Chapter 001: Female Ghost

  The next morning.

  Because the life-and-death boxing match is about to be held, all participants are basically practicing their boxing skills diligently.

  Only those insignificant minor characters still do what they should do.

  At this moment, it's time for a stroll, and on the exercise ground, there are prisoners standing in twos and threes.

  Wan Shi Tong was one of them, but now he wasn't with Yang Hua, just lying alone on the green lawn, staring blankly at the blue sky with a silly smile.

  "Isn't that the fat guy from Nan Cang?" A mocking voice came from behind Wan Shi Tong, followed by a burst of loud laughter.

  Wan Shi Tong turned his head and took a look, his face suddenly turning pale. He saw that the few people standing in front of him were those little rascals from Bei Cang.

  "What...what do you want to do?" Wàn Shì Tōng's scalp felt numb, and he retreated while staring at these several thugs who often bullied others. As he retreated, his eyes darted around the surrounding area, hoping to find some of Nán Cāng's brothers nearby. However, it seemed like bad luck was following him, as there wasn't a single person from Nán Cāng nearby. On the contrary, most of the people around were from Dōng Cāng and Běi Cāng.

  And on the far right side, there were two Western women sitting with an air of indifference.

  "Dead fatso, this time I finally caught you." Only to hear a man with a face full of acne from the Beicang side staring at Fatso with an evil grin.

  Wan Shi Tong secretly shouted "not good", one side retreating backwards without stopping, the other side scared to a pale face and said: "What do you guys want to do?"

  It turned out that this hemp had been beaten by Qinglong before because of beating Wanshichong, and at this time, seeing Wanshichong alone here, and there was no one else around him, he was very happy.

  "What's up? Haha, need I ask?" As soon as Ma Zi finished speaking, he had already pounced on Pangzi Wanshitong.

  That all-around master had no strength to resist, the fist that came flying in his face didn't even have time to shout, and was solidly punched into his own belly.

  Wan Shi Tong's chubby body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, and he fell to the ground with a thud. As his plump body hit the ground, a pained moan escaped from his mouth, clearly indicating that Ma Zi's punch was not light.

  "Damn it, it's really a waste of time. Can't even withstand one punch from me, what a complete piece of trash."

  Several people then surrounded Wan Shi Tong

  Wan Shi Tong covered his stomach, which was burning like a fire, with one hand. He retreated while sweating profusely and said: "Spare me, please spare me."

  That scoundrel was obviously not a Bodhisattva, but rather extremely vicious. All he did was chuckle and say: "If you want to be spared, it's also possible. Now, crawl out from between my legs, then lie on the ground and call each of us 'grandfather' three times. I'll consider not beating you up as much."

  He burst out laughing after finishing speaking.

  That's when everything went wrong, his face turned pale, and facing the current situation, he seemed to have no chance of survival.

  "No, no, please spare me."

  Just after finishing a sentence, the all-around expert saw that the pockmarked man's foot was kicking towards his own head.

  Although Wan Shitong couldn't fight, he wasn't stupid enough to not dodge. Seeing the foot about to kick his head hard, he slightly tilted his head and just avoided being kicked by that thug.

  "Hey, mom's, still hiding?" That hemp obviously stunned, after finishing the second foot quickly kicked out.

  This time, that all-purpose guy wasn't so lucky. He only saw a foot with great force kicking towards his own body, but he had no way to stop it.

  A loud thud.

  The chubby body of Wan Shi Tong was kicked to the ground and rolled around several times again.

  His mouth let out a pained groan, apparently that numbness in his foot was quite severe.

  He was still preparing to continue tormenting that all-knowing hemp rope, just as he was about to take action, a furious voice shouted from behind: "Stop!"

  The voice had just reached the ear, and before he could turn his head, Ma Zi heard a fist wind approaching his ear. He turned his head in time to dodge it.

  All I saw was a furious guy clenching his fists in front of himself. Yang Hua.

  Yang Hua had just arrived at the sheep farm when he saw a group of people gathered on this side. At first, he didn't pay much attention, but then he took a closer look and found that Wan Shitong, who was always good to him in prison, was being bullied by someone. He couldn't just stand by and watch, so he rushed over.

  Yang Hua's punch didn't land, but he didn't attack again either. Instead, he quickly ran towards the all-around expert who was lying on the ground.

  "Are you okay?" Yang Hua asked with a concerned expression, looking at the all-around good brother who was being bullied in the dark prison, and Yang Hua was naturally annoyed.

  Wan Shi Tong saw Yang Hua as if he had seen a lifesaver: "It's okay, it's okay."

  He covered his stomach and said with difficulty.

  "Hey, another burial companion?" Ma Zi said disdainfully.

  Yang Hua slowly stood up, looking at the few people in front of him with anger in his heart. Since he was young, he had never liked bullying the weak, and as he grew older, he became even more resentful of such events. The reality in front of him, including Ma Zi and others, were exactly the kind of people he hated the most.

  However, the only drawback is that Yang Hua's current combat power is really not worth mentioning.

  Only to see that Mazi dodged Yang Hua's sudden attack just now, and in his heart, he had already understood the little boy in front of him who was a bit showy. Only to see Mazi walking up with big strides saying: "Are you tired of living? How dare you come here to interfere?"

  Yang Hua stood there motionless, but his fists were already clenched tightly. Facing the current scene, Yang Hua knew that he was in trouble again.

  Na Mazi saw Yang Hua not moving, and was naturally annoyed in his heart. He suddenly swung his left fist, and although Yang Hua had never practiced before, he had often fought when he was young, which had long since given him the ability to react quickly.

  All he saw was that the hemp's fist came, Yang Hua did not exert himself to block it, but his body dodged to one side, avoiding it, but his feet had not yet stabilized, and then he saw the hemp's right fist come straight at his face.

  Yang Hua hastily lowered his head amidst the chaos, and Ma Zi's right fist brushed past Yang Hua's scalp.

  Before Yang Hua's body bent down, he already felt something was wrong, because his peripheral vision had caught a glimpse of the hemp's left foot kicking out with its right fist, and at the same time, its left foot kicked his calf.

  Bang!

  Yang Hua was still unable to withstand these guys who had been tempered on the edge of life and death for a long time, and was kicked in the calf, his leg softened, and he fell to the ground.

  That guy burst out laughing: "I thought you were quite formidable, but it turns out you're just like that dead fatso, a total waste."

  That numb child laughed and scolded, Yang Hua tried to stand up, but his feet went numb and he sat down on the ground with a thud.

  "Ha ha, you guys from Nan Cang are all useless except for that No. 17, the rest of you are just turtles with your heads shrunk back."

  "Kill him." Ma Zi gave an order.

  Several people around him punched and kicked Yang Hua's body! However, Yang Hua let out a loud roar, suddenly hugged one of them, and slammed him to the ground. But soon he was kicked by Ma Zi and fell to the ground, making a painful humming sound from his mouth.

  At this time, Yang Hua, who was being beaten and had a scaly wound, suddenly changed completely.

  Only a strange light flashed in his eyes, and the whole person suddenly turned around abruptly. Yang Hua, who was previously unable to withstand a single blow, had become an inviolable warrior at this moment, with blood-red eyes and pupils shining with a strange light.

  The guy next to him couldn't help but pause for a moment, and thought to himself, how did this guy suddenly... suddenly... become a completely different person.

  Although he thought so in his heart, he still relied on the crowd and scolded: "You damn it, pretending to be a ghost, turtle egg, looking for death." After finishing, a pair of fists hit his body.

  With a thud.

  A miracle suddenly appeared.

  Only to see Ma Zi's fist hit Yang Hua's body, but his own body suddenly flew backwards as if electrocuted, thudding to the ground with a loud crash.

  "Ah...ah..." Ma Zi struggled to get up, his eyes wide with fear staring at Yang Hua who was motionless on the side. A slow trickle of fresh blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth before he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

  Huh?

  The two guys from the Northern Warehouse next to them were completely stunned, and when they turned their heads to look at Yang Hua again, oh my god, how had he changed? At this moment, Yang Hua's entire face had become abnormally terrifying, with pupils flashing with bloodshot eyes, burning with endless hatred, and his pale face was so frightening that it made people's hair stand on end. As he stared at the two in front of him, a devilish smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

  "Mom... ghost..."

  A few loud shouts, and two people didn't even know if they were dead or fainted, the numb Zhang Guan didn't care, and ran wildly towards a distant place, as if possessed.

  In the distant sheepfold, several people sitting in the east and west warehouses saw the once arrogant North Warehouse's disheveled appearance and burst out laughing.

  But they didn't see Yang Hua's face, which had changed and become distorted.

  The all-knowing person next to him had just turned away, unable to bear the sight of Yang Hua getting hurt, and hadn't seen what had happened earlier. It wasn't until he heard the pitiful cries that he turned his head around. He saw that those thugs who were bullying them had been chased away by Yang Hua, and couldn't help but feel delighted.

  "Yang Hua..."

  Yang Hua's face suddenly lost its terrified expression, and he fell stiffly to the ground with a thud.

  "Yang Hua...... Yang Hua......" Bai Shi Tong stared at Yang Hua's sudden change and couldn't help but shout out loud.

  This sudden change left Baishi Tong completely stunned.

  Yang Hua was lying on the ground at this moment, his handsome face pale and terrifying.

  As soon as Bai Shi Tong's hand touched Yang Hua's body, a cold feeling that pierced the heart came from his arm.

  He suddenly threw away his hand and stared at Yang Hua who fell to the ground like a ghost.

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