Chen Fan's expression was calm as he took a step and lifted Ruan Xiaoyu.
Ruan Xiaoyu was no simple person to establish herself in the Ghost Market, but in Chen Fan's hands, she dared not struggle or resist.
The Ghost Market had its own set of survival rules. In this place, offending a powerful figure like Han Wei with her background was not a big deal.
But offending someone like Chen Fan, a black boxing fighter who had just achieved ten consecutive wins and killed ruthlessly in the black boxing ring, was very dangerous.
Therefore, Ruan Xiaoyu didn't dare to resist. She could only look at Chen Fan with pleading eyes and say, "Ghost... Ghost Car, I didn't offend you!"
Chen Fan ignored her and said to Han Wei, "Slap her!"
Han Wei glanced at Chen Fan and, without hesitation, raised her hand and delivered more than ten slaps.
Amidst a series of crisp sounds, Ruan Xiaoyu, who was not unattractive and had a charming face, cried out miserably, her cheeks on both sides swelling up.
Seeing that Han Wei's hand was hurting from slapping, Chen Fan then threw Ruan Xiaoyu to the ground.
Some people around saw this scene, including some guards who maintained order in the boxing arena. They showed no reaction.
It was mainly Chen Fan's identity that made them afraid to act rashly.
Even the ultimate powerhouse of the underground boxing ring, the martial arts grandmaster Ba Zhuo, could not do anything to Chen Fan. If these guards intervened, they would only be causing trouble!
"Let's go!"
Chen Fan didn't want to delay. He said to Han Wei.
Han Wei nodded in silence, took a deep look at Xie Jingyan, and had no sense of triumphant satisfaction on her face. There was only a trace of desolation.
The two returned to the corridor and left the underground boxing arena with Zhao Quan and Wang Ziqing.
Han Wei remained silent.
Wang Ziqing led the way, navigating through the maze-like streets and alleys of the Ghost Market, and finally emerged from the Ghost Market to the parking lot.
Just as they were about to get into the car, the sound of clapping suddenly rang out.
Chen Fan turned his head and saw that the lights of a Raptor parked not far away had turned on, and a woman in red emerged from the car.
She was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with a fiery figure. Her bright red dress did not look vulgar; instead, it gave her a vibrant aura.
"Undefeated God of War Chen Tianjiao!"
The woman spoke and greeted him.
Chen Fan was slightly taken aback and said, "Who are you?"
Seeing the woman in red, Zhao Quan's pupils contracted slightly.
"My name is Shang Wushuang." The woman in red smiled and said, "It's similar to your name, which means we are fated!"
Chen Fan said indifferently, "Is something wrong?"
Shang Wushuang saw Chen Fan's indifferent attitude but didn't mind. She smiled and said, "Yes, thanks to you, I've had a great harvest tonight. It's at least four hundred million. Although the boxing ring hasn't paid me yet, I'm very happy to have earned so much at once!"
"That's your business!" Chen Fan didn't want to delay. His top priority now was to ensure Zhao Quan's safe departure.
Ji Cang had already warned him, and he didn't want any more complications.
In a place like the Ghost Market, which was a melting pot of all sorts, the other party would definitely have informants, and they might already be watching. Therefore, he had to be cautious.
"That's also because of your ten consecutive wins. I'm very interested in you."
Shang Wushuang smiled.
"I'm not interested in you!"
Chen Fan replied casually, opened the car door, and said, "See you later!"
"I have something that will interest you. We will meet again."
Shang Wushuang smiled and said.
Chen Fan did not commit. He opened the car door and motioned for the bodyguard driving to take another car.
This was a Land Rover, and the interior space was quite spacious. Han Wei sat in the passenger seat.
Zhao Quan wanted to take another car, but Chen Fan motioned for him to get into the back seat.
Closing the car door, he reversed out of the parking lot and quickly drove away.
Shang Wushuang leaned against the Raptor, watching the headlights of the two cars disappear into the distance, and shrugged.
"Miss, this person is a bit ungrateful!"
Shang Wushuang's maid, Luzhu, said.
"In a place like the Ghost Market, isn't this kind of reaction normal?"
Shang Wushuang narrowed her eyes and said, "The person behind Chen Tianjiao, is that the Eighth Master of the boxing ring?"
"Yes." Luzhu replied. "He's a capable manager of the boxing ring!"
Shang Wushuang nodded and said, "He left the boxing ring with Chen Tianjiao. And Chen Tianjiao's previous challenge for ten consecutive wins, what's the connection?"
Luzhu naturally couldn't answer this question.
The appearance of Chen Tianjiao, an undefeated God of War, in the Ghost Market was already an unusual event.
"Let's go. First, let's find a hotel to rest. We'll go to Kyoto tomorrow."
Shang Wushuang said.
"Young lady, Kyoto is very deep. The master doesn't allow you to leave the Northeast."
An old woman poked her head out from inside the car and said.
"That's why we have to go. If you don't allow it, Granny Hua, then you can go home." Shang Wushuang said.
The old woman shook her head and only mentioned it, not trying to persuade further.
Just as they were about to get into the car, several people walked over.
"Sister Wushuang, did that Chen Tianjiao run away?"
The person in the lead was the young master Hang from private room number seven. He approached with an imposing aura. Seeing only Shang Wushuang, his face turned sullen.
Shang Wushuang sized up young master Hang and smiled, "He left not long ago. You can still chase after him. But, are you going to cause trouble for him?"
"That bastard made me lose terribly!"
As soon as this was mentioned, Hang Shao's face turned dark.
Not only did his fifty million bet disappear in the ninth round, but he also didn't give up and bet another fifty million on the last round when Ba Zhuo fought!
Ba Zhuo was a martial arts grandmaster, and he knew Ba Zhuo's strength very well.
As a result, Ba Zhuo also lost, and Chen Fan took away his ten consecutive wins.
He not only lost the Hua Jin expert Zong Yiming here but also wasted a hundred million. His hatred was imaginable.
"Then hurry up and drive to chase him."
Shang Wushuang said with a half-smile, "Catch him and kill him. Well, are these bodyguards you brought enough?"
Hang Shao was speechless.
He didn't dare to chase. He only came here to vent his anger at Chen Fan. If it came to a fight, his bodyguards combined wouldn't be enough for one punch from that person.
Didn't even Ba Zhuo do anything to Chen Fan?
"Hehe, if you don't dare, then why did you come? Just to make a fool of yourself?"
Seeing Hang Shao's misfortune, Shang Wushuang felt happy.
After all, everything is relative. This comparison highlighted the other person's pain and her own joy.
Therefore, Shang Wushuang continued, "Why did you bet on Chen Tianjiao's opponent? If you had bet on Chen Tianjiao, ten million would have become three hundred million!"
"Tsk tsk, missing such a great opportunity. You might not encounter it once in three years!"
Hang Shao's heart was bleeding.
If it were anyone else, he would have already changed his expression and cursed loudly, but Shang Wushuang opposite him was no ordinary person. Her family background was much more powerful than his.
Moreover, this girl was notoriously fierce. If he offended her, he would be beaten badly, and even the King of Heaven would not be able to help him.
With a dark expression, Hang Shao said sourly, "Then congratulations, Sister Wushuang!"
Saying that, he turned back into the Ghost Market, intending to have a good time inside to vent his frustration.
Shang Wushuang said leisurely, "By the way, Hang Yunzhou, why don't you find a boxer for us to bet on?"
Hang Shao's body trembled again upon hearing this.
If a master like Zong Yiming from the ancient martial arts world was so easy to invite, then how could the boxers like Tan Lang and Qilin have a place in the Ghost Market?
He still had to compensate Zong Yiming this time.
"Uh, let's talk about it later, Sister Wushuang!"
He replied and then slunk back into the Ghost Market.