Madman!

Chapter 69: The Family Finds Out

"Urrgh!"

Ah Hao clutched the railing, retching as he emptied his dinner onto the ground.

"Fuck, Ah Jun, are you trying to make me look bad on purpose?" Ah Hao rubbed his stomach, looking at Chen Wujun with a mixture of shock and suspicion.

He knew Chen Wujun had been progressing quickly over these past few months, but he hadn't expected it to be this fast.

A few months ago, Chen Wujun's strength was far inferior to his. Faced with an ambush by three New Arts martial artists in the Initial Construction Phase and nine ordinary lackeys, he had only managed to take out eleven of them by relying on the darkness and surprise attacks.

He initially thought Chen Wujun would rely on Old Arts movement techniques and other tricks to fight this gambling duel.

But in just these few months... the other party's speed of improvement was terrifying. Ah Hao realized that even in a head-on collision, he was no longer his match.

Could practicing Old Arts really yield such rapid progress?

If so, why bother developing New Arts?

"Your punches were so heavy, I couldn't hold back either. I'll treat you to another meal... Let's go for hotpot. You coming?" Chen Wujun laughed heartily.The logic at the bottom of the gang hierarchy was simple: strength.

The stronger you were, the more others respected you.

If your strength wasn't enough, even with Shark Jiu protecting you, others would still look down on you in their hearts.

"Go? Why wouldn't I go?" Ah Hao gritted his teeth, then turned to yell at the lackeys nearby, "What are you staring at? Hurry up and clean this mess up!"

The two put on their jackets and walked out side by side, with several lackeys trailing behind.

"Brother Hao, Brother Jun!" The martial arts hall subordinates greeted them one after another.

Chen Wujun glanced at them, making a mental note.

He felt a surge of annoyance.

In the eyes of these minions, Ah Hao's status and reputation were still higher than his own.

However, after the duel, that should change.

"Ah Hao, did you bet on me to win?" Chen Wujun turned his head and asked.

"Of course I did. I put down several hundred thousand! You know my monthly expenses are huge, so I don't have much spare cash..." Ah Hao replied immediately.

He had previously bet 300,000 on Chen Wujun winning. After their spar today, his confidence had increased significantly, and he planned to bet another 500,000 tomorrow.

Chen Wujun went to call Ah Yue downstairs to join them for hotpot.

"Call him Brother Hao!"

"Brother Hao!" Ah Yue greeted him, her expression joyful as she hugged Chen Wujun's arm.

This was the first time Chen Wujun had formally introduced her to others.

Under the lights of the Walled City, Ah Yue looked as picturesque as a painting.

"This must be Ah Yue? I heard from Karen that she's the stunner of the Walled City... She really is beautiful, and great figure too! Next time, ask Karen to introduce one to me as well!" Ah Hao laughed loudly.

The group went to the same hotpot restaurant where they had first met Shark Jiu.

Inside and outside the Walled City were two different worlds.

Looking at the fashionable clothes of the diners in the hotpot restaurant, and then at Ah Yue's cheap T-shirt, Chen Wujun suddenly felt the need to buy her some clothes.

Otherwise, people might think he didn't have the money to dress his woman properly.

The next day, when Chen Wujun arrived at the martial arts hall, Ah Hao sat down next to him.

"I bought another 500,000 today. I've not only bet my entire net worth on you, but I also borrowed money to do it. Ah Jun, you absolutely have to win! Otherwise, I'll be drowning in debt."

"I'll beat him to death!" Chen Wujun grinned, exuding a fierce aura.

Hearing this, he felt no pressure, only excitement.

As the duel drew closer, his heart began to race with anticipation; every cell in his body was buzzing.

He loved standing at the center of everyone's attention.

"By the way, your odds were originally 1 to 2.3, but then a high roller placed a heavy bet—20 million on Yu Wei to win. Now your odds have gone up to 2.6," Ah Hao suddenly said.

"Who was it?" Chen Wujun looked over immediately, the ferocity in his eyes making Ah Hao's heart skip a beat.

'Ah Jun has lost all his greenness. His presence is getting more and more savage, like a tiger about to be released from its cage,' Ah Hao thought to himself.

Since Ah Hao said it was a high roller, it definitely wasn't the Hetu or Lidong gangs, nor any other faction.

It was one of those wealthy tycoons.

"I don't know, I just heard it was a whale. I'll ask around later," Ah Hao said.

...

In a bar outside the Walled City, Yu Wei, with his arms around two petite, young-looking girls, arrived at a booth.

Wen Long sat there talking to a man with a cruel, cold temperament and a cleft lip.

"Boss!"

Wen Long gestured toward the back. Yu Wei understood immediately, giving the two girls a nudge and telling them to wait at another booth.

He then sat down on the sofa.

"Boss, something up?"

"I heard you hooked up with two chicks recently. Are your legs going soft? How are the preparations?" Wen Long asked, sitting with his legs crossed.

"Don't worry about it. Forget two, even two more wouldn't affect me!" Yu Wei said with brimming confidence.

"Don't underestimate that guy! If Shark Jiu dared to set the date for four months later, she must be confident. Besides, Shark Jiu bet 10 million on him to win," Wen Long said in a deep voice.

"Boss, Shark Jiu would obviously bet on her own subordinate. You think she'd bet on me?" Yu Wei chuckled.

"I know you mean Shark Jiu has confidence, but I have confidence too!"

"Having confidence is good. You recognize this person, right?" Wen Long looked at the man beside him.

"Cleft Lip Snake, Brother Snake!" Yu Wei said, his expression somewhat frivolous.

Nowadays, Cleft Lip Snake was a stray dog. No one knew who had wiped out his boss's entire family... it might even have been him.

Cleft Lip Snake glanced at him, reading his thoughts from his eyes. Suppressing his anger, he said, "That kid uses the same kung fu as Shark Jiu. The two of them are likely from the same sect."

Hearing this, Yu Wei's expression turned serious.

"That day, I was injured by Shark Jiu and half my body was paralyzed. But even a tiger down on its luck isn't something just any stray cat or dog can mess with. That kid managed to slip away from me relying on the same movement technique as Shark Jiu—slippery as a loach."

"If you want to win, be a bit more careful."

"I hope you can beat that kid to death in the ring. At the very least, cause some trouble for Shark Jiu first."

Yu Wei pondered for a moment before saying, "I'll keep it in mind."

"Stay away from women recently and prepare well for the fight. Be careful those two women aren't plants sent by Shark Jiu just to make you weak in the knees when the time comes," Wen Long continued.

"I've bet 10 million on you!"

"Boss, don't worry! I definitely won't delay the main business. I'll kill him in the arena!" Yu Wei smiled, speaking with absolute assurance, though Wen Long's words went in one ear and out the other.

He had already had someone investigate the two women beside him. Their families needed money, and they were at the bar just to hook a rich guy.

Moreover, he had absolute faith in his own strength.

He was originally an elite from the Special Suppression Force who had gone on the run only after beating a colleague to death while drunk.

He had fought with others under Wen Long and people from Hetu. Aside from their New Arts level, those Walled City boys were no match for a military elite like him in any other aspect.

Furthermore, everyone thought his magnetic field Enhancement Reconstruction was at 50%, but in reality, it had already reached 58%.

Only those at this level knew how vast the gap was between 50% and 58% reconstruction.

The biggest difference was... his five senses had begun to be enhanced. His senses were twice as sharp as before.

This was the trump card he relied on.

Beneath Yu Wei's lazy demeanor, his gaze swept the room like a hawk. Despite the noisy music, he could even hear the sound of dice in a distant booth.

As for the kid fighting him, he had been practicing boxing for less than a year.

What did he have to fight with?

The only thing he cared about was that the kid used the same movement technique as Shark Jiu. They were likely fellow disciples, so he had to be mindful of that.

After all, Shark Jiu was a woman who had risen to prominence in the Walled City relying solely on her kung fu, fighting her way up.

Of course, he only cared a little. That kid wasn't Shark Jiu.

He would beat him to death in the arena.

...

On April 14th, the Outer Pool opened.

Major gambling dens across the Walled City opened their betting pools.

"The Outer Pool is open. For the Hetu and Lidong duel, who are you betting on?"

"Of course I'm buying Yu Wei... That guy is fierce and ruthless. Who did Hetu send out? I've never even heard of him."

"The one Hetu sent is called Jun-zai. Seems his name is... Chen Wujun? Pity we can't watch it live. I heard both sides signed a death match contract..."

Smack!

Huang Meizhen, who was buying vegetables, dropped the bag in her hand to the ground. Her face went pale, her expression filled with panic.

Chen Wujun?

Her son?

Signed a death match contract with someone?

"It can't be... just a same name, surely just a same name... how could it be Ah Jun..." Huang Meizhen was flustered and helpless, feeling as if a large hand had seized her heart, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Back home chopping vegetables, her mind remained weighed down by worry, and she accidentally sliced a large gash into her finger.

It wasn't until Chen Hanliang came home that she hesitantly said, "Today when I was buying groceries, I heard them talking about a duel between Hetu and Lidong. They even signed a death match contract..."

"Why pay attention to that? It has nothing to do with us," Chen Hanliang said nonchalantly as he sat on the sofa and turned on the TV.

"They said one of them is named Chen Wujun. It's the same name as Ah Jun..." Huang Meizhen put down the things in her hands, her face full of unease and dread.