Chapter 287: Chapter 286: Rebellious
「Several days later, Ye Fan and He Yu arrived at a coastal city in Thailand.」
The championship for Thailand’s Underground Boxing Ring was set to be held on a luxurious yacht by the sea. When they boarded the vessel, they were struck by its opulence. It had to be said, this was true extravagance. Even Ye Fan, who considered himself a lavish spender after using a luxury yacht for his campaign in Japan, felt it was nothing compared to this. Although his previous yacht had been extravagant, it paled in comparison to the one they were on now.
Once aboard, Ye Fan sensed the presence of many Martial Artists. This underground boxing event was clearly no trivial matter. The yacht was majestic, and since He Yu was a VIP client, they were given a presidential suite that had everything they could possibly need.
The two made their way to the yacht’s main lounge. Perhaps because of the many Martial Artists present, the atmosphere was tense, thick with an air of arrogance and defiance. However, Ye Fan felt no fear. After all, there were very few people in this world who could intimidate him; in fact, it was safe to say there were none.
"Boss, see that row of models?" He Yu asked.
Ye Fan glanced over. Indeed, over a hundred models from around the world stood there, mostly Caucasian and Asian. Each one looked impeccable. They were clearly top-quality, even if they weren’t famous or up to supermodel standards. Undoubtedly, with their figures and faces, they were absolutely first-rate.
He Yu winked at Ye Fan, his expression as sleazy as could be. It was the most lecherous Ye Fan had ever seen him. "Like what you see, Boss?" he asked.
"Not interested," Ye Fan replied. "No matter how pretty they are, they’re just used goods. That doesn’t appeal to ."
It wasn’t just that they’d been with others; they had surely been with many before. In this line of work, it’s impossible to stay clean.
But He Yu said, "Boss, you just don’t know how to appreciate them. I know you’re used to the finest delicacies, but co on! It’s normal for a man to make a few small mistakes!" He added, "These won all have a price tag! Ten thousand US dollars a night! Pretty expensive, right?"
Ye Fan was speechless. Ten thousand dollars a night was sothing ordinary people could never afford. So, he said, "Forget ten thousand. I wouldn’t be interested even for a hundred thousand."
"You’re really not interested, Boss?" He Yu asked again.
"Really," Ye Fan confird.
"Well, if you’re not, I’ll go get a couple for myself."
He Yu scurried off excitedly. Ye Fan knew that beneath that simple, honest-looking exterior was the heart of a lecher. He returned to his suite to rest. This ship was extraordinary; even soone with He Yu’s status was only allotted two presidential suites, one for each of them.
Night fell, but Ye Fan tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He was burdened by too many troubles to find any peace. Restless, he went up to the deck to feel the sea breeze. However, he wasn’t alone. There were already several small groups of people scattered across the deck.
Just then, a burly Caucasian man with green hair walked over and bumped right into Ye Fan.
"Asshole, you bumped into !" he imdiately snarled.
Ye Fan, who understood English, replied coldly, "Say that again. I dare you."
There was no doubt this man had crossed a line. Ye Fan intended to teach him a small lesson.
The green-haired man spat, "Asshole!"
Ye Fan clenched his fist and threw a punch. The green-haired man was confident he could block the blow. After all, his rank in the Underground Boxing Ring was quite high, a reputation he had earned with his own two fists.
However, he failed to block Ye Fan’s punch. He took it directly in the abdon and knelt on the ground, struggling and clutching his stomach. He couldn’t believe he’d been unable to withstand a punch from this slender man and suspected so kind of trick.
Several of the watching Underground Boxers quickly moved away. It was dangerous to stick around, so those who could retreat did. There were plenty of spectacles worth watching, but so, like this one, were best avoided.
The green-haired man had just staggered to his feet, about to shout another insult, when Ye Fan kicked him down again. The kick landed squarely on his mouth. He clutched his face, several teeth knocked loose, rendered completely speechless.
The retreating crowd hadn’t expected Ye Fan to be so ruthless. But on second thought, it made sense. Anyone who dared to board this yacht was a tough character, and Ye Fan was clearly one of the toughest.
Suddenly, a dozen n rushed over and surrounded him.
A handso Caucasian man erged from the crowd. He was eerily pale, like a corpse. This was the Controller of the Australian Underground Boxing Ring, known as the Mummy. The Mummy was infamous for his tyranny and cruelty. Back in Australia’s Underground Boxing Ring, no one dared to provoke him. He Yu had specifically pointed him out to Ye Fan when they boarded, warning him of the man’s ruthlessness, even towards his own friends. Once he lost his temper, the consequences were unimaginable.
The Mummy had co to Thailand because he had set his sights on its market. The Underground Boxing Ring in Thailand was the largest gray market for boxing in the world, with imnse profits at stake. He had no reason to pass up such an opportunity.
The green-haired man whom Ye Fan had just beaten was his subordinate, Wolverine.
The Mummy glanced at the injured Wolverine, who could no longer fight, then looked at the perfectly calm Ye Fan. "Did you do this to him?" he asked. Even now, his face was devoid of any murderous intent. He was so calm it seed almost unreal.
Ye Fan replied, "That’s right. He provoked , so he had to pay a heavy price."
"I like your attitude. You do as you please. Hey, yellow-skinned brat, want to work for ? I’ll give you the best treatnt!"
This explained why he hadn’t shown any murderous intent; the Mummy was clearly interested in recruiting Ye Fan. His n, however, glared at Ye Fan as if they wanted to eat him alive.
"I’m not interested," Ye Fan stated flatly.
"Not interested? You’re the first person to ever refuse my offer." The Mummy’s voice turned threatening. "You’d better think carefully. Those who dare to refuse
rarely et a good end. I can pretend I didn’t hear what you just said."
Ye Fan’s voice was cold. "I said I’m not interested. Don’t make
say it again."
The Mummy laughed. "Fine. Very good. n, kill him!"
The group started to rush forward.
"STOP!"
At the loud shout, everyone halted. It was the event organizers. As arrogant as the Mummy was, offending the organizers now would be foolish. That could wait until his business in Thailand was settled.
He turned back to Ye Fan. "You’re lucky this ti, kid. Wait for the match in the Underground Boxing Ring the day after tomorrow. I’ll show you what true cruelty is."
"Oh? I’ll be looking forward to it," Ye Fan retorted with disdain.
Tension flared between them.
Ye Fan returned to his suite. Should I take control of the Underground Boxing Ring in Thailand? If I controlled this market, it would be a significant asset. The people here are unruly, but they’re exactly the kind I enjoy conquering.
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