Chapter 001: Female Ghost

  The next morning, the sound of police whistles echoed throughout the entire prison.

  The prisoners who were still in a daze did not understand what was going on when the prison guards had already called everyone up.

  Yang Hua dazedly followed them as they got up and was taken out.

  At this time, the outside sky was almost bright, revealing a deep red that shone through the cold prison in the distance.

  17 And behind them were all the brethren of Nangong, with Qinglong and another walking in front.

  And around them were prison guards in full armor.

  The leader was still the Plague God, who walked slowly in front. All he saw was a very large building ahead, and Yang Hua clearly remembered that there was no such building here before he was brought here, but now there was one more, obviously newly built.

  The building is like a factory, with flat rooms, but the floor area is not small. The exterior of the house is simply painted with some paint, and it can be seen that the color has just been applied.

  At this time, the plague god led a group of people slowly walking towards that building.

  When I arrived at the building, I was surprised to find that the three warehouses of East, West and North had already been built. Each warehouse was located in a specific location, with iron nets separating them, making it impossible for people from adjacent warehouses to climb over.

  Inside, however, it was brightly lit. What's even stranger is that there were several cameras inside, and where the cameras were positioned was a life-or-death boxing ring. It was a standard ring, just without any referees.

  Around these prisoners stood row upon row of prison guards, each holding a gun and standing motionless.

  And on top of the central part of the table is a platform that can seat people, with four or five in total.

  Yang Hua and the others came after being slowly led by the plague god to a place leaning towards the west, where they sat down. To their left was the West Warehouse, tightly packed against them. On the right side was a passageway, and on the other side of the passageway were people from the North Warehouse.

  After Yang Hua and others were arranged to sit down, the noise of the entire stadium can be said to be deafening. These prisoners don't care about discipline or rules.

  Only one loudspeaker's voice came from above.

  Turning his head, he saw that Tang Qing was standing on the stage at this time, holding a microphone and smiling at the crowd.

  "Everyone quiet down, quiet down." The familiar voice of Tang Qing came from the loudspeaker.

  All the prisoners were brutal, but they still had some fear of Tang Qing's methods, so they all shut their mouths and stared at Tang Qing above.

  Tang Qing said, "I'm sure everyone knows that today is the first day of the life and death boxing match. I hope you all will fight well in this match. And what I want to tell you is that on this stage, except for yourself, anyone else is your enemy. Even if it's your wife or child who gets up here, you must try to kill them. Only then can it be called a life and death boxing match."

  As soon as Tang Qing's voice fell, a burst of curses erupted from below the stage.

  "This son of a bitch is really ruthless."

  "Yes, damn it, isn't he clearly playing with the old men's lives?"

  ……

  Tang Qing smiled despite hearing the curses in his ears, because he knew that trying to reason with some people who didn't make sense was a complete waste of time.

  "Everyone, quiet down. Today is the first day of our Black Prison's life and death fist fight tournament. I'm sure you all understand that only one person will walk out of the arena alive. The other will be beaten to death. If neither of you can achieve this, then both of you will be killed in the arena."

  Everyone who heard Tang Qing's words was secretly frightened and some were even secretly rejoicing, rejoicing that they had not come to fight this life-and-death battle.

  Only Tang Qing loudly shouted: "The life and death boxing match has begun. The first boxer is the Blue Dragon from Nan Cang, and the second one is the Iron Fist from Bei Cang."

  "Begin."

  Only one voice rang out, and everyone in Nancang was stunned, with only Qinglong having an expression of being completely unbothered.

  He slowly stood up, with all the lights gathering on his body, his undulating muscles symbolizing the man's strength, and a dragon tattooed all over his body made him look somewhat arrogant.

  A calm voice said, "Qing Long, don't be careless." The 17 beside him patted Qing Long's shoulder and said.

  Only then did Qing Long turn his head and smile slightly at 17, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth. "Don't worry, brother," he said. "Just wait, I'll be down in twenty minutes."

  "Come on, Dragon Brother!"

  Yang Hua, who had always been quiet, looked at Qing Long's majestic figure and said.

  The green dragon turned its head and smiled at him with a "heh heh".

  On the other side, a tall and strange man stood up in Beicang. His hair was either born brown or dyed here, with a pair of eagle-like sharp eyes under his brown hair. He was the number one fighter in Beicang, Tieshou.

  All that could be seen was that his left arm seemed to be a prosthetic, but on this prosthetic was installed an iron hand, black and shiny.

  The people on the north side were shouting frantically at Tie Shou, while the two warehouses on that side had no one coming out and seemed much quieter.

  "Be careful yourself, Iron Fist, Qing Long is not easy to deal with." The bald-headed Lei Bao said to his own brother.

  He cast a glance at the tall and sturdy green dragon that was slowly walking towards the stage, his face expressionless. All he said was: "Don't worry, big brother." After finishing speaking, he also walked slowly towards the stage.