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Chapter 132: The Red Hair Gang's Underground Maze
"Look, we're here." Gert came to a huge semicircular arch.

The rusty archway is two or three meters high, and is covered with vines and moss. It seems to be almost integrated with the sewer environment. Most people passing by would think it is just a wall.

"Hey, open the door, it's me." Gert groped for a special door knocker under the moss and knocked on it according to the special code.

However, the gate did not respond. Jinx kicked the iron gate covered with moss and vines and asked doubtfully: "Are you sure this is the place? It doesn't look like anyone lives here."

"No, look here, there are indeed traces of human activities."

Lin Zizhi pointed to the neatly broken vines at the edge of the gate, which were obviously trimmed by humans.

Moreover, there were traces of muddy footprints on the ground that disappeared under the semicircular arch.

"Okay, so what are we waiting for now? Waiting for the person inside to open the door?" Jinx asked boredly, putting her hands behind her head and blowing her bangs.

Gert smiled at them awkwardly.

"I'm sorry, this door is like this. The thick moss and vines can not only deceive the zombies wandering in the sewers, but also filter out some floating miasma. The only drawback is that the sound insulation is too good, and sometimes the people inside may not hear the knock on the door."

She knocked on the door again and said, "Open the door, I'm the captain of the exploration team - Gert!"

However, the iron gate still did not respond, and Jinx couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The corner of Gert's mouth twitched, and she slammed her fist on the door, kicking it a few times while cursing.

There was finally movement at the gate. An observation window was suddenly opened. A muscular man inside stared at the people outside, then he pulled the mechanism and raised the heavy gate.

"Hey, Gert, you came back early today. Where did you find so many survivors?"

The burly man guarding the door had a Mohawk hairstyle that was also dyed red. He smiled innocently and opened his arms to greet them.

However, Gert jumped up suddenly with a gloomy face, clamped his head under his armpits, and then crushed his temple with a fist.

"Were you distracted again when guarding the door? I knocked on the door so many times but there was no response!" Gert said to him while laughing and joking.

She turned around and greeted everyone: "Welcome to our secret base - the underground maze of the Red Hair Gang."

Everyone bent down and entered the semicircular gate that had not yet fully risen. The scene inside was not much different from what everyone had imagined.

Rusty mechanical pipes are crisscrossed and the internal floors are densely packed. The entire space is like a vertical shaft, filled with steampunk three-dimensional city style everywhere.

"It hurts, it hurts! Sister, I was wrong! I was wrong!" The red-haired Mohawk man begged for mercy again and again.

"Oh? What's wrong?" Gert squeezed her biceps and pressed the strong man's head relentlessly.

"You know, there's an underground boxing match today. I heard that a powerful newcomer is here and he's a dark horse. I just went downstairs to place some bets on him. I didn't expect you to come back so early today." The red-haired Mohawk said a little embarrassedly.

Gert then let go of her hand and spread out her palm: "Hand over the numbers you bet on, and I won't report you to the boss for dereliction of duty."

Red-haired Mohawk reluctantly handed over a stack of yellow bills.

Gert took the ticket, licked his fingers and counted them. "You are really amazing! You dare to slip away from such an important job as guarding the gate. I tell you, if the gate is breached by those zombies, we will all die! Next time if you really want to skip work, I don't care whether you force or bribe me, first find me a poor guy to watch the gate for you, and then leave, do you hear me!"

The red-haired Mohawk nodded repeatedly in embarrassment, and he hurriedly pulled the mechanism to close the heavy gate again.

At this moment, Lloyd Folger looked at the defense measures full of loopholes and couldn't help shaking his head.

Lin Zizhi didn't care, but he felt that the scene in front of him was a bit like Zion in The Matrix. The surroundings were full of dilapidated wasteland style, the roads were narrow and cramped, and there was a sense of doomsday depression.

Gert turned his head and raised the stack of betting receipts in his hand: "Come on, I'll take you to see the underground boxing. Wei likes to go there the most. Maybe you can find your sister there."

Jinx showed a delighted expression on her face: "Great!"

……

Led by Gert, everyone walked through the narrow stairs to a huge underground boxing gym.

In the middle was a huge circular pit like a Colosseum, and the surrounding stands were already filled with people, most of whom had the same red hair as Wei.

"Wow, I seem to see a lot of sisters. One, two, three, four." Jinx stuck out her tongue and hunched her shoulders. "I think I can't find her even if she is here."

"Don't worry, we can find her. You see, she's sitting on the highest platform." Gert held Jinx's shoulder and pointed to a special seat on the highest stand.

Pink-haired Wei had a frown on her face, looking completely worried. She was out of tune with the noisy and bustling environment around her. She looked neither sophisticated nor had the dignity that a leader should have.

Except her giant hex fists were resting on either side of the seat.

In Dicheng, the bigger the fist, the more power you have. This is the hard power that makes her a leader.

"Hey, move aside, you bastard, you stepped on my foot!" Gert wanted to squeeze through with Jinx, but was blocked by the enthusiastic audience.

"No, there's no rush. We can go find her after the game is over." Jinx waved her hands.

Lin knew that Jinx just wanted to escape. She was afraid of seeing her sister again and found that she really didn't want to see him again.

The farewell on the bridge was like a steel needle that pierced Jinx's heart, leaving an unhealable wound.

Gert had no choice but to stop and watch the boxing match with everyone else.

People in the stadium waved their betting tickets and shouted excitedly, almost blowing the roof off.

"Dear audience, the Piltover Boxing League's butterfly champion, Gustav 'Iron Chin' Joler, is about to appear! Although he is a newcomer here, he has already won seven consecutive games!"

The host’s grand introduction came through the venue’s loudspeaker.

A bald strong man with tattoos all over his body danced butterfly steps out of the doorway and came to the center of the field, excitedly welcoming the applause from the audience.

Jinx became interested: "Hey, I know that guy. Wasn't he taken to Stillwater Prison by the law enforcer? How did he escape?"

The bald man with the iron chin was indeed a thug under Hilco. He was accidentally injured by Jinx while transporting Shimmer, and was then arrested by the law enforcement officer and imprisoned in Jingshui Prison.

There he met Wei, who had a grudge against him, and Wei smashed his jaw with a dining plate, so he had to get a metal jaw replaced.

Now he was pounding his bare chest like a wild beast, announcing his return as a king.

However, Wei, who was sitting on the high platform, just held up his chin and glanced at him sideways, and the aura of the iron-chinned Qiao Le suddenly weakened.

Wei sighed, she stood up, walked to a bronze gong as tall as a person under the watchful eyes of everyone, and clenched her fists.

There was a rare silence on the field for a few seconds, and everyone held their breath. Then Wei hammered the gong with his bare hands, signaling the start of the game.

(End of this chapter)