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The next day, Chu Ziyu walked out of the company building holding a cardboard box, still recalling what the boss had said to him, "Yu, have you offended anyone? I really can't keep you here, you'd better find another job."

Chu Ziyu just wanted to cry out to the sky, what kind of father would destroy his own son's job?

"Boss, you are not my biological son." 6872 added indifferently from the side.

Chu Ziyu looked at 6872 with resentment, "Shut up!"

"And your new father's men are ambushing you in the alley ahead. We don't recommend you take the road ahead. We suggest you turn." 6872 added lightly.

Chu Ziyu paused when he heard this, turned his head and looked towards the alley next to him, and sure enough, he saw a few figures.

Chu Ziyu's eyes lit up, "Coming." He carried the packed boxes and walked straight into the alley.

As a result, within three minutes, he was knocked unconscious. Chu Ziyu returned to the system space and looked at the outside world through the task panel.

The big brother in black put away the stick that had knocked him unconscious, grabbed his collar and threw him into the car. Bang, a bump appeared on Chu Ziyu's head. The big brother closed the car door neatly and drove away.

"Let me go, I want to kill him, and we'll die together. Do you know what it means to be gentle with women? Rubbish, bah!"

In the system space, 6872's chubby little hands pulled hard on Chu Ziyu who had exploded.

"Boss, this is unreasonable. No one can wake up immediately after being hit with a stick. Just bear with it, just bear with it."

Chu Ziyu was so angry that he sat on the ground, "I am trying to usurp the throne, what the hell, targeting me!"

At this time, Chu Ziyu was lying in the back seat of the car, feeling the bumps and shakes of the car.

There was a faint smell of gasoline in the car, the windows were closed, and the air seemed a little stuffy.

As time went by, the car gradually drove out of the city and entered a remote road. Through the car window, the scenery outside became more and more desolate. Chu Ziyu's injury had been cured by medicine long ago. He was too lazy to argue with this group of rough guys. He moved a little, changed to a comfortable position, and began to fall asleep.

When Chu Ziyu woke up again, he was tied up on a chair. Chu Ziyu thought to himself, "This new father is awesome! Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. Is he trying to kill me or what?"

At this time, a man in a black suit walked in. His eyes were cold, revealing an invisible majesty.

The man walked up to Chu Ziyu, looked down at him, and said, "Are you Chu Ziyu?"

Chu Ziyu stared at him with a look of panic on his face, but he did not directly answer his question. Instead, he tried to change the subject: "What do you want to do?"

The man ignored his answer and waved as a man walked in from the doorway. "Blindfold him, take him to the ring, and get him on the stage."

The subordinate hesitated, "Young Master, this is the son that the Lord just found. Isn't it a bit..."

The man turned his head suddenly and shot a sharp look at the subordinate who was speaking, "I don't need you to teach me how to do things!" The subordinate trembled all over and quickly responded.

After Chu Ziyu was blindfolded, the man whispered, "Be smart and don't beat him up. But he has to stay in bed for a few months."

Chu Ziyu was then taken to the boxing ring and the blindfold was removed.

He looked around and found himself standing on a boxing ring, with a group of spectators sitting below, shouting excitedly. At this time, a burly man walked out of the door opposite. He was shirtless and muscular, and he looked like someone who was not easy to mess with. Chu Ziyu looked like he was crying out in pain and wanted to kill him, but he was calm inside.

"Tsk tsk tsk, that's it."

And his new Daddy was watching him in the VIP room of the audience stand. Without the permission of his lord, how could anyone dare to send Chu Ziyu to the boxing ring?

Zhao Zilong looked at Chu Ziyu on the stage leisurely. After all, he also saw the playful look in his eyes. Sitting next to him was his brother Wang Zherong, whom he had known for many years. "Old Zhao, your son is quite interesting. He is not what he seems."

"Yeah, that's beyond my expectation."

The referee gave the order and the match began. The big man rushed towards Chu Ziyu like a tiger descending from the mountain. Chu Ziyu nimbly dodged sideways and kicked the big man's knee at the same time. The big man snorted coldly, but he didn't dodge or evade. He stretched out his hand to grab Chu Ziyu's ankle and threw it hard. Chu Ziyu was thrown into the air and was about to fall to the ground. But he turned over in the air and landed steadily.

Chu Ziyu sighed inwardly, this guy is really strong. He decided to change his strategy and no longer fight the big man head-on. He flashed and went behind the big man, and attacked the big man's back with lightning speed. The big man turned around and fought back, but Chu Ziyu's movements were faster, and he immediately retreated after the attack.

The battle on the stage became more and more intense, drawing cheers from the audience. Zhao Zilong smiled, very satisfied with Chu Ziyu's performance. Wang Zherong opened his mouth in surprise. Although he thought Chu Ziyu was not just timid on the surface, he obviously did not expect Chu Ziyu to be so powerful.

Soon, the big man was knocked to the ground by him, and the referee raised his hand. Chu Ziyu won the game, and he was gasping for breath.

However, he did not notice that in the audience, there was a pair of sharp eyes staring at him. It was a young man next to Zhao Zilong, named Cao Jianming. He looked at Chu Ziyu thoughtfully, as if thinking about something. Soon he walked to Zhao Zilong and whispered, "Lord, I think it's okay..."

Zhao Zilong's expression was frowned at first, then slowly relaxed, and then he exclaimed: "Okay, I'll do as you say."

Then Zhao Zilong waved his hand, called over his subordinates in the boxing ring, and whispered, "You go..."

After the match, Chu Ziyu found that he was not taken away from the boxing ring, but came to the negative third floor of the boxing ring. This place was both similar and different from the boxing ring above. There was madness in the eyes of the people in the audience, and the players on the field were fighting to the death. There were scattered bloodstains everywhere on the field. When Chu Ziyu came down, the player on the stage had just been hit in the head by his opponent's elbow.

Chu Ziyu murmured, "Old man, you are nothing."

Chu Ziyu fought in the life-and-death fighting arena for a whole day and night. It can be said that except for his face, there was no intact part of his body, and he was covered with wounds. Finally, he was exhausted and was brought in front of Zhao Zilong. Zhao Zilong looked at the embarrassed Chu Ziyu and showed a satisfied smile.

He extended his hand towards Chu Ziyu and said, "Welcome to my world, Ziyu. From today on, you are officially the young master of our gang."

"Oh, you may not know that you are my son, but you should also know that I don't value blood ties very much. There are still many people in the gang who want to replace you..."

Chu Ziyu raised his head and looked at Zhao Zilong firmly, vowing to himself that he must escape from this place. However, he was well aware of the predicament at hand and could only endure it temporarily and look for an opportunity.

"Why are you pretending to be so high and mighty?" Chu Ziyu cursed in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

He shook Zhao Zilong's hand, forced a smile, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for your appreciation."

Zhao Zilong didn't care when he heard Chu Ziyu's unfamiliar name. After all, this son was dispensable to him. But his fighting ability was strong after all, so he was still useful for the time being. He patted Chu Ziyu on the shoulder and turned to leave.

Afterwards, Chu Ziyu was taken to a simple room with only a bed and some basic daily necessities. He lay on the bed, the pain in his body making him almost unable to move. But his mind was unusually clear, and he began to think about how to get rid of Zhao Zilong's control and regain his freedom.

There were more than 20 guards outside the house, each holding a weapon and with a serious face. At this time, he was seriously injured and his body was at its limit. He didn't even have the strength to stand up, let alone escape.

"Tong, I can't do it anymore. I can't get up. Let Xiao An come and save me."

"Oh, you mean, let the unarmed Lin Shangshen fight his way in and out alone to save you who can fight in the fighting arena for a whole day and night?"

"Stop, stop it, stop bullying me, give me a drop of recovery potion."

"One drop?"

"Yes, hurry up."

After the potion entered his body, Chu Ziyu instantly felt full of energy. Although his injuries were not completely healed, it was enough.

"Assholes, I'm here, and the escape plan playA is activated."

When Lin Ci'an returned home, he did not see Chu Ziyu. He felt a little confused and uneasy, because Chu Ziyu should be waiting for him at home at this time. So he decided to go to the company to find him.

When Lin Ci'an arrived at the company, he learned a shocking news: Chu Ziyu had been fired that morning.

"Where did he go?" Lin Ci'an panicked. He kept calling Chu Ziyu as he walked, but no one answered. He searched along the perimeter of the company, and his younger brothers came to help.

"Brother Lin, Brother Lin, here, this alley, come quickly." Zhao Jingcheng's voice came from Lin Ci'an's phone.

Lin Ci'an stood beside the mess of cardboard boxes on the ground. Without saying a word, he silently picked up the scattered things and put them back into the box. The moment the box was picked up, it instantly cracked from the bottom, and all the things fell to the ground in pieces.

Lin Ci'an clenched his palms so tightly that the cardboard was deformed.

"Brother Lin, you..."

Lin Ci'an threw the paper shell aside, took off his coat and gathered the things on the ground, "Let's go, let's continue looking."