The fox was furious when it heard this.
You should know that inside the Jianghe Hotel, Fox had made many acquaintances with the big shots there.
Among these bigwigs, some are the very foundation of Jianghe Hotel's enduring success.
But today, he encountered a tough nut to crack, and the key point is that this tough nut to crack is a commoner.
"Alright, kid, since you want to increase your stakes, I'll just put up another 100,000 Federal Credits. Is that alright?"
Fox knew very well that Ye Liangchen, a commoner, appearing in the fighting arena meant he was obviously trying to earn Federal Currency.
"No, fox, this is not enough."
"Kid, what do you mean?"
The fox was truly enraged this time. Keep in mind that as a client of the River Hotel's fighting arena, his daily profit was only 20,000 Federal Credits.
But this time, even 100,000 wasn't enough for him.
"Fox, your 100,000 is only valid for one round. If you lose, and they send more people over, won't you have to keep raising the stakes?"
Upon hearing Ye Liangchen's words, the fox laughed in anger.
"Kid, it seems you really are a commoner, with no knowledge at all. Don't worry, I'll make sure you can't last even one game."
At this moment, a group of people had gathered around the three of them.
However, after hearing the conversation, they could only manage a wry smile.
A group of people were whispering among themselves.
Hualang, once the most capable distributor in Jianghe Group, has now fallen to the point of cooperating with Chenmin.
At this moment, Hua Lang led Ye Liangchen aside.
"Kid, there's a shortcut here. You'd better leave now."
"Hua Lang, don't worry, I'm on your mind."
Seeing Ye Liangchen's confidence, Hua Lang felt uncertain.
Meanwhile, Fox began to gather his men. As long as he could drive Hua Lang away, he would become the largest channel for superhumans at Jianghe Hotel.
Therefore, it's not impossible for him to obtain a minor shareholder position at Jianghe Hotel.
"Demon Wolf, do you even know how many men this fox has under his command? You're being too reckless. I think you..."
"Hua Lang, this is already the worst possible outcome. Since that's the case, why don't we give it our all?"
Upon hearing Ye Liangchen's words, Hua Lang recalled himself two years ago, and when he thought about the present, he fell silent.
Inside the fighting arena, in the very center area, the duel suddenly stopped.
"What's going on? Why was the duel delayed?"
"Exactly, what's going on with your God of Slaughter Arena?"
...
"Gentlemen, we have decided to add a duel on short notice, and this duel is a wager between Hua Lang and Fox."
Upon hearing this, the audience quickly calmed down.
Hua Lang, the former King of Honor in the God of Slaughter Arena, whose subordinates were once the honor of the God of Slaughter Arena.
The fox was his subordinate, but the two later had a falling out.
The fox rose to prominence and continuously suppressed the wolf, and recently the wolf has completely faded into obscurity.
"Looks like a money-making opportunity has arrived."
"yes."
...
Soon, most people had sided with the fox's villains.
Hua Lang's Ye Liangchen was ignored.
However, the fox's insiders have already spread the word that Hua Lang has degenerated to the point of cooperating with the Dust People.
This makes it even more shameful.
The difference in the number of supporters on the screen is also enormous.
One had zero supporters, while the other had nearly a thousand.
The amount of money displayed on the screen is also constantly increasing.
But the amount on the other end is still zero.
"Holy crap, does this mean we won't make any money at all?"
"A commoner? What fool would support a commoner?"
"Actually, one idiot is enough. We can split a small portion of the prize money. After all, even a small amount is still something."
...
While everyone was still speechless, the fool they had been waiting for finally began.
Suddenly, someone showed their support under Ye Liangchen's profile picture, and immediately donated 50,000 Federal Credits.
Soon, there was a second one.
Hua Lang, who was not far away, saw that there were people supporting Ye Liangchen on the screen.
He was still hesitating, which made him feel incredibly guilty.
He then took out his last remaining funds.
"Forget it, I'll just go for it."
After seeing the number of supporters for Ye Liangchen.
The villain's supporters were overjoyed.
Because they thought their chance to make money had come.
As time went on, the amount of money supporting Ye Liangchen quickly stagnated.
Ye Liangchen was sitting in a dark corner, with only one chair.
The villain, on the other hand, sits in luxurious rooms.
In the luxurious preparation room, leather sofas exuded an air of opulence, and various exquisite tables were arranged in a pleasing, staggered fashion. The villain sat leisurely on the sofa, someone carefully relaxing his muscles beside him. A smug smile appeared on his face, as if victory was already in his grasp.
There was a person kneeling on the ground, and her movements were very practiced.
The thug was shirtless, revealing his body covered in tattoos that resembled venomous snakes, coiling and twisting across his skin, sending chills down one's spine. His eyes were fierce and cold, seemingly able to pierce one's soul, making it impossible to look him in the eye.
Several maids stood beside him, serving him cautiously, afraid of offending him at the slightest provocation. Their eyes were filled with fear and awe, as if the man before them were a demon who might devour them at any moment.
The villain sat in a chair, a glass of wine in his hand, slowly sipping it. A slight, smug smile played on his lips. He knew these maids feared him and dared not disobey his orders. He enjoyed this feeling of control, this sense of awe he inspired.
Suddenly, the villain stood up and smashed his wine glass to the ground. The sound of the glass shattering echoed through the room, sending chills down everyone's spine. The maids trembled with fear and knelt on the floor, too terrified to look him in the eye.
The thug approached a maid, lifted her chin with his hand, and looked into her eyes. The maid's eyes were filled with fear and helplessness; she didn't know what this man would do to her. The thug smiled, then forcefully shoved her to the ground. The maid groaned in pain, but she dared not resist and could only endure it silently.
The villain stared at the maids on the ground, a surge of pleasure coursing through his eyes. He knew these maids were his slaves, his playthings. He could torture them at will, making them wish they were dead. He relished this cruelty, this agony.
After feeling better, he slowly left.
After he went outside, he found that the fox was waiting for him in the passageway.
"Fox, why make a commoner fight me? Don't you think it tarnishes my record?"
"You villain, if you torture and kill this person on the spot this time, I'll give you 300,000 Federal Credits, how about it?"
"Okay, actually, torture is my favorite thing to do."
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