly recovering.

At that moment, a smile appeared on the old face:

"Are you awake?"

"How can I find you if you're not awake?"

Chi Ping pretended to cooperate, showing a moderate amount of impatience. At the same time, he threw out a little bait:
"Jia Yu and Zheng Yan have ideas about He Kule Bai. What do you think?"

As he spoke, Chi Ping had already pulled Shi Wang to a corner.

"What can I say? Of course it's a good thing! But are you willing to cooperate?"

When someone in the Ten-Faced God is promoted to S-level, Shilai's activity time will become longer, thus encroaching on Shiwang's activity time.

Of course he is happy.

"I'll cooperate with you, will you cooperate with me?" Chi Ping suddenly asked with a smile. "Of course." Shi Lai puffed out his chest.

"Then don't worry, I will definitely help Jia Yu."

Chi Ping said that he had prepared a big surprise for Jia Yu, so he smiled happily.

Shi Lai also smiled happily, and both sides felt that they had a bright future.

After getting off the car, the two went their separate ways.

Chi Ping arranged for Yu Yun to stay in the hotel. He didn't feel any discomfort, so he called Huoba, who was waiting in the suburbs, over.

It was already eight or nine in the evening, and the weather in the south was scorching. The gangsters' energy was overflowing, and they vented it not only in one-night stands but also in the ring.

At 8:30 in the evening, there will be a grand boxing match.

After the previous fifteen competitions, the champion will be decided in the final game tonight.

This match also attracted many important figures. For this reason, the top seed, eight-time champion, and Skull Crusher Qiu Daan even went to the important figures' box to say hello.

The atmosphere at the scene was very lively. The young lady holding the sign was wearing very little, and the clothes holding the buns were stuffed with cash from customers.

Many people here come here for Qiu Daan's reputation. Although his odds are very low, in the absence of any shady dealings, it can almost be said that if you bet, you will make money.

As for Qiu Daan’s opponent, he is also a fierce person on weekdays.

But when he faced Qiu Daan at this moment, he felt extremely frightened.

Even if he lost, he'd still get a decent amount of prize money for second place. But, was Qiu Daan's nickname "Skull Crusher" for nothing?
This guy's boxing is going to kill people.

He thought about withdrawing from the competition and giving up.

But the big guys above wanted to watch the last game, and he couldn't escape.

So he thought that after a few bones were broken, he would surrender.

Soon, with the host's exaggerated introduction, the unlucky guy appeared on the stage.

In the darkened conference hall, a spotlight shone on him. Fortunately, his face was covered with tattoos, which somewhat concealed his dejected expression.

He was in a low mood, just like the audience's sparse applause.

Basically no one thought he could win, and even fewer people thought he could walk off the ring alive.

After the host introduced the unlucky guy, he began to introduce Qiu Daan.

"Let us welcome! The eight-time champion! Skullbreaker with a record of 71 wins, 1 draw, and 0 losses! Qiu! Da! An!"

Following the host's deliberately drawn-out, odd emphasis, the spotlight shifted towards Qiu Daan's position, only to see—

A headless corpse stood on the ring!
The audience can identify the body as Qiu Daan by the body's iconic exaggerated muscles!
His muscles had swelled to the size of a human, and it was obvious that he was shot in the head when he was activating his ability.

The fracture was jagged and blood gushed out like a fountain.

He was beaten to death at the moment when the spotlight from the ring came over.

The unlucky guy closest to Qiu Daan saw clearly that when Qiu Daan was rubbing his hands in preparation for his fight, a man came up from the stage.

A two-meter-tall strong man.

The unlucky guy thought it was a service staff at first.

But he saw the strong man (Hoba) patting Qiu Daan on the shoulder. Qiu Daan turned around with a confused look on his face.

"Chi Ping said you should die."

Huoba just said this and then punched him.

The whole process was so simple, and Qiu Daan was gone.

Qiu Daan tried to muster up his muscles to resist, but it was too late and his head was smashed to pieces.

When the spotlight passed over the headless corpse and landed on Hoba, there was chaos at the scene.

"Who is he?"

"Where's Qiu Daan? Is he dead?"

“@##&! Pay me back!”

Huoba gave the unlucky guy a silly smile, and the latter was so scared that his legs went weak and he almost sat on the ground.

In the private room of the venue, Sun Teng and the rich girl took in all the scenes.

Sun Teng came here with a rich girl. She kept begging him, which gave Sun Teng a headache, so he came here using a fake identity.

The rich girl opened her cherry lips wide when she saw this, and Sun Teng also frowned.

He ordered the A-level bodyguard Fuda beside him, "Go and see what's going on."

Fu Da nodded, stood up and was about to leave. To him, how big of a problem could a fight with the Fanyang gang cause him?
Just as he was about to step down the stairs, a voice rang out in the box:
"You'd better not go down."

Sun Teng, the rich girl, and Fu Da were horrified to find that an executioner wearing a black windbreaker and a black alloy mask had appeared in the box at some point.

(End of this chapter)