Number One Ugly Husband

60. Don’t Embarrass Me (2)

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Lu’s subordinates quickly escorted Bao Ye to leave the warehouse.

Chu Qiang scowled, “Is the ugly slave really going for the ring?”

Lu curved his lips teasingly, “Yes, of course, didn’t you hear that clearly just now?”

Chu Qiang grimaced, “You mad? He is an inferior slave! How could he be rival with the middle and top slaves? He will die!”

Lu felt confused. He took the three bosses here to detect how Jin Lingrui valued the ugly slave and Ji’s attitude towards the ugly slave. However, these two were not nervous about the situation, but Chu Qiang, who was not related to the ugly slave at all, stood out and spoke for him.

“This is how the life and death ring go. No matter you are equal to your rival or not, no matter you are a top or inferior slave, so long as the owner wants you to go, you have to go.”

“…” Chu Qiang could not retort him since what he said was the truth.

Boss Ji glimpsed over Jin Lingrui, who was smoking and remained silence. Since Jin didn’t say a word, Ji decided to follow suit.

“Let me take you to the audience seats.”

Lu led them to the temporary seats placed under the ring.

This was the most covert place in the stadium, which aimed at sheltering the top slave audiences here. Although these seats had been approved, no one would predict what these capricious owners would treat the top slaves who were watching the competition here.

Noticing that there were not many audiences here today, the judge kicked off the combat, “Now comes the two players.”

The one came out first was a 210cm tall male middle slave. He was extremely strong, with strengths filling up each of his muscles. What’s more, he retained his champion title for successively beaten his rivals on this life and death ring.

The owners became excited as he came out.

One slave owner yelled at him, “Super, if you can survive today, you’ll get my promise for anything within my scope.”

Super was immediately inspired, he raised up his fists and collided them together.

The owners looked at another exit of the ring and saw a ghost-like inferior slave pushed out by a top slave. Their excitement immediately decreased since they thought this game was not worth of watching.

“Can that inferior slave be the rival with Super? Tut, he is so weak, Super can beat him with one punch.”

“I heard that this ugly slave is the bio-brother of the boss in Southern District.”

“Oh?” On hearing the identity of the ugly slave, their excitement came up again, “Is he as capable as the boss of Southern District?”

“Watch the show and you will know it.”

Bao Ye was pushed out to the ring. He looked up and saw the well-dressed slave owners looking at him like smelly garbage. He hated these eyes.

The top slave forced Bao Ye to step on the ring.

The judge looked at them and got that Bao Ye was reluctant to stand here. He announced the game start on the moment the top slave let Bao Ye go.

Looking at Bao Ye, who was only a little taller than Super’s shoulder, Lu asked Jin Lingrui on purpose, “Who do you think will win?”

Jin Lingrui took a drag on the cigarette. When Lu thought he wouldn’t reply an answer, he suddenly spoke out, “Jin Jiabao.”

All the people of Southern District were shocked.

“What?” Lu failed to realize who he was talking about.

Boss Ji glimpsed over Jin Lingrui and said, “Same here. I think Mr. Jin will win.”

Chu Qiang disliked Lu for a long time, and he followed Ji and Jin to support Bao Ye.

Lu snorted, “But I think Super is better, he had won the champion successively on the ring.”

However, the champion he spoke of only dared to stand still and defense, rather than rushing to his rival and punching him or her heavily as he used to.

“Come on, Super!” Someone was yelling, “Beat him to death and you get a ton of grains!”

Super looked at the yelling owner and remained unmoved. He had witnessed how Bao Ye kicked the top slave flying away with one strike.

Bao Ye also stood still. It was alright for him to combat on the ring, but he was never willing to beat his opponent to death.

Lu was furious as he saw Super standing still, “Super, hurry up! He is just an inferior slave and he can never beat you! Damn it, when did you be so lame? If you don’t beat him, you are out of the game from now on.”

Super felt his heart was tightened: out of game, out of life.

He cried out, rushed towards Bao Ye and waved his fist on him.

The slaves were not trained with martial arts, they won the game by their fists, speed, strength, acuity and experience on the ring.

Bao Ye didn’t intend to fight back. He hided from his attack all the time.

Lu was extremely satisfied at Bao Ye’s hiding without attack. He spoke to Jin Lingrui, “He is such a bastard, he doesn’t even dare to fight back! Hey, are you Jins all cowards?”

The people in the Southern District were ignited by Lu’s insulting on their boss with the disguise of mocking the ugly slave. They wanted to tear apart Lu’s mouth.

Jin Lingrui smiled instead of freaking out, “He is better that those fools who clearly know they are weaker but still rush to their death.”

Realizing his satire on him, Lu smiled coldly, “Boss Jin, too confident.”

Jin Lingrui didn’t replied him and continued smoking.

Suddenly, a lazily, sexy voice appeared in Bao Ye’s mind, saying, “Don’t embarrass me.”