My Father the Southern Immortal Emperor

Chapter 71 The Battle

Whahuh?

He wants to borrow Lord Erson's head?!

The crowd moved uncomfortably as Leon said that. Everyone in the underground fight club stopped breathing for a moment. They think they are hallucinating.

"This guy is crazy! Forget that he invaded this place. I can't believe he had the guts to say that he wanted to borrow Mr. Erson's head! Didn't he really mean to kill Mr Erson?"

"That's crazy."

"Who is Mr Erson?"

"He comes from the Stone family, the richest family in Likuan City. It would not be an exaggeration if I were to describe him as a man with a frightening background. He runs some companies of his own like this underground fight club and he hires many experts to work for him."

"Geez!"

"That's the end of this man!"

Everyone shook their heads instinctively.

"You motherfucker!"

As expected, Erson rampaged furiously while his face turned sullen. When has anyone ever threatened him like that? He glared at Leon coldly without hiding any killing intent on his face at all.

"I'm right here. Let's see if you have the power to borrow my head from me."

At the same time, the more than ten people behind Erson took a step forward in unison. They all looked at Leon dangerously.

"Hehe, there's no need to rush. No one can refuse what I want to borrow."

Leon shook his head in a careless manner and said with a grin, "Before, I really wanted to experience how your useless subordinates managed to hurt my brother."

"Good, that's great. Since that's the case, get in the ring to sign the consent form." Erson laughed out loud in anger.

People experienced a change in expression as soon as he said that.

Mr. Erson was really angry this time. Signing the consent form was the most taboo thing in the underground fight club. Unless there was no way out, hardly anyone would be willing to do so. Once the form is signed, it means there is no chance to negotiate. The match will only end when one of the fighters is killed.

"Wait!"

Leon suddenly shouted.

Erson thought he was scared and wanted to retreat. He sneered and immediately said, "What? You scared? It's too late, I've given you a chance but you don't appreciate it..."

"No, no, no!"

Leon flicked cigarette ash. "I mean, since we're fighting, why don't we add some sweeteners?"

"Don't tell me you want to bet on yourself!" Erson had insults written on his face.

Leon stretched his body and smiled lazily. "Since I'm here to destroy you, I'll use the money to buy you a coffin later. I don't want people to say that I'm arrogant."

People are speechless.

'How are you not arrogant? You dare to invade this place. In addition to defeating the security guards, you stormed in by breaking down the door and boasting that you were here to destroy this place. If this isn't vanity, then what else?" think they are in the heart.

Erson almost died of anger. He immediately ordered his men to bring five large boxes filled with piles of banknotes. He pointed towards the cash after opening the boxes in front of everyone. "There's 100 million yuan in there. I'll give you 10 million yuan if you win the game, but if you lose..."

"Sure, then, come and sign the consent form!" Erson said with clenched teeth.

As soon as he said that, someone immediately started cleaning the ring. The spectators retreated a few steps back instinctively as the sensation rattled them.

Dim lights, protruding veins, waving fists, and flesh and blood were flying everywhere...

Everyone who comes here is looking for something extreme and interesting. Imagine fighters killing each other in the ring while you cross your legs under the ring and watch while eating sunflower seeds. At the same time you can even bet on one of them. Isn't that perfect entertainment?

Leon glanced at the ring less than 50 steps away from him. Just as he was about to board, Jordan gripped him desperately, "Brother, m-maybe I will go up and fight. My life means nothing. Besides, I'm used to getting beaten up. With my skin so thick, I was a pretty good sandbag!"

He was very sorry when he realized the situation had gotten to the point where the consent form was issued to be signed.

Leon smiled and said without answering what Jordan said, "Did you bring money?"

"I-i..." Jordan stunned. Then, he took out a pile of cash. "I only have 10,000 yuan."

"Remember to bet on me. We might be able to drink two bottles of 1982 Lafite when we get back." Leon patted her on the shoulder and walked into the ring without looking back.

People looked annoyed while shaking their heads. "Aren't you overconfident? The match hasn't even started yet and you've been thinking about celebrating with Lafite?"

"Brother, I'm afraid I have to buy you a coffin with that money!" Jordan forced a smile, unsure of what to do.

After Leon entered the ring, someone immediately gave him a pair of boxing gloves. He shook his head and rejected it, "No need. I don't need this to fight useless people."

Then, he turned to look at Jordan under the ring and asked, "Who was the first person to fight you? Show him to me!"

Simple aim. He would not let go of anyone who had ever bullied Jordan.

Jordan hesitated and looked closely at the crowd. Finally, he stretched out his hand and pointed at a half-naked young man who looked ferocious.

"Wake up!"

Leon narrowed his eyes at the man.

The person was stunned at first, then he looked towards Erson on the second floor as if he was asking for permission. There was a nervous anticipation between his two eyebrows.

"Kill him, Ass. I'll give you a million yuan!" Erson nodded grimly.

Ass very happy. He immediately jumped into the ring as if he was afraid that someone else would take his place.

As he walked into the ring, the spectators below exclaimed amongst themselves.

"That's it! It was Gokong who was ranked No. 32 on the underground leaderboard. I heard he's had five straight wins before. The speed of the punch is incredible!"

"I can't believe this guy picked Gokong first. I wonder if he's stupid or just full of confidence."

"It's going to be a great fight!"

One head taller than Leon. After putting on the gloves, he pointed at Leon with scorn and said with a grin, "It's a pity that you chose me, bad boy. When it comes to a piece of trash like you, all I need are three punches to kill you. If I fail to kill you in three strokes..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt dizzy as someone arrived before him in the blink of an eye. Then, he felt a sharp pain in his neck. The next thing he knew, he saw everything from a lower point of view.

He saw the smiles on the faces of the spectators under the ring freeze. The smile slowly turned into shock, then fear. He also saw his body fall to the ground.

"W-Am I dead? That was the last thought he had before his heart stopped!"