Gao Wu: I'll enjoy the benefits, but you'll bear the side effects.

Sister Wen's brows were tightly furrowed, her face filled with a mixture of helplessness and worry. She gently shook her head and said in a tone that carried a hint of protectiveness.

"You can't say that. I feel he's a pretty sensible person, and he wouldn't make things like this. He must have his own reasons for not coming."

As she spoke, she let out a deep sigh, a sigh filled with frustration and sorrow.

"But what about tonight's events? I'm so worried!"

It turns out that after Gao Jie's stunning appearance at this underground boxing ring a couple of days ago, this previously low-key place was like a bombshell dropped on it, suddenly becoming known to more people.

After all, a skilled fighter like Gao Jie is not someone you see every day, so his appearance naturally attracted a lot of attention. Many people came specifically to see him compete against others in the boxing ring.

But Gao Jie was still a student after all, and he was busy with his studies. In addition, he was embroiled in a lot of trouble with Hou Youcai at that time, so he didn't pay much attention to the expectations of the people in the boxing ring.

Now, Gao Jie's reputation has spread far and wide, and every day many people come to challenge him, wanting to spar with him, prove their strength, or make a name for themselves.

However, Sister Wen was unable to contact Gao Jie at all; every time she called, no one answered.

This stumped Sister Wen, who had no choice but to send another boxer to fight.

If it were just that simple, then it wouldn't be so bad.

The most troublesome thing is that many of those who came to challenge Gao Jie but failed to fight him, after causing trouble, issued particularly arrogant warnings, their words full of mockery and disdain for Sister Wen and the entire boxing ring.

As a result, Sister Wen's reputation in the underworld has plummeted, she has lost all face, and become the laughing stock of others.

Sister Wen has been so worn out by all these things lately that she's become numb, as if all her energy has been drained.

After all, no one can stand being tormented in such a roundabout way. If this continues, I'm afraid Sister Wen's physical and mental health will be ruined, and she'll really develop a chronic illness.

Just as Sister Wen was pondering how to deal with this chaotic situation with great worry, unexpectedly, the door was suddenly pushed open with a "bang".

"Who is it?"

Sister Wen subconsciously turned her head to the side. As soon as she glanced at it, her originally dull eyes lit up instantly, and her face was full of disbelief, as if she had seen a savior. Her voice even rose a few decibels involuntarily.

"Gao Jie, what brings you here?"

Gao Jie looked at Sister Wen with an apologetic smile, smiled back at her, and said...

"I just came to see you. Why haven't you called me these past few days?"

Upon hearing this, one of Gao Jie's henchmen immediately flew into a rage, sneered, and mocked him without any politeness.

"I call you ten times a day, do you ever answer? You're such a hypocrite. If you didn't want to answer the phone, you shouldn't have given me your number in the first place. Look at your behavior."

The henchman grew angrier and angrier, his face turning red as he pointed at Gao Jie and shouted at him.

"Get out of here right now! We don't welcome hypocritical bastards like you here, do you hear me?"

Gao Jie was genuinely surprised by the other party's fiery temper, and was immediately put in an awkward position.

He couldn't help but scratch his face, thinking to himself that he had come here for a serious reason, not to cause trouble or listen to people's sarcastic remarks.

"I'm so sorry, I ran into some trouble these past few days, but it's all resolved now. I accidentally broke my phone, and I haven't gotten it repaired yet."

Gao Jie quickly explained, his expression very sincere, that he was indeed not lying, and that the situation was chaotic when he was arrested that day, which is why his phone was broken.

The entire screen was shattered beyond recognition and completely unusable. Otherwise, he wouldn't have lost contact with Sister Wen and the others, and wouldn't be in this state of being misunderstood.

To prove that what he said was true, Gao Jie quickly took out the broken phone from his pocket and held it up for them to see.

The phone screen was covered in cracks, like a broken spider web, and was indeed unusable, thus proving that he was not intentionally ignoring calls or refusing to contact them.

At this moment, Sister Wen was preoccupied with how to solve the thorny problem at hand.

She didn't bother to investigate the reasons why Gao Jie's phone was broken. She simply patted Gao Jie's shoulder and said in a tone that was both relieved and helpless.

"I'll be happy as long as you come. To be honest, I'm at my wit's end. Among the underground boxers in Nanjing, this Little Tyrant is the most famous."

Sister Wen frowned, her face full of worry, and continued speaking.

"That bastard has already launched a 20 challenge. If we can't beat him, we'll have to pay out 20. If no one on our side dares to accept the challenge, he might take this place away. You know how ruthless Little Tyrant is. Almost none of the people here can beat him. This is really worrying me."

Gao Jie frowned slightly as he listened to Sister Wen's words. He felt that the name was indeed somewhat familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that he had heard Huang Xu mention this little tyrant in casual conversation before. It was said that he was quite an extraordinary person.

Boxing has been popular in Nanjing for a long time. It was originally a fair and high-profile competitive activity, but I don't know when it started, underground boxing matches began to quietly emerge.

Despite repeated official bans, many people are still attracted by the high prize money and exciting atmosphere, making underground boxing matches like an inextinguishable weed that cannot be eradicated no matter how hard it is banned.

This little tyrant was obsessed with boxing from a young age, devoting almost all his time and energy to improving his skills. Over time, his strength and explosiveness became extremely formidable.

But this person, in pursuit of reaching his so-called ideal state faster, even went so far as to break the rules and take a large amount of banned drugs, resulting in serious health problems and even the loss of his fertility.

Since losing his fertility, the little tyrant's temperament has become increasingly erratic and irritable, and he has started looking for people to challenge everywhere.

He became increasingly ruthless in his attacks, and over the years he has killed at least seventy or eighty people in the boxing ring.

In the underground boxing world of Nanjing, he has become a figure that strikes fear into the hearts of many.

Now that he dares to offer a high price of 20 to launch this challenge, it's obvious that he's here to stir up trouble.

They were certain that no one would dare to accept the challenge, and they wanted to take the opportunity to severely suppress Sister Wen's side, and then seize control of this underground boxing ring.

Sister Wen truly considered Gao Jie as one of her own, even to the point of entrusting her life and fortune to him. She looked at Gao Jie with a hint of earnestness in her eyes and said.

"Don't worry, if anything happens, according to our rules, we'll give you 150,000 Alliance Coins. Win or lose, we'll take care of you. If you win, the 200,000 Alliance Coins are all yours, and I'll give you an extra 100,000 Alliance Coins."

Upon hearing this, Gao Jie subconsciously rubbed his chin, pondering in his mind. He felt that this matter sounded quite good. It could help Sister Wen solve her problem, and if he won, he could also get a considerable income, which would be just right to alleviate the pressure of the 80 yuan tuition fee.

"Otherwise, I'll give it a try. I don't think it's anything difficult."

Gao Jie said with a relaxed expression.

Upon hearing Gao Jie's words, his henchmen were first taken aback, then burst into laughter. They all looked disdainful and didn't take Gao Jie seriously at all.

I think he's just an arrogant brat who doesn't know his own limitations, talking big without even considering his own capabilities, daring to challenge the little tyrant.

Gao Jie, however, was not annoyed. He simply acted as if he didn't care about their laughter, remaining calm and composed.

Seeing this, Sister Wen sighed helplessly, patted his shoulder again, and said earnestly.

"Go and get ready right away. Little Tyrant should be here in half an hour."

Gao Jie responded and turned to prepare. He first took a shower to relax his body, and then changed into a set of light and suitable fighting clothes.

Then he started to move his body a bit, stretching his legs, back, and arms, while carefully considering his own and his opponent's strengths and weaknesses, and thinking about what strategy to use in the upcoming battle.

Before long, a commotion arose outside, and Little Tyrant arrived as promised.

He wasn't very tall, but his head was pointed and almost as thick as his neck, making him look as strong as a bull.

Gao Jie understood that in martial arts, people with this physique were often called Earthly Fiends.

These types of people are usually ruthless and cunning, possess immense strength, and are almost impossible to find an opponent who can rival them.

As soon as Xiao Bawang entered, he saw Gao Jie. Seeing that the person in front of him looked like a student, he immediately burst out laughing.

He swaggered over, reaching out and patting Gao Jie's shoulder hard as he went, so hard that Gao Jie's shoulder ached slightly.

"Have you grown any hair yet, you little rascal?"

The little tyrant had a mocking expression on his face, and the words he uttered were extremely vulgar.

"Come on, take off your pants and let me see. You haven't even grown any pubic hair yet and you dare to come here and fight me? You've got some nerve, kid."

As he spoke, he tilted his head, his eyes filled with contempt.

"Are you even aware of the reputation of the Little Tyrant of Nanjing?"

Gao Jie frowned, feeling quite disgusted by the little tyrant's arrogant behavior, but he held back and simply nodded expressionlessly, replying slowly.

"Of course I've heard of it. He also has a nickname: Nanjing Little Chicken Tyrant."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Bawang's eyes widened instantly, as if they could spit fire. He pointed his finger viciously at Gao Jie's nose and roared angrily.

"Well, you've got guts, kid!"

His voice was particularly jarring in the somewhat noisy venue, filled with intense anger and threat.

"I'm going to tear your bones apart one by one in a moment, and show you what happens when you dare to oppose me!"

With that, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace, and he flung off his clothes, which landed on the ground, raising a small cloud of dust.

Then, he strode straight toward the arena, his aura like that of a ferocious beast about to charge into battle, carrying a chilling sense of oppression.

Before long, the news spread like wildfire, and people flocked to the scene, quickly filling the entire venue to capacity.

Those who arrived a little later had nowhere to sit, so they simply squatted in the aisle, craning their necks and fixing their eyes on the ring, eager to witness the prowess of the two and see who would emerge victorious in this seemingly mismatched duel.

Gao Jie, however, remained calm and unhurried, as if the noisy scene around him had nothing to do with him.

He simply moved his body slowly, stretching his legs, twisting his waist, and extending his arms. Every movement was performed with great composure, as if he were making the most meticulous preparations for the upcoming battle.

As a gong sounded beside him, signaling the start of the match, Gao Jie slowly straightened up, his gaze instantly sharpening as he stared directly at the opposing Xiao Bawang and shouted loudly.

"Little Tyrant, come on!"

The voice was powerful and resonant, carrying an air of fearlessness that echoed throughout the venue.

Little Tyrant had been holding back his anger for a long time, and at this moment he didn't care about any strategy. Hearing Gao Jie's provocation, he didn't think twice and immediately clenched his fist, putting all his strength into throwing a hard punch at Gao Jie's chest.

The fist, accompanied by a whooshing sound and carrying immense force, seemed capable of sending Gao Jie flying.

Unexpectedly, Gao Jie reacted extremely quickly. He dodged the fierce punch with ease, like a ghost.

Immediately afterward, before Xiao Bawang could even stop his attack, Gao Jie swiftly swung his elbow at Xiao Bawang, the movement clean, crisp, and executed in one smooth motion.

With a muffled thud, the impact landed squarely on the Little Tyrant. The Little Tyrant instantly felt as if he had been hit by a speeding car, and he uncontrollably staggered back two steps.

His face was filled with disbelief, his eyes wide as he stared intently at Gao Jie.

He couldn't believe that his sure-fire punch had been so easily deflected by his opponent, who had even managed to strike him instead.

"So you're a martial arts expert too?"

The little tyrant gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words, his eyes showing both surprise and a hint of wariness.

Gao Jie frowned slightly, but responded calmly.

"You didn't say that martial arts masters can't come up."

His tone carried a hint of sarcasm, as if mocking the Little Tyrant's carelessness and underestimation of his opponent.

Little Tyrant snorted coldly, gave a cold laugh, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly with anger. Then, he no longer held back and suddenly unleashed his full power.

A powerful aura emanated from him, and the surrounding air seemed to become heavier. He was actually a third-level expert!

His strength is top-notch in the underground boxing world of Jinling. No wonder he is so arrogant and domineering, and acts recklessly.

"Kid, I'm going to blow your head off today, and I'll say it within ten seconds!"

The little tyrant roared, his voice like thunder, making people's ears ring.

After saying that, he pounced on Gao Jie again, even faster than before. His punches were fierce and his attacks were extremely aggressive, determined to make Gao Jie pay a heavy price.

Gao Jie frowned as he watched the Little Tyrant's fierce attack, focusing intently on the opponent's movements.

Just as Xiao Bawang's fist was about to strike him again, Gao Jie suddenly dodged, skillfully avoiding the fatal blow.

Immediately afterward, he swiftly lunged forward, his hands like iron clamps, precisely grabbing the little tyrant's leg, then with a loud shout, he forcefully pushed him off the field.

Little Tyrant flew out like a cannonball, tracing an arc in the air before crashing heavily to the ground with a "bang," raising a cloud of dust.

This sudden turn of events shocked everyone. The entire venue fell silent instantly, as if everyone was frozen in place, staring blankly at the scene on the stage with disbelief on their faces.

Sister Wen's eyes widened in surprise; she never expected this.

Gao Jie's ability to so easily defeat the arrogant little tyrant was completely beyond her expectations.