Card Master: My Special Feature - Choose One of Three

It's not just that one layer of skin has been peeled off; it's practically just skin and no skin left.

At the entrance to the dark arena, Yin Changfeng felt a pain seeping out from between his bones.

Long-buried memories surged from the depths of my mind; those barren, dark pasts remained vivid in my mind.

"It's dark ahead. Once inside, don't say or do anything. Leave everything to me."

Yin Changfeng gave instructions to everyone.

The Black Field was located in the Black Water Workshop, only fifteen minutes away from Zhang Ni's divination tent.

Blackwater Workshop was already chaotic, and Black Field was the most chaotic place in Blackwater Workshop.

If those who roam near the black market are like wandering ghosts, then those who roam near the black field are all evil spirits.

A very thin boy with dull eyes walked past the crowd and into a dilapidated tenement building not far away.

He exuded a ruthlessness that could only be cultivated through countless brushes with death and near-death experiences.

A faint, pungent smell of blood hung in the air, the ground trembled slightly, and shouts and cheers could be heard indistinctly.

Bai Miao keenly sensed that several second-tier card masters were stationed around the tenement building.

Xia Yuebai's lips were slightly pale, clearly indicating that she was not used to the atmosphere around the dark room.

Yin Changfeng led the group toward the tenement building.

Two burly men emerged from the shadows. Their auras were not weak, both reaching the level of second-tier card masters.

One of them recognized Yin Changfeng and, without saying a word, punched Yin Changfeng in the face.

Yin Changfeng caught the punch with one hand. The burly man was extremely agile, and the moment he threw the punch, his right leg smoothly followed up with a flying kick.

Yin Changfeng blocked with his elbow, and the burly man took two steps back, laughing heartily:

"Yin Changfeng! It's been so long! Your skills have deteriorated considerably compared to before."

"What's wrong? Now that you're a high-ranking official in the Secret Service, instead of enjoying your good life, you're causing trouble in the shadows."

"Luo Xin, you've been fighting for so many years, and in the end, you're destined to be nothing more than a watchdog."

Let Grandpa bark twice.

As Yin Changfeng, a third-tier card master, swept over him, Luo Xin bared his teeth and cursed:

"Wow, you've become a third-tier card master. You've come back to show off in front of your brothers."

The burly man beside Luo Xin was still young and had never seen Yin Changfeng in person. He had only heard of Yin Changfeng's fearsome reputation from the old man in the dark.

He was initially somewhat unconvinced, but now that Yin Changfeng had revealed his third-tier strength, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and swallow his resentment.

"I'm not going to mince words with you. I'm back here to find something, and I need to see the boss."

Yin Changfeng stopped laughing and said seriously.

Luo Xin's gaze passed over Yin Changfeng and landed on Bai Miao and the others behind him, sweeping over their faces and clothing, and he looked troubled:

"A place as lowly as the Black Fields is unlikely to accommodate the Buddha statue you brought."

To guard the gate in a dark place, you need not only skill, but also keen eyesight.

The people Yin Changfeng brought, apart from Jiao Beiyao and Hei Chang, all seemed to be like-minded.

The others were like blank sheets of paper, completely out of place here. Yan Li's legs trembled, He Changlin was somewhat reserved, and Xia Yuebai and Lü Dantong were pale.

These people are clearly from good families; they are not the same kind of people as those who frequent the underworld.

There are mainly two types of people coming and going in the dark: those who sell their lives for money and those who buy their lives with money.

The young men who risked their lives had a ruthless look in their eyes; they were ruthless to others, but even more ruthless to themselves.

Those who buy lives are the most arrogant and don't value human life.

"I advise you to take your people and leave as soon as possible. Things haven't been peaceful around Black Field lately."

Luo Xin's reminder was neither out of kindness nor affection, but purely out of fear of trouble.

In places like the Dark Field, the worst thing is to run into trouble. It's no secret that Yin Changfeng is now working for the Special Operations Bureau.

The people following him were mostly Secret Service agents.

If anything were to happen to any of them, the Secret Service might just turn the entire Black Market upside down.

He himself is not in much trouble; he has been boxing for so many years and has accumulated some savings.

The fear is that the temporary closure of the venue will prevent those who need money from working there from doing their jobs.

"Ah Xin, I'm here today because it's very important. Please inform the boss."

Yin Changfeng knew the rules of the Black Field: those who left the Black Field could never return. He himself could not enter the Black Field. Apart from Jiao Beiyao, whom he could not control, the people behind him were all trouble in the eyes of the Black Field people.

If they want to find something in the Black Market, they need the help of the Black Market boss. Even if they managed to sneak into the Black Market, it would be difficult for them to find the White Bone Box.

"Yin Changfeng, don't make things difficult for your brother. You know the rules of the underworld."

Luo Xin remained unmoved. As the two remained locked in a stalemate, a person emerged from the dark doorway. He was dressed in a straight robe, the fabric of which was extremely luxurious. The black robe was embroidered with bat patterns in gold thread, and a string of ochre-red beads was wrapped around his wrist.

"Isn't this Brother Changfeng?" The newcomer had a beard and a refined and approachable appearance.

"Boss." Luo Xin consciously stepped back to the man's side.

Bai Miao recognized the person as Chu Sanhe. He had seen him pay respects to Jiang Lingxian at the Jiang family home, but he never expected that he would be the boss of the black market.

"You want to look for things in the dark, fine," Chu Sanhe said calmly. "But you know the rules of the dark: if you want something, you have to give something in return."

"The price I'm offering isn't unreasonable. As long as you fight one more match for me, you can search the entire Black Market as you like."

Chu San's smile deepened. "After all, this is something you're good at, isn't it?"

Yin Changfeng met Chu Sanhe's gaze, and after a long while, nodded in agreement.

"Excuse me, could you please wait a moment? I'll make a call and then decide."

When Bai Miao stepped out from behind Yin Changfeng, Chu Sanhe saw a familiar trace on Bai Miao's face.

Bai Miao called Jiang Lingxian and briefly explained the current situation. Grandpa told Bai Miao to wait a moment.

Soon, Chu Sanhe received a phone call, and he responded respectfully to the person on the other end.

After hanging up the phone, he turned to Bai Miao with a wide, beaming smile.

"So you're one of us. My apologies. Black Field is our property. Whatever you want to do, Black Field will cooperate with you."

Not only Luo Xin, but even Yin Changfeng and Jiao Beiyao looked at Bai Miao with strange eyes at this moment.

Their eyes seemed to say, "Good heavens, you look perfectly respectable, but it turns out your family owns the most shady business in the entire Yujiang City."

Bai Miao was wronged. His parents were both extremely kind people. This black market was a matter of the Jiang family's business, and he had only just found out about it.

Chu Sanhe said he would cooperate fully, which meant he would spare no effort and personally lead everyone into the dark arena.

Bai Miao entered the tenement building, and spiritual energy fluctuations swept across it like ripples on water, revealing a hidden world inside.

This place is actually a spiritual realm.