Volume 2: Boundless Walker Chapter 41: Organizing the 'Knights'!

Green Vine, star hotel.

In the largest suite, Goethe lay in the bathtub, looking contentedly at the 'money' piled up on one side of the wall - 100,000 per bag, 100 bags in total.

This is all the 'compensation' he received today.

Of course, there are also some people who are very tough.

But, a beating will do.

You can also earn extra income.

"I cry today and laugh tomorrow. I don't ask anyone to understand..."

Goethe raised his head and hummed a tune from his hometown.

until--

Ding Dong!

After wiping himself roughly with a towel, Goethe put on a bathrobe and opened the door.

"Good evening, Goethe."

Zuo Te, with a sharp face, greeted and pointed inside the room.

Goethe did not refuse, but stepped aside to let the other person into the room.

As soon as he entered the door, Zuo Te saw the "wall of money".

"Wow, that's surprising."

"It seems that you have gained more than you thought, Goethe!"

Zuo Te exclaimed in admiration, then walked to the sofa and sat down.

The member of the safety committee of the 'Unrestricted Fighting Tournament' took out a cigarette and handed it to Goethe. Just like in the morning, Goethe took the cigarette but did not light it. Instead, he put it on the side of the table.

Bang!

Amid the sound of the lighter, the flame jumped several times as the cigarette was smoked.

A large amount of smoke spewed out of Zuo Te's mouth and began to cover the other person's face.

"Goethe, do you know 'Deming Estate'?"

"Know."

While collecting the compensation in the afternoon, Goethe had already obtained information about the five major martial arts halls, four martial arts schools and three major companies in Green Vine City, among which 'De Ming Real Estate' was one of the three major companies.

It is also the leader in real estate in Green Vine City.

Zuo Te didn't speak immediately, but just took another puff of his cigarette.

The 'No Limits Fighting Tournament' safety committee member looked embarrassed.

After about two seconds, the other party spoke.

"The other party wants to challenge you - if you don't accept the challenge, you must give up your ticket to the '10th Unlimited Fighting Tournament (Qualifying Tournament)'. If..."

"OK!"

Goethe agreed immediately.

"Um?"

Zuo Te was stunned.

The member of the Unlimited Fighting Tournament's safety committee thought he had misheard and immediately reiterated, "I mean the boxer from Deming Real Estate wants to challenge you!"

"I said, OK."

Goethe spread his hands.

"Do you know who that boxer is?"

The other party emphasized.

"Yes, the 'Flame Palm' Modo Pavilion."

Goethe replied.

The information obtained in the afternoon contained detailed information about the other party.

Born in Modo Pavilion Martial Arts School, he was gifted and showed his talent at a young age. His fighting style was fierce and tough. By the age of thirty, he had become a fighter and his secret martial art "Flame Palm" had reached perfection. He once swung out with one palm and lit up twenty-two candles in front of him.

"Then you still..."

Zuo Te didn't know what to say.

Although his mission here was just to inform Goethe as a member of the security committee of the 10th Unlimited Fighting Tournament, it was none of his business whether Goethe agreed or not.

However, Goethe's ready attitude still made Zuo Te curious.

However, as a qualified member of the security committee, Zuo Te controlled his curiosity well.

He didn't ask any further questions.

"The boxing match will be held at 12 noon tomorrow. It will not be open to the public. The location is an unfinished construction site of 'De Ming Real Estate'. The format of the match is 'life or death'!"

Zuo Te added.

Corporate boxing matches are different from other levels of fighting competitions. Most of the time, they are not open to the public. Only some prestigious spectators are invited and the number of people is strictly controlled.

At the same time, the competition system is more cruel.

It's basically a life and death contest.

Once you go up, the winner lives and the loser dies.

Of course, such boxing matches will also be accompanied by some prizes.

“What are my odds?”

Goethe, who had a simple memory, asked directly.

"1:7."

Zuo Te reported an exaggerated number.

"I bet on myself to win!"

Goethe pointed to the 'wall of money' not far away.

"Can."

There is a rule in boxing that you cannot bet on yourself to lose, but betting on yourself to win?

Fighting at any level is encouraged.

Because this will make the contestants work harder.

Many people would like to see this.

"Goethe, do you have anything else to ask?"

Zuo Te asked.

"No."

Goethe shook his head.

"Tomorrow morning at ten o'clock, I and other people from the Security Committee will come to pick you up and put the money into the boxing pool... Well, good night, and have a good dream."

Zuo Te obviously wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

Although the other party has the title of a member of the safety committee of the '10th Unlimited Fighting Tournament', he is ultimately just an employee and errand boy.

The real boss?

He would never appear in front of an "unknown" boxer like him.

As for the sudden challenge from 'De Ming Real Estate'?

Although Goethe was surprised, it was also understandable.

After all, Smart Real Estate is also a real estate company.

In fact, maybe he is the 'little brother' of 'De Ming Real Estate'. When the little brother is dealt with, the big brother will naturally step forward.

only……

"In this 'secret realm', the connections between companies are closer than I imagined!"

Goethe uttered this exclamation.

His eyes turned towards the door.

Although the cautious Goethe stayed in a star-rated hotel, he still needed to use his eyes.

[Blood Raven Spirit] has been monitoring the entire corridor.

At this moment, a room cleaner pushing a cart appeared in the corridor.

Immediately, the other party attracted Goethe's attention.

Except for special circumstances, hotel cleaners usually clean in the morning, but late at night?

Basically it will not appear.

Under the gaze of the [Blood Raven Spirit], the other party pushed the cart to the door of Goethe's room.

Then……

He took out a small card and slipped it through the crack in the door.

There were no pictures of the beautiful women I remembered, and no phone number.

There was only one line of words: One hour later, on the rooftop.

Goethe glanced at the card and threw it on the ground without even picking it up.

The experience in his hometown taught him: Don’t pick up cards on the roadside!

Pick up the phone in the room——

"Hello, this is room 8808."

"I need a midnight snack."

"Yes, normal, not drinking new tea."

"I want one serving of chicken porridge, water chestnut cake, and two servings of ginger milk, one with red beans and one with coconut meat."

After explaining to the front desk, Goethe leaned back on the sofa and waited quietly.

However, before the midnight snack comes.

One person showed up first.

The other person was wearing a loose hoodie and a mask, and the huge hood covered his eyes. He ran straight to Goethe's room.

Ding Dong!

"The door is open."

Goethe said this.

After hearing Goethe's words, the 'guest' hesitated a little at this moment.

But in the end, he pushed the door open.

Goethe sat on the sofa and looked at the other person.

The other party did the same, standing at the door and looking at Goethe.

Neither side spoke.

Both sides want to take the initiative through patience.

However, Goethe clearly has the upper hand.

Goethe was never lacking in patience, especially when it came to taking the initiative.

But the other party can't.

A faint smell of blood came from the other person.

Goethe's eyes glanced at the other person's arm, and the other person subconsciously put his right hand behind his back. By the time he came to his senses, he had already completed this action.

Suddenly, the other party sighed.

"I mean no harm."

"I just thought we could be friends."

The other party said this, his voice was concealed and a little hoarse.

Goethe remained noncommittal.

He had been stabbed in the back too many times, and those were all done by so-called "friends". As for this kind of stranger who he met for the first time and called him a friend?

There are many more.

Seeing Goethe's attitude, the other party took a deep breath.

"'De Ming Real Estate' swallowed up everything left by 'Ming Zhi Real Estate', so according to the secret rules between 'enterprises', they must either get rid of you or absorb you into their ranks."

"'Flame Palm' Modo Pavilion will definitely execute you in the most cruel way tomorrow."

"I can fight for you!"

After the other party finished speaking, he looked at Goethe.

"Fighting in my place?"

Goethe raised an eyebrow.

"Um."

The other person nodded and took off his hood and mask.

Immediately, Goethe's face appeared.

Moreover, with a crackling sound like popping beans, the opponent's body shape began to adjust to become the same as Goethe's.

After a few seconds, Goethe looked at the other person and felt as if he was looking in a mirror.

Snap, snap!

Goethe couldn't help but applaud.

"Why are you fighting in my place?"

"You are not doing this for the sake of justice, are you?"

Goethe asked with a smile.

"Partly."

"More importantly, I need someone to infiltrate Deming Real Estate. As long as I win against Modo Court, you can enter Deming Real Estate openly."

The other party was quite calm.

"What if I don't agree?"

"Will you force me?"

Goethe asked.

"Won't."

"I will take out the corresponding chips and trade with you."

The other person shook his head.

“Oh, I see!”

"I want to see the weapon that once killed the descendant of the 'Martial Saint' - you don't need to give it to me, I just want to see it."

Goethe stated his request very straightforwardly.

"Do you also believe that nonsense?"

Contempt appeared on the other person's face.

To be honest, I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but when the other party looked at him with contempt on his face, Goethe always felt that his sarcasm value was a little bit excessive.

As for the nonsense the other party said?

It is an urban legend belonging to the "secret place" in front of us.

It is rumored that the 'Martial Saint' broke the void, but the secret of breaking the void was left in his blood.

Once you master this secret, you will be able to gain great power.

as well as……

Shatter the void.

"Well, I believe it. I haven't seen it, so I need to see it with my own eyes - and if you don't want to be caught, leave or hide."

Goethe said suddenly.

The other party was stunned for a moment, then picked up the card on the ground and rushed into the bathroom in Goethe's room.

Wow, wow!

The shower was turned on.

Water mist clings to the frosted glass.