Yes, I did all this!

Hearing this sentence, Mrs. Katsuragi cried even more violently:

"No wuwu - Ah Zheng, Ah Zheng is missing! Three days ago... he went out to boxing, and then he didn't come back..."

Finally, we got to the point - Duanmu Mo understood what he was saying, but he sighed. For some reason he felt that this matter would be very troublesome, which made him want to give up on this commission:

"I roughly understand the situation, but I'm curious, Mrs. Katsuragi, why didn't you go to the police? This world is no longer ancient. It seems to be illegal to lock people up in the Colosseum to fight, right?"

"I dare not..." Mrs. Katsuragi's cry added a hint of fear and regret, but she did not continue.

She sobbed for a long time and finally found the courage: "It's a weirdo. Azheng has connections with the combatants. Those combatants said that if Azheng, an ordinary person, helps the weirdo do things, he can make a lot of money... .If the police are called, this matter about him will also be exposed...I beg you, Mr. Duanmu, don't tell others. It doesn't matter even if you refuse this commission, but never tell others... ..”

Hearing this, Duanmu Mo let out an ooh. But at the same time, a trace of curiosity emerged from my heart: "——Of course I will respect the privacy of customers, but I have some doubts. Mrs. Katsuragi, you are a landlord after all, and the location of the apartment is so good. Logically speaking, you shouldn't be short of money, right? ? Is there any reason to make more money?”

"..."

After Duanmumo said these words, Mrs. Katsuragi remained silent for a longer period of time. Only her sobs could be heard from time to time.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it..."

"...I tell you..." After Duanmumo wanted to give up questioning, Mrs. Katsuragi finally spoke. She spoke tremblingly, but it seemed that she was not telling Duanmumo, but talking to herself. Her emotions: "It's Yuzhi...and her parents. Yuzhi's mother only regards me as a classmate, but I consider myself her friend. She may also know this, so she feels relieved Send Yuzhi to my school."

As she spoke, she put her hand on her belly: "Ajing... Yuzhi's mother is very generous, and her monthly alimony is more than my income as a landlord... ..I don’t have children, but I treat Yuzhi as a child, but gradually...I don’t know if this is because I really like this child, or if I hope that Yuzhi will look after me when he grows up. Her efforts have made me rich..."

As she talked, Mrs. Katsuragi began to speak incoherently, and her intermittent words were almost a mess.

Duanmumo had already sat on the sofa and propped up his cheeks, and said calmly: "To put it simply, do you want to have the wealth and status of Yuzhi's parents, so you took the risk?"

Mrs. Katsuragi's motives are very complicated. She probably has envy and jealousy of Yuzhi's parents, as well as inferiority complex in front of Yuzhi. However, in terms of purpose, they hope to be on the same footing as Yuzhi's parents.

"Yes...yes."

"Well -" Duanmumo raised his head and thought for a long time.

He was not interested in Mrs. Katsuragi's tirade. No matter how miserable she said, it could not change that this was a troublesome matter. Even if Duanmumo refused, there would be no psychological burden.

For the sake of his relationship with Yu Zhi, what will happen next? No, no, no, whether his relationship with Yu Zhi is that close is another matter.

So, weirdo... Katsuragi was forced to engage in black boxing because of the weirdo. Is there a cooperative relationship with the weirdo?

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and after an unknown amount of time, Duanmumo spoke:

"Where is the black fist place you mentioned?"

Volume One: Chapter 15: Strange Potion

The next morning, Yuzhi put on his schoolbag and walked out of the house. He looked at the door next door, worry flashing in his eyes.

Yesterday she felt something weird about Aunt Katsuragi. She didn't know how to describe it. She just felt a little blocked in her heart and wanted to do something but didn't know how.

In the end, she gave up, resisted the idea of ​​knocking on the door and asked, and left the apartment to go to school.

——Not long after he went out, Yuzhi unexpectedly saw Duanmu Mo sitting on a motorcycle on the street, seemingly waiting for something.

"Mr. Duanmu?" Yuzhi came up to greet him. After seeing Yuzhi's arrival, the man nodded:

"I have something to go to, and it happens to be on the way to your school. Do you want to sit down?"

"Then...I'm sorry to trouble you."

After taking Duanmumo's helmet, Yuzhi sat in the back seat and hugged his waist.

The motorcycle made a low roar as it drove Duanmu Mo and Yu Zhi down the street.

When they came to the intersection, the slow motorcycle started to accelerate. Feeling the wind blowing on his body, Yuzhi asked in a low voice: "Mr. Duanmu... what did Aunt Katsuragi say to you yesterday? Can you tell me?"

"It's confidential and I have to respect other people's privacy - but why don't you ask yourself?"

Mixed with the sound of the wind, Duanmu Mo's voice rang through the helmet and reached Yuzhi's ears vaguely.

"I...feel a little rude, so..."

"Do you think it would be rude to ask such a thing about your relationship with her?"

Yuzhi was stunned: "I..."

"Yuori, what I can tell you is that Mrs. Katsuragi treats you as her own child. As for what you do, it is your own choice."

"..."

After Duanmumo said this, Yuzhi fell into a deep silence. It wasn't until Duanmumo dropped her near the school that she thanked her quietly and left slowly.

Looking at her back, Duanmumo shook his head and drove away on his motorcycle without saying anything.

...

That night, three or two groups of people were walking on the street. This was no longer the time to hang out. They were all aiming for one place.

Deep in the alley, the nightclub was bustling with activity. Under the loud music, dazzling lights flashed back and forth, and red and pink rouge filled the nasal cavity.

Countless energetic men and women danced freely on the stage and released themselves to the music.

There is a feast of feasting and entertainment.

The relationships between people melt away in this deafening music, reason gradually extinguishes, and in the end only the most instinctive desires of living things remain.

——Duanmu Mo politely declined the fifth girl who came to invite him, took a sip of the wine in his glass, and let out a breath.

His eyes glanced aside, and there were two employees standing there on the steps leading to the second floor, watching some people walking towards the second floor.

He stood up and walked toward the second floor with his windbreaker pockets in his pockets. However, as soon as he stepped onto the steps of the second floor, he was stopped by a tall employee: "Stop! What do you do? I've never seen you."

"Me? Just going to the toilet." Duanmumo said slowly.

"There is a restroom on the first floor, and the second floor is for VIP users." One of the employees pointed in the direction of the restroom and stared at Duanmumo closely.

"...Okay, thank you."

Duanmumo turned around with a smile and entered the chaotic dancing crowd. His eyes scanned the surrounding surveillance cameras and suddenly patted the back of a drunken man who had staggered in his dance steps.

"Uh-"

The drunk man suddenly felt a slight force coming from behind, and then quickly spread throughout his body. The drunkenness in his stomach began to rise, and he took a few steps forward uncontrollably, and finally vomited everything in his stomach uncontrollably.

The vomit happened to stick to the feet of one of the employees. Seeing the dirt on the shoes, the employee suddenly became furious: "Damn - this piece of shit bastard!"

He subconsciously raised his fists, but he didn't hit anyone because of the store's rules. Instead, he asked someone to clean up the vomit here and threw the drunkard out, then went to the bathroom on the first floor to clean his leather shoes.

Amidst the sound of dripping water, the employee's shoes were wiped clean. When he was about to turn around, he suddenly saw a figure with a mysterious smile. His body shook for no reason. He quickly turned around and looked behind him, but Found nothing.

"...what's going on."

The employee frowned in confusion, but did not go into details. He just thought it was his hallucination and continued to guard the front of the second floor.

What he didn't notice was that his shadow squirmed abnormally the moment he turned around.

Among the next few VIP members who went to the second floor, his shadow intertwined with the shadows of employees, and then they climbed to the second floor unharmed as if nothing had happened.

Going up to the corridor on the second floor, there are some disguised KTV rooms around. Under the leadership of the employees on the second floor, these VIP users walked to the deepest part of the corridor. Facing the wall in front, the employees swiped their cards in one place. , pushed open the wall, revealing an elevator leading underground.

"Have a good time."

Employees said that these advanced users entered the elevator and put on the masks placed in the elevator. When the elevator door opened again, a completely different scene from the first and second floors appeared in front of them.

The bright and luxurious European-style decoration is difficult to associate with the previous nightclub. Slot machines, poker tables, etc. are distributed on both sides of the hall, and in the center, there is a huge octagonal cage, where you can see two shirtless men. There was a bloody fight inside.

Their eyes were filled with madness and hatred, but at the same time they did not see any corresponding reason, as if they were just two vicious beasts trapped in a cage.

Crowds of people surged, shadows mingled with shadows.

Unknowingly, Duanmumo appeared in the underground hall openly and openly wearing the mask he got from the elevator. He sat in front of the sofa outside the octagonal cage and watched the two people fight.

Every fight would elicit excited roars from the audience, bloodthirsty voices urging them to kill, and fists hitting each other harder than before once again.

"Handsome guy, let's have a drink~"

"Well, thank you."

He took the drink from the enchanting girl and took a gulp. The mellow drink spread from the body, eroding people's judgment.

Squinting at the people in the cage, Duanmumo saw the traces of pinholes on their necks with his modified vision.

Looking around, Duanmumo stood up and started wandering around.

Walking around and bumping into each other, he blended into the crowd without attracting anyone's attention.

——Finally, he leaned against the corner of the corridor, drinking wine while listening to the sounds behind the corner.

In the corridor across the corner, a man in a suit opened his handbag and said to another shirtless man:

"This is the latest potion that can strengthen your body to the greatest extent and numb your pain."

The shirtless man licked the bruise on the corner of his mouth and asked breathlessly: "How much?"

"Two hundred thousand."

"Two hundred thousand! You are stealing money!"

Hearing this number, the big man growled and asked, but the man's tone remained calm: "Your opponent has already bought it, do you want to die at his hands?"

There was a trace of confusion in his words: "Think about it, as long as you win two more games, a mere two hundred thousand means nothing to you? Don't forget, you still owe several million here, as long as you If you win, all the money you owe can be written off in one go.”

"..." A simple temptation, but very effective. The man was obviously persuaded by him, with a look of confusion and pain on his face. Finally, he made up his mind and nodded: "I will buy it!"

——Another deal was concluded, the big man left, and the man also walked in another direction.

But the moment the man turned around, he suddenly heard a slight movement approaching him rapidly. The man immediately tensed up his muscles and turned around, looking behind him fiercely, but found nothing.

The man was stunned for a moment, then looked around worriedly, but still found nothing.

He didn't know what the situation was, but the sense of vigilance in his heart still made him take action, and left here with his handbag.

Leaving through the back door, the man left the underground of the nightclub and hurriedly walked on the street.

He turned back from time to time, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and his steps became faster and faster, but no matter what, he could not detect the traces of someone following behind him. He could only vaguely notice that there was an inexplicable line of sight around him quietly watching him.

Finally, the anxiety in his heart made him stop on the deserted street, looked around and shouted: "Come out! How long are you going to follow me?!"

There was silence all around, and he yelled again: "Come out! I know you are looking at me!"

A sense of vigilance kept ringing in his heart, and the man suddenly turned around and looked behind him from time to time, but still saw nothing.

"Oh."

On this street where there was nothing but the sound of his heartbeat, the man suddenly heard a chuckle behind him.

He turned around urgently and was shocked to find a figure standing very close behind him.

"Varied--"

He immediately took a few steps back, looked at the figure in the trench coat in shock, and forced himself to calm down: "Damn...what is your purpose?!"

"Me?" Duanmu Mo turned his back to the light, and the shadow covered his face. His calm attitude was in sharp contrast to the nervous man: "I'm just a little curious about the potion you sell."

"You mean this medicine?" The man glanced at his handbag and sneered calmly: "Why should I tell you?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. Let me guess..." Duanmumo rubbed his chin and walked slowly. The sound of his footsteps hitting the ground kept echoing in the man's heart: "This potion has some kind of strong effect." Side effects, and these boxers are just your experimental subjects. You cooperate with this nightclub to 'solve' people who are completely unable to suppress the side effects, right?"

"..."

The man's pupils shrank, and Duanmumo could see the surprise in his eyes.

After he was silent for a long time, the man finally laughed sinisterly as if he had given up on something: "Hahaha... It's amazing, I guessed it right away - but there is one thing you don't know. "

"Oh? What is it?"

Under Duanmumo's questioning gaze, he opened his handbag and took out three potions.

In front of Duanmu Mo, he injected all these medicines into his body!

"Uh-"

Veins popped up on his face, the man's body began to swell, and his muscles began to tear his clothes apart. The skin exposed to the air gradually attached a layer of hard skin similar to the cuticle, and the hard skin even formed sharp points on attack parts such as his fists. A stab-like glove.

"Ouch!"

——The man who finally appeared in front of Duanmu Mo had turned into a ferocious muscular monster with bulging veins all over his body.

"That's because the side effects of this potion will turn the user into this! You cunning human being, just go to hell!"

The man who had turned into a muscular monster lost his previous fear and rushed towards Duanmu Mo.

Volume 1: Chapter 16: Port Warehouse

Facing the muscular monster charging fiercely, Duanmumo showed no fear at all and nodded thoughtfully: