Gui Shou's expression brightened slightly. He sneered, "Kid, I almost forgot. Almost no one survives this competition. Let them fight. After the match, I'll deal with this little lady."
As Gui Shou spoke, he reached out and pinched the bunny girl's soft waist.
Without lingering, Gui Shou followed Old Wolf out of the corridor and towards the private room with glass walls.
The security guards, seeing that everything was settled, dispersed. Only Chen Fan and the bunny girl remained in the corridor.
"Thank you," the bunny girl said, walking up to Chen Fan in her high heels.
Chen Fan smiled faintly, "It's nothing. I should be the one thanking you."
If it weren't for the bunny girl's words back then, Da Xiong probably wouldn't have survived until now.
"Ah?" The bunny girl blinked, looking confused.
Chen Fan didn't explain further and intended to head to the entrance area of the arena to await the start of the competition.
"Sir, wait a moment." The bunny girl called out to Chen Fan with a complex expression and quickly caught up.
"Is there something else?" Chen Fan asked.
"Are you sure you want to participate in this competition? I've seen it before; almost no one walks off the stage alive. How about you just leave?"
"This is something I promised someone, so I must participate in this match. Don't worry, I'll be fine," Chen Fan said calmly.
Seeing Chen Fan's determination to participate, the bunny girl didn't know what else to say. She could only encourage him, "If you come back alive, you can do whatever you want to me."
After saying this, the bunny girl's face flushed, and she lowered her head shyly, not daring to look at Chen Fan.
Chen Fan was a bit bewildered. What was going on? Was she offering herself to him?
"You've misunderstood. I didn't mean that. I'm helping you today because you helped me out last time. You don't have to do this," Chen Fan explained.
Disappointment immediately appeared on the bunny girl's face. "Are you looking down on me because I'm dirty? Actually, I've never had a boyfriend."
"I'm working here because my family needs money. The pay is high, but I can assure you, I'm very clean."
Chen Fan shook his head, "You've really misunderstood. I don't mean to look down on you. I have a girlfriend."
"So that's how it is." The bunny girl continued to lower her head in disappointment.
Chen Fan didn't explain further and turned to walk directly into the competition venue, leaving the bunny girl standing there stunned.
A dozen strong men were resting. Upon seeing Chen Fan, one of them directly said, "Hey, kid, get me a bottle of water."
The man clearly mistook Chen Fan for a waiter.
Chen Fan ignored him and sat down on a nearby chair.
"Damn it, kid, are you deaf? Hurry up and get me a bottle of water!" The man's face showed anger when Chen Fan ignored him.
He had already seen many of the participating contestants showing disdain.
"See? Even the waiter here doesn't want to bother with you. If I were you, I'd leave immediately," a burly man sneered mockingly.
They were opponents, and in a fight to the death, so their words were naturally not polite.
"You dare to ignore me, you punk?!" The surrounding taunts made him lose face. He got up and walked directly to Chen Fan.
"When did I ever tell you I was a waiter here?" Chen Fan retorted.
The man immediately sneered, "Kid, if you're not a waiter here, then are you perhaps here to compete?"
"That's right, I'm here to compete," Chen Fan replied.
"What? You're here to compete? Hahaha! Kid, are you trying to make me laugh to death?!" The man clutched his stomach and burst into laughter.
Chen Fan's words also drew the attention of many others.
When the numerous contestants saw Chen Fan's frail appearance, they all let out contemptuous sneers.
"Kid, do you know I could kill someone like you with one punch?" After his laughter subsided, the man clenched his fist in front of Chen Fan.
His fist made a cracking sound in front of Chen Fan.
"Hey, kid, hurry up and go home to your mommy. This isn't a place for children," another burly man couldn't help but mock.
"I can take down guys like you with one punch each," Chen Fan glanced at the man beside him.
The man was provoked by Chen Fan's taunt again, and his face turned cold.
In his eyes, Chen Fan was nothing but trash. To be mocked by trash in front of everyone, how could the man not be angry?
"Kid, I think you're looking for death!" The man's face was gloomy, clearly indicating he was about to make a move.
The scene unfolding around the ring was clearly visible to those sitting in the private rooms upstairs.
"Who is that kid? Boss Song, is he one of your employees?" a middle-aged man with a full beard asked.
"What employee? This kid is also a contestant," Gui Shou, sitting on the sofa, said with a sneer.
"What? A contestant? Him? Hahaha! Whose contestant is this? Is it because you have no one left? Or I could lend you one. Just letting a kid like this compete, aren't you disrespecting the boss?" The bearded middle-aged man was amused upon hearing this. He looked left and right with a mocking expression.
"Why are you looking at me? This kid has nothing to do with me anyway," Old Wolf glanced at the bearded middle-aged man and said.
"This kid probably can't even take one punch from those contestants."
"Forget one punch, this kid might have already wet himself from fear. Look, Sang Biao, whom I brought, can't wait to make a move," a flat-topped man said mockingly.
"It's good to eliminate trash like this early on. Otherwise, it will affect the boss's enjoyment of the match," Gui Shou's lips curled upwards. He was already eager to see someone deal with Chen Fan.
"This is a contestant from my Red Leaf Bar," Song Wenting said, who had been silent until now.
Everyone looked at Song Wenting in surprise.
Only the middle-aged man sitting in the center appeared calm. It was mainly because he was wearing a mask, and no one could see any change in his expression.
"Boss Song, if you're short on people, you can tell me. We've known each other for so many years. I can send a few to you. Why find such trash to compete? This is embarrassing your Red Leaf Bar."
"Boss Song, you're the boss's goddaughter. This competition is so important to the boss, and you're letting it slide. Do you even respect the boss?"
Hearing their words, Song Wenting offered no explanation or defense.
"They're about to fight!" Just then, a man exclaimed excitedly.