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Although Zhou Yi had been searching for several hours, he couldn't find anything useful that Zhou Yi could exchange with him. He could only sigh.    

    

It was like a beautiful lady standing naked in front of you. However, when you wanted to commit murder, you found yourself unable to approach her at all.    

    

Ye Zichen looked at his phone. It was only 50% full, so it would probably take him one night to fill it up.    

    

"I'm going to stay at the company for the next night …"    

    

Zhou Yi laid on the sofa helplessly and stared at the ceiling in a daze.    

    

But at this moment, the phone suddenly rang. Zhou Yi frowned, took a look at his phone and suddenly sat up.    

    

It was Lee Haibin!    

    

"Brother Bin, what's wrong?"    

    

Out of respect, Zhou Yi still called the other person 'Binge'.    

    

"Guest, we have a new bar. We have work to do!"    

    

There were not many cars left on the street at eleven o'clock at night.    

    

Zhou Yi drove the BMW alone and frowned.    

    

According to what Lee Haibin said just now, there was a black boxing ring under Bin Xin Bar, and every once in a while, Black Dragon Sect and Snow Wolf Sect would have to battle in the ring, using this method that was as "peaceful" as possible to determine the location for a period of time to come.    

    

To put it simply, Lee Haibin had called Zhou Yi over to fight a gang.    

    

There was an unwritten rule in this arena — If one practiced martial arts, they had to be below the Martial Master level.    

    

Actually, in terms of Snow Wolf Sect and Black Dragon Sect, there were only two people that were Martial Masters. One was Lee Haibin, and the other was the president of Snow Wolf Sect.    

    

In other words, this was a one-on-one battle between the strongest members of the underworld.    

    

After all, Yuzhou was a huge underworld force, and if they really fought for the sake of seizing territory, blood would probably spill from their bodies for a few streets. Even if one side obtained victory, it would just be a miserable victory.    

    

After about thirty minutes of driving, they finally arrived at the bar.    

    

The Penning Bar was located in a suburb far away from the city, but it appeared to be a magnificent place.    

    

There were a lot of cars parked in front of Bin Xin Bar's entrance. Comparatively speaking, Zhou Yi's eight hundred thousand BMW seemed rather poor.    

    

"Truly …" "A place that only tycoons can come from …"    

    

Zhou Yi swallowed his saliva and walked in step by step.    

    

Due to the urgency of the matter, the time of the competition was announced tonight. Lee Haibin and the others were already inside. What he said to Zhou Yi was that when Zhou Yi came, he could just directly mention Lee Haibin's name.    

    

It made sense for such a large bar to be in a suburb.    

    

After all, there were a lot of underground powers and all sorts of trades going on in this new bingo bar. The reason why it was set up in the suburbs was to avoid being caught.    

    

The moment he walked into the bar, Zhou Yi was already shocked.    

    

Although Zhou Yi had been to some of the more upscale places before, those places were as simple as a thatched cottage compared to the Jubilee Bar.    

    

I'm afraid that anyone who is able to enter Bin Xin Bar is either a fuerdai or a fuerdai, and is one of the top characters in the entire Yuzhou.    

    

Taking Liang Fei, who he met that day, for example, even if Liang Fei was here, he would probably only be in the middle class. Liang Fei, who he met that day, might only be in the middle class.    

    

Zhou Yi lowered his head and looked at himself. Because he heard the anxiety in Lee Haibin's words, he didn't go home to change his clothes. He was still the same suit he wore in the company during the day.    

    

After walking into Bing Xin Bar, Zhou Yi walked towards the place Lee Haibin told him before.    

    

Passing through all kinds of people, they arrived at a small door. Pushing aside the curtain, Zhou Yi walked in.    

    

As soon as he walked in, Zhou Yi was stopped by a waiter. The waiter squinted his eyes and said unhappily:    

    

"Who do you think you are? Do you know that this is the place where you can't enter Binxin Bar?"    

    

He knew that he could not cause any trouble in this kind of place. He only said: "I am Zhou Yi from the Third Martial Arts School of the Black Dragon Sect, and it was Clan Master Bin that asked me to come."    

    

Biker was the third hall of Black Dragon Sect, and the identity that Lee Haibin had given Zhou Yi before was this Black Dragon Sect's Third Hall Master, Vice Hall Master was Zhang Cheng.    

    

"You?!" The waiter sneered, he sized up Zhou Yi from bottom to top, and wanted to push him away: "Hurry and grab it, if you are the third Hall Master, then I will still be Lee Haibin! Get lost! "    

    

But when the waiter's hand pushed Zhou Yi, the waiter felt as if he pushed himself against a steady and unmoving mountain. On the other hand, the waiter took two steps back.    

    

The waiter started to look at Zhou Yi vigilantly, but his voice still sounded like he was ridiculing him: "I'm warning you to scram, for people like you who have only heard of Black Dragon Sect, you want to make up for it. I've seen too much, if you don't scram, I'll kick you out."    

    

Zhou Yi didn't blame the waiter. Now that Lee Haibin needed him, he was too lazy to waste words with the waiter. He pushed the waiter away and walked inside.    

    

The waiter stumbled as he was pushed forward. He became even angrier and was about to pull Zhou Yi back: "Hurry up and f * ck off, don't cause trouble for me here or else I really will call security!"    

    

Zhou Yi Li didn't even care about the waiter. With the waiter's strength, wanting to hold onto him was simply a dream, so he walked inside quickly.    

    

However, the waiter's ruckus had actually alarmed the person in charge of the restaurant. A brawny man with a vicious face blocked Zhou Yi's path: "Where did this little bastard come from? You're not asking to be beaten up. You dare to make a ruckus in the Binjin Bar's territory, don't you know how to write the word 'dead', you little bastard?"    

    

These words completely angered Zhou Yi. Zhou Yi had never been one to cause trouble, but he was not afraid of trouble. He coldly raised his head and looked at the strong man.    

    

At that moment, the waiter who was still panting heavily rushed over. Seeing this malevolent looking strong man, the waiter quickly walked up to him and started to complain.    

    

"Such a pretty boy, dressed like a beggar, and actually dared to say that he's the third Hall Master of Black Dragon Sect. No matter what I do, I can't stop him …"    

    

The brawny man with a scar on his face raised his head and slapped the waiter away. He scolded the waiter loudly, "Trash, you can't even stop a little bastard, what use do I have for you!?"