Number One Ugly Husband

61. That Smile is Toxic (1)

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Looking at the entrance of the audience area, Bao Ye saw Dongling Ce leaning at the gate with his hands in his pockets on his trousers. He was pretty as a devil, and now the devil smiled like a red spider lily, which is flirtatious, seductive, and toxic…

Suddenly, a sharp pain was stricken on his face. It was Super that punched in his face heavily.

Bao Ye staggered back for a step. Feeling the pustules were broken, he wiped his face immediately and saw a handful of blood and pus.

He frowned, “Shit, that smile is toxic…”

Lu jumped up excitedly and shouted out, “Well-done! Good stroke! Go on, Super!”

Glancing at Jin Lingrui, who was as calm as before, Boss Ji raised his eyebrow.

The owners on the audience seats were also excited, but they were disgusted by the blood and pus on Bao Ye’s face as well. And the disgust now overwhelmed their excitement.

“Let the game end quick.”

The owners were only fond of watching people fighting with blood and flesh, rather than seeing them hiding all the time. One owner shouted, “That ugly slave, hide for one second and you are died.”

“Yes!” The owners echoed him.

Bao Ye’s eyes were darkened when he saw the slave owners treating human as nothing. He looked at Dongling Ce standing at the gate, then fixed his eyes on Super.

Seeing his sullied eyes, Super stepped back a little. But the threat of being out of game in the future overwhelmed his fear for Bao Ye’s power. He decided to brazen it out.

“Die.” Bao Ye said to him lightly, hided his fist and punched in his bully heavily.

Super vomited a mouthful of blood, flied away like a kite, and lied down on the ground lifelessly.

Lu and people of the Southern District were all stunned at the scene. No one had ever predicted that Bao Ye was able to beat a middle slave with one punch.

The judge ran on the ring quickly, “Super, can you stand up?”

Super gave no responses.

Was he died?

The judge reached out to feel Super’s breath and felt nothing. He stood up and announced, “Super is died.”

Bao Ye was slightly relieved.

“What?” Neither Lu could accept the result, nor the people in the Southern District could believe the ugly slave, who was unable to carry a woman up could kill a people with one punch.”

The slave owners never cared about the life and death of the slave. They only chased for excitement and hoped for a quick ending of a dull game. Bao Ye found this and decided to beat Super with one punch.

An owner shouted, “Hurry up, don’t waste my time on a died slave. Next combat!”

“He is not died.” Dongling Ce spoke out lazily.

Everyone stared blankly at the ring.

If Super was not died, the game was still on. It only ended when one side was beaten to death by the other.

Bao Ye felt stuck. Super was alive, he was put into fake death by his punch just now. Bao Ye intended to cheat the owners and end the game quicker, but he never thought this psycho would come in his way.

He rolled eyes stealthily at Dongling Ce’s smiling handsome face. He shouldn’t wonder if he would come to help him out, psycho would always be a psycho.

Lu was pissed off, “Don’t pretend! Get up! Or I will burn you now in the huge stove!”

The judge felt the heartbeat and pulse of Super, “He is died.”

Dongling Ce said, “He is not.”

Next, Super twitched for a second on the ground.

Bao Ye’s eye corners twitched with him. Damn it, it must be the trick from the psycho.

He squatted down, disguising himself with feeling Super’s breath, he suppressed the twitching of Super with his power. “He is died, he has no breath now.”

Dongling Ce curved his lips and intended to speak against him, “He is not.”

Super’s thig twitched again.

Bao Ye took a deep breath and pressed Super again, “He is died.”

“He is not.”

Super moved again.

“He is died.”

“He is not.”

“He died.”

“Not died.”

“…”

The slave owners looked at Bao Ye, then looked at Dongling Ce. Was him died or not? Why it was so difficult to judge a slave’s death?”

Bao Ye noticed that some owners ran out of patience and were decided to kill Super by power. He stared at Dongling Ce sullenly and spoke to him with the sense of warning, “Mr. Dongling, he is died, for real.”

It was the first time he called Dongling Ce as Mr. Dongling.