The extended Lincoln limousine drove through the bustling streets for nearly half an hour before finally reaching the Pudo District.
As soon as everyone alighted, their eyes were dazzled. Flashing lights and spotlights swept across their vision, stirring a sense of excitement within them.
To put it bluntly, the Pudo District was an upgraded version of the red-light district. Every inch of it was permeated with the scent of alcohol, sex, and drugs.
Here, as long as you had money, you could freely indulge your most primal desires and violence. Even supernaturals could be hired to do your bidding.
Of course, the price was not something an ordinary person could afford.
"All the bars here have fighting arenas, but most of them are just small-time affairs, purely for the entertainment of guests. The fighters are generally quite ordinary, with very few supernaturals," Elara Bella explained as she led the group into the Pudo District, without pausing, moving further in.
Yi Feicheng and the others nodded. They had no interest in watching fights of such a caliber. After all, among their group, apart from Ye Jing, who didn't practice martial arts, and the two elites from the Black Tiger Gang, everyone else had reached at least the Xiantian Grandmaster realm.
"There are a few places with stronger fighters, but they're not much to see. Only that one!" Elara Bella pointed forward with her slender finger.
Following her gaze, everyone saw a magnificent, palace-like building standing before them.
The building wasn't tall, only five stories high, but its footprint was extremely vast, covering ten times the area of a typical bar.
On the rooftop of the building, a crossed black skull logo emitted a dim, dark glow.
"This is a stronghold established here by the Italian Mafia. The first and second floors house the Pudo District's largest bar, 'The Black Skull Club.' It boasts the biggest fighting arena in the Pudo District. During peak evening hours, the weakest fighters on stage have the strength of supernaturals," Elara Bella introduced.
Yan Qianghu couldn't help but click his tongue upon hearing this. He knew that in their Black Tiger Gang, besides Zhang Fan, there were currently only three Xiantian Grandmasters.
Yet, in this fighting arena, that was merely the threshold to step onto the stage.
"Since that's the case, I'm really looking forward to it," Yi Feicheng said, visibly excited, itching to try.
He was naturally a combative person, but unfortunately, in the current Black Tiger Gang, apart from Zhang Fan, no one was qualified to be his opponent. Even the strongest, Yan Qianghu, couldn't last a single move against him, making it hard to have a satisfying fight.
As for the only one stronger than him, Zhang Fan, he was simply too monstrous, and Yi Feicheng had no desire to spar with him.
Now that they were here and thinking about what was to come, his blood was boiling.
"Ouch... ouch, ouch." However, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt his ear being grabbed by a smooth, tender hand, and he yelped in pain.
"All talk and no action. So many experts haven't spoken, and you're being so high-profile," Ye Jing couldn't help but lecture him.
Even though Zhang Fan was present today, and she didn't have to worry about Yi Feicheng's safety, she still couldn't resist the urge to scold him.
"Then let's go in and see," Seeing Yi Feicheng's demeanor, Zhang Fan couldn't help but smile and said.
As the group approached the bar entrance, they were stopped by a burly white bouncer. The bouncer, seeing a group of Asian faces, showed a hint of contempt and disdain in his eyes.
However, when his gaze fell upon Elara Bella, it immediately turned fiery.
Elara Bella was a natural beauty, and her stunning, devilish figure caused the white bouncer to cast a predatory glance, scanning her up and down. He couldn't help but sigh to himself, what a gem.
"Stand aside, search them!" The white bouncer waved at Zhang Fan's group, speaking in fluent English with a rough tone, addressing Zhang Fan and the others. He showed no semblance of treating guests with courtesy.
But it was understandable. The Black Skull Bar was an Italian Mafia establishment. Even the guards, though they were merely the lowest rung of the Italian Mafia, felt a sense of superiority towards outsiders.
Moreover, they were on their own turf. What did it matter if they were arrogant?
"Damn it, you're looking for death!"
Yi Feicheng was young and hot-headed. Even if he wasn't carrying any contraband, he wouldn't allow himself to be searched. The bouncer's tone further enraged him on the spot, and he was about to explode, but Zhang Fan stopped him.
"Don't get agitated, leave it to her." Zhang Fan glanced at Elara Bella and said to Yi Feicheng.
Elara Bella nodded. When she turned to look at the white bouncer again, a trace of crimson light flickered in her soul-stirring beautiful eyes. The bouncer's gaze was involuntarily drawn to it, and then his eyes became dazed and vacant.
"Open the door." Elara Bella commanded. The white bouncer immediately nodded and walked towards the entrance. Two other burly guards were sitting at the door. Just as they were about to question why he wasn't searching them, he roughly pushed them aside.
The iron gate opened, and the group entered the bar without any obstruction.
Much later, the white bouncer regained his senses. After his companions told him what had happened, he broke out in a cold sweat because he had no memory of his actions.
"You go in and keep an eye on those people. I'll go report to the boss." After calming down, the bouncer felt that this group was not simple and needed to be reported immediately.
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As Zhang Fan's group entered the bar, they were enveloped by a fiery atmosphere. Screams and shouts were endless, in various languages.
Elara Bella skillfully beckoned a waiter and whispered a few words to him. The waiter glanced at Zhang Fan's group, nodded, and led them towards the second floor.
Under Elara Bella's arrangement, Zhang Fan and his group were seated in an open-style private room on the second floor.
Sitting on the soft leather sofa, watching the people below bobbing their heads and dancing, Zhang Fan couldn't help but feel amused.
"Anyone who wants to go down and have fun can. Those who don't can drink here. I just asked, the fighting matches will start in about half an hour tonight," Elara Bella said to everyone.
Upon hearing this, no one moved. They were all seasoned patrons of nightlife and were no longer impressed by such scenes. The only thing that attracted them here was the upcoming fighting match.
Just as Zhang Fan and his group were settling into their private room on the second floor, the white bouncer who had stopped them at the entrance arrived on the third floor of the Black Skull Club.
"Boss, a group of very formidable people arrived today. Their origins are somewhat unclear, but they're mostly Asian faces," the white bouncer said, bowing slightly, his attitude extremely respectful.
Before him stood a middle-aged white man. Hearing his subordinate's report, he scanned the hundreds of surveillance screens in front of him, his gaze finally settling on a private room on the second floor.
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ps: This is another catch-up chapter from yesterday... Today's hasn't been updated yet.