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Yan Changge holds a box of tea leaves and looks at Qu Lian

Qu Lian (expressionless): I want to see what new things you can do with a box of tea!

Yan Changge (takes out a tea leaf and points it at Qu Lian): Sit up and move, or I'll give you this tea leaf.

Qu Lian: …

(Thirty-six)

None of the masters in the entire underground boxing arena could withstand a single move from Yan Changge. He stood in the middle of the arena that had been crumpled into a rag by him, holding a soft and fitting tie in his hand, yet he gave people an invincible feeling.

The whole place was silent, even the audience, no one dared to confront Yan Changge. The wire mesh that seemed to be for the safety of the audience in the past, but was actually for the purpose of confining the warriors for the entertainment of the audience, was no match for him. He could rush directly to the second floor and catch the people inside through the door, but if those who were watching in the hall on the first floor offended Yan Changge, they would not even have a chance to run away.

"Referee," Yan Changge suddenly asked, "Are the three matches recorded?"

"Uh, uh, yes, yes." The referee stammered. He had dared to mock Yan Changge at the beginning, but now he didn't dare to say a word.

"Can I make a backup copy?" Yan Changge asked, "Just now, I suddenly realized a set of swordsmanship during the competition, the same swordsmanship I used when fighting Ning Buzhe. I'm afraid I can't remember it, so I'll go back and watch the video and write it down, okay?"

"Well...I need to contact the organizer..."

"Really?" Yan Changge's face turned cold. "Do you need other people's permission to take back something that belongs to you? In fact, if you didn't get my permission, you shouldn't even have the video, right? Otherwise, if someone secretly learns my unique martial arts, who can I complain to?"

referee:"……"

"Also," Yan Changge glanced at Qu Lian and said, "I placed the bet in the name of my friend, so my chips should be redeemable immediately, right?"

"No, no problem..." The referee didn't know how much Qu Lian had bet, but he knew that the casino never owed money, so he answered affirmatively.

The casino manager who had just gotten up from his weak feet immediately fell back down after hearing what the referee said. It was over. The casino simply couldn't withdraw that much liquid funds! A few billion would definitely be no problem, but they won three billion in one go. Three billion. Most of the gray income from the boxing ring would be transferred to the people above. Where did they get so much money and exchange it immediately...

While lying on his stomach, he quickly took out his phone and sent a message to someone. Generally, when they encounter too much funds, no matter whether they can raise a large sum of money or not, he will contact this person. As long as he is contacted, the money will soon return to their account even if it has been spent. After all, the people above will not sit idly by and watch such a large amount of funds flow out.

"Oh, then I want to ask, if you want him to retire, how much money will it cost?" Yan Changge pointed at Ning Buzhe who was lying on the ground.

Hearing his words, Qu Lian couldn't help but clench his fists.

Fighters in underground boxing rings all sign contracts, which can be long or short. If they want to terminate the contract early, they need to pay a high penalty. The contracts they sign are generally unequal treaties, with contract periods exceeding national laws, and they cannot afford the penalty in their lifetime. These fighters rarely have a good ending. In the end, they either die in the ring or become paralyzed for the rest of their lives, living a lonely life.

"That needs to be checked," the referee replied. "I am not responsible for this aspect of the work."

"Check it out. I'll pay any amount. After all, it's an agreement. But the prerequisite is that I want to see the contract, not your exorbitant price." Yan Changgecai said arrogantly.

Of course he is very rich, he just won billions...

Since it was already agreed, Yan Changge took Qu Lian and carried Ning Buzhe to follow the referee to the office building, completely ignoring the other people who fell on the field, and also not caring about the stunned spectators around. He insisted on following the referee and no one dared to stop him. All the security personnel at the stadium took a few steps back unconsciously when they saw Yan Changge. They had originally blocked the door to stop Yan Changge, but now they automatically made way for him.

What? If you are not as good at martial arts as your opponent, you can use hot weapons? Don't be ridiculous. Yan Changge can catch bullets by holding a tie. Now he is holding Ning Buzhe in his hand? What? Ning Buzhe is not a weapon? Ning Buzhe is indeed not a weapon, but he has a sword in his hand!

The office area is completely different from the noisy and bloody stadium. It is clean and tidy here, with some neatly dressed people working here. The one who received Yan Changge was a gentle and elegant man wearing glasses.

"Hello, Mr. Yan." The man enthusiastically poured tea for Yan Changge and Qu Lian, looking very polite and courteous, making it difficult for people to feel bad about him.

Yan Changge threw Ning Buzhe to the ground casually, and then sat on the sofa with Qu Lian. The man said, "I am Feng Yao, in charge of the internal affairs of the boxing arena. All the files and contracts of the fighters are stored here. Mr. Yan, please take a rest and I will search for you right away."

Then he left the office, opened the file room opposite, and searched the room.

Qu Lian was about to speak when Yan Changge made a gesture to silence him.

Yan Changge looked around, quietly using his consciousness to sense the eavesdropping devices and surveillance cameras in the room. He could not tell the difference between the two types of surveillance equipment, but in this room, he felt that 37 electrical appliances were using electricity, and the only electrical appliances he and Qu Lian could see were the computer monitor and host on Feng Yao's desk, the three energy-saving light bulbs on his head, and a landline. Although there were air conditioners and printers in the room, they were not activated.

31 eavesdropping devices and surveillance cameras... Yan Changge calmly scanned the locations of these 31 instruments, reached out and picked up the tea box on the tea table, and poured the tea inside into the palm of his hand. The tea was in the shape of small round particles, exactly 32 particles, and the last one was left for Feng Yao himself.

Qu Lian watched Yan Changge's movements nervously, and saw that his usually narrow peach blossom eyes were now wide open. Yan Changge smiled slightly, held his palm with the hand without the tea leaves, kissed Qu Lian's cheek gently, and said, "Don't be nervous, relax, I'm here."

Usually when he did this, Qu Lian would relax no matter how nervous he was, but this time, his muscles were tense all the time, and his peripheral vision fell on Ning Buze who was lying on the ground from time to time.

Yan Changge glanced at Ning Buzhe and knew that he had made the right decision this time. Looking at Qu Lian's expression, he was determined to get Ning Buzhe to his side no matter what, even if it meant causing a commotion in this underground boxing arena.

Well, okay, he'd already made a scene once, but he wouldn't mind making a scene again.

Feng Yao searched for a while and found Ning Buzhe's contract. He handed it to Yan Changge and said, "According to the contract, Ning Buzhe needs to pay 2 billion yuan in liquidated damages if he leaves the boxing ring. We are not asking for an exorbitant price, it is all written in the contract. His contract still has 20 years left. According to his current net worth, he earns 10 million yuan in net profit for the boxing ring every year, which is 200 million yuan. According to the contract, early termination of the contract requires compensation of ten times the loss of the ring, so it is 2 billion yuan."

Faced with this astronomical number, Yan Changge remained calm and continued, "What about Lin Chenbing? The one ranked fifth?"

"Well..." Feng Yao said, "Please wait a moment. I will look for the contract."

After he left, Qu Lian glared at Yan Changge, gestured the word "two billion" with his lips, and silently said "unreasonable".

Of course it is unreasonable. The 20-year contract itself is a huge problem. A normal contract cannot be signed for so many years. Now Ning Buzhe earns 10 million yuan a year from the arena, but what if he is old and weak in 10 years? Can he still maintain his 10 million yuan income if he can't maintain the first place? In the end, he has to pay 10 times the profit. This is simply unreasonable. No wonder all the fighters can't leave the boxing ring and can only fight hard here. This kind of contract, no matter how much money they make, can't redeem themselves.

Just like the indentures of brothels in the past, people at the bottom of society cannot redeem themselves no matter what.

Feng Yao came back with Lin Chenbing's contract and said, "Lin Chenbing doesn't have that much money. After all, he is only ranked fifth. He only needs 1 billion."

It cost exactly 3 billion to redeem two people. Qu Lian couldn't help but suspect that this number was just calculated.

Hearing such a large sum of money, Yan Changge remained calm and asked, "What if I want to copy the video of the fight just now? Do I need more money?"

"Of course you don't need that," Feng Yao said, "This is yours, and it's only natural that you want to take it back. We at the boxing ring don't have any rights to it. Without your consent, we can't even play the video of the previous fight here at will."

"Very good," Yan Changge said, "I want the master copy of this video, and you need to delete all the backups. Is this a reasonable request?"

"No problem," Feng Yao said, "I'll send someone to do it right away, and bring Lin Chenbing here at the same time, what do you think?"

"Of course." Yan Changge said politely.

After the discussion, the atmosphere suddenly turned cold. Feng Yao took a sip of tea and said politely, "I thought Mr. Yan looked familiar, so I searched online and found that you are the most famous martial artist in Lincheng, the 'Strongest Motorcycle Policeman'. I am also a fan of Mr. Yan and have been following you for a long time."

After that, he showed his Weibo account to Yan Changge. Judging from the fan name, the person was indeed a fan of Yan Changge who had been following him for a long time. He also often commented on Weibo saying that he liked Yan Changge very much.

It looks quite real.

"I am deeply grateful for your kindness," Yan Changge said politely. "Mr. Feng is in charge of such an important position in such a large company. He must be an elite in society. I am a rough man with no knowledge and only strength. I admire Mr. Feng the most for his ability, culture and quality."

Qu Lian simply couldn't bear to look at Yan Changge. What did it mean to be a rough man with no knowledge and only strength? He was proficient in mathematics, physics and chemistry, and was still studying astronomy, geography and history. He had a very high literary literacy and was moving into computer and biomolecular engineering. He watched the news broadcast and People's Daily every day. How could he be called unlearned? Then what about him and Shen Yifei, who listened to Yan Changge's nonsense every day?

"Mr. Yan, you are too polite," Feng Yao, who was also good at speaking official language, said to Yan Changge politely, "I am powerless, but I envy martial arts masters like you, Mr. Yan, so I chose to work in an underground boxing ring. Our boxing ring is a formal company with approval documents from the state and the Wushu Association. We pay high taxes to the state every year and never evade taxes. We are very urbane businessmen."

Yan Changge also continued to lie to Feng Yao with his eyes wide open: "Of course, I just took a look at your file room through the door. The various files are very neatly arranged and clearly classified. There are also important documents stored in the safe on the wall. I believe that the company's senior management must be very relieved to hand over the files to you, Mr. Feng, for safekeeping."

Feng Yao's expression froze for a moment, then he returned to normal and laughed out loud, "Hahahaha, I'm so overjoyed to hear you, Mr. Yan, praise me so much!"

Yan Changge also laughed loudly at Feng Yao. The topic ended here, and soon Lin Chenbing and the video master were brought over.

Feng Yao was really good at handling things, and he completed the formalities quickly. During this time, Yan Changge woke up Lin Chenbing and Ning Buzhe, and asked them how many contracts they had signed and whether they had any other agreements. No one wanted to leave the arena, and Lin Chenbing and Ning Buzhe both expressed their willingness to follow Yan Changge. Yan Changge then completed the contract transfer procedures with Feng Yao, and from then on, Lin Chenbing and Ning Buzhe's next 20 years would belong to Yan Changge.

Just like the buying and selling of people in the old society, it is sad and desolate.

After signing the contract, Yan Changge asked Qu Lian to return the chips to the arena, saying that these chips would be used to offset 3 billion in cash. Feng Yao naturally agreed, and the money returned to the boxing arena's account.

During the signing process, the two of them were polite and complimented each other. This series of troublesome procedures took a whole night and was not completed until after ten o'clock the next morning. Feng Yao looked a little tired, while Yan Changge was always energetic. As for Qu Lian, he had already fallen asleep comfortably on Yan Changge's shoulder, looking particularly happy.

Before leaving, Feng Yao and Yan Changge said goodbye warmly, but Yan Changge, contrary to his previous politeness, said with a very cold expression: "Mr. Feng, I like your efficiency and attitude, but I like freedom and don't like being monitored by others all the time."

He then spread out his hands, took out one of the 32 leaves in his palm and placed it on Feng Yao's desk, then said, "But since you didn't do anything, I won't give you this tea leaf."

With that, he exerted force on his wrist, and the 31 tea leaves in his hand flew everywhere, accurately hitting 31 monitoring devices in the room.

In an instant, all the monitoring equipment was shattered and nothing survived.

Feng Yao's usually gentle expression suddenly became abnormally distorted. He stared at Yan Changge, his hand touching his waist, as if he was going to pull out something from his waist to attack Yan Changge in the next second.

"Oh," Yan Changge smiled faintly, "I have always been a sincere person. I never say one thing in front of others and do another behind their backs. Mr. Feng has been playing coy with me all the time, and I was really unhappy. Now that I see that Mr. Feng is finally willing to be honest with me, I am relieved. It is a great pleasure to cooperate with Mr. Feng this time, and I hope there will be opportunities for cooperation next time."

After saying that, he led the three people away in a very arrogant manner.

Behind him, Feng Yao's face turned pale and blue. Feng Yao's assistant standing behind him asked, "Mr. Feng, do you want to..."

Feng Yao shook his head slowly, his complexion slowly returning to normal. He said with a tired tone, "No, you are no match for him. A few days ago, we received news that the base in Fengcheng was wiped out by the police. It is said that Yan Changge was an assistant at the time. He also captured the three assassins we sent out to rescue Mr. Wang last time. He is now using tea leaves to establish his authority, which is naturally a warning to us. He has seen through our thoughts and will not allow us to act rashly. If we really take action, I am afraid that what is waiting for us will be the armed police ambushing on the road."

"Mr. Feng, are we just going to let him take Ning Buzhe away?" The assistant looked very unhappy, "Qu Lian is by his side!"

"Ning Buzhe is now unrecognizable and he doesn't remember anything. They took him away for the Qu family's mental skills. But the Qu family no longer has a martial arts genius, and Qu Lian is a useless person. Unless Qu Rui gets married and has children right away, and tries his best to give birth to a martial arts genius, what's the use of the Qu family's mental skills? The Qu family's martial arts will not be able to rise within 30 years, so don't worry about it." Feng Yao said, "But I'm still a little worried. I'll find a chance to take action when Ning Buzhe is alone, so that he can never remember the past!"

"Yes!" the assistant replied.

Feng Yao picked up the tea leaves that Yan Changge had placed on his desk. How strong was his internal strength and accuracy to smash all the surveillance equipment with 31 tea leaves that he could only use for tea? Yan Changge had never used any instruments to search in the office, so how did he find these 31 surveillance devices? He did not open the door when he opened the archive room, so how did Yan Changge know that there was a hidden safe in the wall? He repeatedly hinted and warned himself, what was his intention? This tea leaf...

Who would have thought that he would be threatened by a grain of tea leaf? Who is this ancient martial arts hermit?

On the way back, Qu Lian couldn't help looking at Ning Buzhe from the rearview mirror, so Yan Changge had to hold his shoulders and said, "Just focus on driving. When we get home, I'll put him in front of you so you can see enough."

"I'm not..." Qu Lian wanted to explain something, but Bie Yan Changge interrupted: "I know what you mean. I'll explain it to you when we get back. Let's settle Lin Chenbing and Ning Buzhe first."

"Where are we going to settle down?" Qu Lian asked.

"When I signed the contract to be the Qu family's worshiper, didn't Mr. Qu give me a villa? It's in the same residential area as yours, I just haven't lived there before. Now let's put them both there first, and we'll see what use they will have later." Yan Changge said, "By the way, the registration fee is one million, the initial capital is one million, and there's also the food, clothing, housing and transportation for these two people. I'm afraid I'm going to owe you a lot of money again. There's also a 10,000 yuan electricity bill, I'll pay it back after I get my salary."

"You don't need to pay me back," Qu Lian said as her peach blossom eyes scanned Yan Changge's chest, "Just pledge your love to me."

"Of course," Yan Changge said, "I have been doing it all the time."

What are you doing? Qu Lian gritted his teeth. He was almost depressed to death. How long would he have to recuperate? Was he stunned by Yan Changge's handsomeness last night? He had always thought he was number one, but now he always wanted Yan Changge's strong arms to hold him tightly and not let go...

Forget it, just focus on driving and don’t think about those trivial things.

Qu Lian flew all the way and sent several people back to the community.

"What should we do?" Ning Buzhe and Lin Chenbing asked after being settled.

They didn't believe that there were pure people in the world who would take out 3 billion without blinking an eye just to save them. Even if the money was free, who would take out the money that was about to enter their pocket without feeling any regret? It must be because they were worth more than 3 billion that Yan Changge would redeem himself for them.

"Well, I haven't thought about it yet," Yan Changge said after thinking for a moment, "How about this, when you have nothing to do every day, go to the police station to train the new police. According to Shen Yifei, the new police have reported for half a month and are undergoing physical training, but have not started martial arts training yet. You two are also my subordinates, and martial arts are mainly based on actual combat, so it is very suitable for me to teach them. In addition, when you are resting every day, if there are stray cats and dogs around, Remember to try your best to save them. If you need any expenses, please bring the invoice to me for reimbursement. Also, if you meet someone in need of help on the street, please help them as much as you can within your ability. You still have 20 years left on your contract. I will not return the contract to you until you can truly love this society and truly want to help the disadvantaged groups in society. I will return the contract to you."

Ning Buzhe Lin Chenbing: "..."

"This request is too difficult. You might as well hire us to kill people." Lin Chenbing said coldly.

"I'm holding your contract because it's difficult," Yan Changge said with a smile, "If I need you to kill someone, why would I need a contract? Wouldn't it be easier if I just poisoned or trapped you and forced you to kill someone?"

Ning Buzhe Lin Chenbing: "..."

Does this person have some problems with his brain circuit, or is he really a great good man?

"In addition," Yan Changge thought for a moment and then said, "I hope you can do your best to be honest when teaching the new police officers. They are all dedicated to the country, the people, and our ability to live happier and more fulfilled in this society. Their lives are above all else. If possible, I hope you can teach them how to save their lives as much as possible, so that these selfless and noble people can fight for a glimmer of hope for themselves."

Ning Buzhe Lin Chenbing: "..."

Why do I feel like vomiting blood? How come this person's language seems to be more offensive than his martial arts!

After giving serious instructions to the two, Yan Changge and Qu Lian returned to their rooms.

Although Qu Lian slept last night, he was still very tired because of his bad sleeping posture. He should have gone to bed immediately after returning home. But he couldn't sleep now. As soon as he entered the room, he immediately grabbed Yan Changge's hand and said, "Changge, that Ning Buzhe, I think he..."

"What do you think? You don't think he was one of the assassins who killed your father and brother? It doesn't look like it. He should not have been very old twenty years ago." Yan Changge said meaningfully, as if reminding Qu Lian of something.

"No, no," Qu Lian shook his head, "I really care about the Qu family's mental method, but he... I don't know why, but when I see him, I feel so distressed and sad. I seem to have unspeakable feelings for him! Why is it like this?"

Yan Changge said, "Qu Lian, I remember you once told me that when you were fifteen, you and your elder brother were assassinated. Your elder brother threw you into the river and led the assassins away. What happened next? Where did you find your elder brother's body? How did you know it was his?"

"It was winter, and the natural lake outside the city had frozen over. My brother threw me into the artificial scenic lake, which was still frozen." Qu Lian recalled, "It snowed heavily that night. After I was rescued the next day, my uncle led people to look for my brother everywhere. Finally, three days later, a corpse that had been soaked so much that the face could not be seen was found under the frozen lake outside the city."