My Father the Southern Immortal Emperor

Chapter 70 I Want to Borrow Your Head!

"What's? Killing someone?" Jordan shouted loudly. After which, he stopped talking and shock filled his face.

"What do you think?" Said Leon.

"Brother, are you sure you want to go? That place is very dangerous and you could be killed there." Jordan's lips clamping down on a cigarette shook slightly. He was confused by his brother.

"A man must move forward with courage. Kill anyone who gets in your way."

Leon patted her on the shoulder with a smile and reassured, "Don't worry. Because I said that we're gonna kill somebody, somebody's gonna die, and it's not us. Of course, you don't have to leave if you're scared."

Jordan looked at him deeply and decided to go with him after sighing softly. The two of them headed to the underground fight club controlled by Erson.

On the way there, Jordan introduces the illegal fight club to Leon. In short, the underground illegal fight club can be summed up in four words: "There are no rules!"

Illegal fighting is different from regular sanshou and kickboxing. In illegal combat, fighters fight in a game of life and death. Despite the prohibition on the use of weapons, the fighters were allowed to use whatever techniques they could. As a result, the fight would usually be terrible and filled with violence.

Since illegal fights will always end in severe injuries and deaths, usually no one chooses to become an illegal fighter unless they are like Jordan and have no choice.

Coincidentally the horror attracted many spectators to watch the bloody show. Naturally, illegal fights are always related to betting. All fighters must have a boss behind them. As the fighters fought with their lives, it was for the sake of a huge prize money, the bosses would bet among themselves. Meanwhile, the organizers of the fight club will take the opportunity to open the bets to the spectators for them to place bets.

Jordan had only arrived at his destination after walking for more than half an hour with Leon.

It was an underground garage in an area close to the outskirts of the city. There was a small door in the garage. Two tall and strong men guarded the door, each holding a metal detector.

The first man grinned in disdain as soon as he saw Jordan. "Yo, Jordan Cockroach. Your bones are pretty strong, huh? You can already move after being beaten up like a mutt a few days ago."

Jordan's face immediately reddened upon hearing the nickname Cockroach Jordan.

The reason for his nickname was the fact that he was still alive after participating in the underground fight club over 20 times. The worst thing that ever happened was a serious injury. Therefore, many people gave him the nickname Cockroach Jordan, which meant that he was unconquerable and as strong as a cockroach.

The man glanced at Leon. "Who is this guy, Cockroach Jordan?"

"He is my friend. He is also here to fight," Jordan replied coldly.

The man laughed out loud. He said as he looked at Leon, "Damn, this is a cockroach again. Mr. Cockroach, since you are new, you will have to pay 100,000 yuan as a deposit."

"Isn't it always 10,000 yuan as a deposit for newcomers? When did that become 100,000 yuan?" Jordan's expression changed when he felt annoyed.

"Whatever I say is the rule. Whether you want to come in or not!" The hunk shrugged his shoulders.

Leon's eyes turned cold as soon as the man finished speaking. After which, he slapped his palm hard!

Bang, bang!

The two people were thrown off violently and no one knew if they were still alive or not.

The movement happens at the speed of light. Jordan didn't even see it clearly. He only exclaimed in shock as he jolted back to his senses, "Leon, you..."

"Why bother chatting with these dogs?!" Leon lowered his hand slowly and growled in annoyance.

...

At the same time in the Emperor Fight Club, there was a sofa behind the fence on the second floor. A man in a suit sat on the sofa while crossing his legs.

The young man was around 24 or 25 years old and was rather handsome. However, his handsome face was filled with seriousness at this moment.

Erson threw his phone and cursed, "Omong is empty! All that bullshit!"

The subordinate standing next to him immediately knelt down. He did not even dare to breathe loudly for fear of being executed.

Erson asked a few seconds later, "Why isn't Jordan's trash here today?"

"Mr Erson, Cockroach Jordan just fought a few days ago. His brow bone was fractured, so I guess he will be bedridden for at least ten days to half a month" one of his subordinates said immediately.

"That bastard's in luck then!" Erson pulled a woman nearby into his arms. He caressed the woman's body as he pleased.

The woman groaned uncomfortably and said softly, "Master Erson, I don't understand. Jordan has offended you. However, not only did you not kill him, but you also invited him to fight in our fight club."

"You know nothing!" Erson glared at him with disdain. "It would be too easy if I killed him for offending me. I have to make him feel better dead than alive. Wasn't he full of his own pride before? I'll use his weakness, that of his son, so he'll be my human sandbag for maximum torture."

"He'll be lucky if he dies in a fight. If he manages to survive 80 fights, I will have my men cut off his limbs and his son, cut off his tongue, pluck out his eyeballs, he said, and sent him to a circus in France to be a freak!"

People were surprised to hear it.

Strange people are treated like animals in a circus and will be locked up in cages. They would be a tourist spectacle, and some tourists even threw arrows at people inside the cages. Such cruel behavior is very popular in Western countries.

At that moment, two loud rumblings sounded. From the outside, two people were thrown inside and they hit the battle ring hard, shocking everyone.

Next, a pair of people entered through the entrance slowly. They are Leon and Jordan.

Erson pushed the woman in his arms as soon as he saw Jordan. He immediately stood up and said while looking very grim, "What are you doing, Jordan?"

He had set up a fight club for two years, and no one dared to provoke him. This was the first time such an incident had happened, so it made sense that he was angry.

Jordan explained firmly, "i brought my friend to fight, but..."

"But we're also here to destroy your club" Leon cut it off before he even finished speaking.

Leon then observed the place expressionlessly. The entire fighting club was categorized into three levels. The main crowd gathered on the first floor occupying almost 1,000 square meters. There were three floodlights above them.

Meanwhile, there was a space in the middle of the fight club that was decorated with red carpets. There were three rings in the space, and several half-naked men swung their fists in the ring.

About 1,000 people gathered on one floor in that fight club alone. However, they were all watching Leon and Jordan while holding their breath at this moment.

The two stormed the place and announced that they were destroying the place! They're totally nuts!

Naturally, most of the audience turned their attention to Erson.

Erson looks very angry. After staring intently at Leon, he suddenly said, "Brother, are you sure you're here to fight? There is something I want to remind you of before. Did you know that fighting can cause your death? If you kneel to me now..."

Leon looked into his eyes fearlessly and replied expressionlessly, "Fighting is the second most important thing I did today. I'm here basically to borrow something from you."

Instead of being angry, Erson smiled amusedly. "I want to know what you want to borrow. Could it be a coffin to bury yourself?"

He's already very angry. Now that Leon was toying with him, the intent to kill him increased.

Click!

Leon lit a cigarette and grinned while blowing the smoke ring casually.

"I want to borrow your head!"