You said you would tell fortunes, so you can catch ghosts and exterminate zombies easily?

Lin Jingmo shook his head.

"What's there to be curious about? The amusement park that the teahouse owner knows about isn't very secluded, so he probably can't come up with any particularly novel ways to play."

Shang Xiangyun looked him over carefully, then said with disdain, "You're really boring."

She turned her head and looked at Su Chen with anticipation.

Su Chen smiled.

He wasn't very keen on going.

but……

He subconsciously did some calculations and raised an eyebrow.

Shang Xiangyun noticed his movement and blinked: "So, so? Are you going?"

“If you go, Jingmo will definitely go too. I’ll call Shaoqing later, and we’ll all have fun together.”

Lin Jingmo straightened up and looked at Su Chen curiously: "Are you really going?"

Su Chen shrugged.

"The divination indicates a pleasant surprise."

"It's not like we're going to run into an absolute beauty, is it? I've seen a lot of people these days, but they're all either of high status or have powerful backgrounds, and I can't afford to offend any of them. If I could meet a poor, pitiful beauty, I'd definitely..."

Lin Jingmo asked sharply, "How many months to raise it?"

Before Shang Xiangyun could answer, he lazily replied for him: "No matter how many months, according to your habits, you won't last more than half a year."

"Aren't you going to spoil the fun?" Shang Xiangyun glared at him, then looked at Su Chen with a smile, "Then it's settled. I'll call Shaoqing right now and ask him to make time for the evening!"

Night fell quickly.

After the meal, a car carrying four people left the small building and stopped outside a somewhat secluded small factory half an hour later.

After getting off the bus, Wei Shaoqing squinted suspiciously and looked over. In the dim light, he could vaguely make out a few words: "Sewing machine?"

"Is this a sewing machine factory?"

He jumped a few times, then tilted his head back to see what was inside.

Shang Xiangyun patted him twice: "Stop jumping around. The boss said that this is not a place for ordinary people. He only told me because we clicked."

He raised an eyebrow with obvious smugness as he spoke: "Keep an eye on them."

He walked to the gate, pulled on the brass ring on the gate, and knocked on it rhythmically.

Lin Jingmo pursed his lips: "I have a feeling that anything can be found in here. We need to be careful later."

Wei Shaoqing nodded.

He glanced at Su Chen and smiled again: "But with Master Su here, there's no need to be so nervous."

As they were talking, a small compartment in the iron gate opened, revealing an old man's face.

He asked, "What did you eat today?"

Shang Xiangyun immediately replied, "Crocodile brand leather shoes."

Wei Shaoqing and Lin Jingmo exchanged a glance, quickly concealing the surprise in their eyes.

A small door on the iron gate opened, and the old man cheerfully invited, "Guests, please come in."

Shang Xiangyun took out a pack of cigarettes and handed it over. The old man's smile became even brighter. After they all went inside, he casually reminded them as he closed the door, "Today is the 2nd, so you guests can go and have some fun over there first."

"Thanks."

Shang Xiangyun waved to him, turned around and walked forward, explaining to them as she went, "The gatekeeper said to just call him Lao Luo."

"It is said that he was quite arrogant when he was young. He would beat up anyone who messed with him, and he didn't even spare the elderly and children in his family. When he got old, his children didn't want to take care of him. When he got sick, they would just leave him on the roadside and ignore him. It was the boss here who took him in."

As he spoke, he looked closely at the three factory buildings and one building in the distance: "These buildings are all dark, how can we play there? But the factory buildings have lights on."

As he walked, he wondered, "Is he involved in underground boxing? Or is he a businessman? Or just a foot masseur?"

Lin Jingmo curled his lip: "Shut up, let's go inside and talk."

Before they even got close, someone stopped them.

"Wait, there are tickets too?"

"We have no idea what's going on inside, so why are they charging admission?"

Despite his dissatisfaction, Shang Xiangyun quickly reached into his pocket: "How much per person?"

"Fifty?!"

Shang Xiangyun raised an eyebrow: "Luckily it wasn't expensive, otherwise we wouldn't have gone in and would have turned around and left."

After paying, he pressed down on the shoulder of the person collecting the money and winked at them, then casually handed them a pack of cigarettes: "Brother, tell me how to play here. I came here on someone's recommendation, and I'm afraid of breaking the rules."

Upon seeing this, the man carefully examined the four of them.

Helpless, Shang Xiangyun handed over two more tickets. The man immediately chuckled and said, "We have plenty of fun things to do here. It just depends on whether it suits you. If you encounter something you don't like, don't shout. Just leave. If you're too loud and disturb the peace, we'll ask you to leave."

"Nothing else?"

The man shook his head: "There are too many fun things to do; you'll have to experience them for yourselves."

"But today, the 2nd, is expected to be quite lively."

Shang Xiangyun raised an eyebrow: "Where is number 2?"

The man pointed to the factory building furthest away.

"Brother, thanks."

As the group approached the last factory building, Shang Xiangyun chuckled upon hearing the commotion emanating from inside: "I guarantee there are at least a hundred people inside!"

"Could it really be an underground boxing match?"

Lin Jingmo didn't answer him, but directly lifted the heavy curtain and went inside.

As soon as you enter, you are faced with a two-meter-high staircase.

It has a strange, foul smell.

When he climbed up and looked inside, Lin Jingmo's pupils constricted slightly.

"Let me see how fun this is..." Shang Xiangyun's voice stopped, staring incredulously at the makeshift arena in front of him.

Wei Shaoqing glanced at it and lowered his voice: "Are these people crazy? Making children fight wolves?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the wolf leaped up and pounced on the wounded little boy, biting his neck.

By the time Su Chen arrived, the little boy had almost bled out.

The people around erupted in enthusiastic cheers, while some among them sighed with regret.

Su Chen glanced at it and heard Lin Jingmo say, "This is absolutely outrageous!"

Shang Xiangyun nodded emphatically: "Nobody does this in Hong Kong, right? This is the mainland, isn't anyone going to do anything about it?"

Su Chen glanced around indifferently.

His gaze fell on the little boy, and his eyes dimmed.

The whistle sounded.

The wolf ran around the area happily twice before disappearing into the open doorway.

Only after the iron gate was lowered did two people wearing masks and white coats enter, carrying the little boy away one after the other.

The cheers from the audience gradually subsided.

The host, holding a microphone, came up.

"The result of the last game is obvious, congratulations to our Wolves, victory!"

Cheers erupted again.

The host raised his hand and pressed it down, signaling everyone to calm down, before continuing, "The next match will take place in half an hour. As usual, please choose your opponent."

A display board was pushed out.

There are all kinds of animals on it.

Wei Shaoqing narrowed his eyes: "If lions and tigers come, how can that person survive?"

Shang Xiangyun shook his head.

He paused, then asked in a low voice, "Were the children abducted?"

No one answered him.

Someone noticed they had just arrived and cheerfully came over, handing them paper and pen: "Aren't you going to choose? Write 'Lion,' the lion versus Xiao Wang. Last time, Xiao Fu competed against Xiao Wang, and Xiao Fu lost. Xiao Fu got his belly ripped out by the lion. I want to see if Xiao Wang will also get his belly ripped out if he competes against the lion."

Shang Xiangyun frowned: "Xiao Wang... is he a person? And a child?"

Upon hearing this, the man looked him over carefully, then narrowed his eyes slightly: "What? Are you unhappy?"