Chapter 63: The Second Commission
Chapter 63: The Second Commission
After mid-October, Cheng Zitong checked on Chen Chuan's training progress and optimistically informed him that, based on his current rate, he might only need until the end of this month, or at most, the beginning of mid-November, to master the Power Technique.
Once this commissioned task was completed, he could start preparing for his firearms license examination.
However, Cheng Zitong also reminded him that, typically, after the first limit, the growth of the Transmutation Organs would slow down, and observation would be necessary for a period afterward.
For some people, the growth of these organs would slow down and stagnate, while for others, after a period of low growth, they would continue to grow again, as if it were just a phase of adjustment and energy accumulation. Therefore, extra caution was required, and if this were the case, one should prepare to enter the next limit in advance.
Chen Chuan himself didn't know what would happen because, theoretically, he relied on the uninterrupted Breath Technique, not innate 'talent'. So, in theory, once the basic Breath Technique reached twenty-four hours, it would be at its peak, and it might not be possible to stimulate it further.
In reality, this was still the most ideal estimate, and it was likely that before he reached this level, the effectiveness of the Breath Technique would gradually diminish.
So, what should he do next? Should he rely on medication? Or other means? Although it might be too early to consider this now, it was time to start paying attention to it.
On this day off, he began preparing for the second commissioned task arranged by Cheng Zitong.
This time, Ren Xiaotian was still leading him.
In the morning, he received a call from Ren Xiaotian and went downstairs. After leaving the building, he immediately spotted the familiar SUV parked steadily.
He walked over and greeted Ren Xiaotian in the driver's seat. Then he noticed that in the passenger seat was a lively-looking girl with short hair, who, at first glance, could be mistaken for a boy. She waved at him, "Hi there, I'm Lin Xiaoti, just call me Xiaoti."
"Hello," said Chen Chuan.
"The senior sister's disciple, we need her for today's commission," Ren Xiaotian said, handing Chen Chuan a notebook after he got into the car. "Today's task."
Chen Chuan took the notebook and skillfully flipped to the end, where he had previously stopped reading. The task description mentioned an affluent businessman's daughter who frequently sneaked out to watch the Bloodstain Gang's underground arena fights, often staying out all night.
The wealthy businessman tried to persuade his daughter to come back, but to no avail. He then resorted to forceful methods, but they were all driven away by the bodyguards hired by the businessman's daughter with her allowance. This time, the businessman had commissioned the company to bring his daughter back.
Although this commission seemed simple, it was challenging because most people who had any connection with the Bloodstain Gang would avoid it at all costs, and even with high rewards, very few were willing to take it on.
Ren Xiaotian's specific arrangement was for them to go in first to persuade and understand the situation, trying to avoid any physical confrontation. If it was necessary to take action, they would deal with the bodyguards, and then Xiaoti would bring the rich girl back.
This arrangement was reasonable, and bringing Xiaoti along was essential because, in the case of forced action, physical contact was inevitable, and having Xiaoti there reduced many complications.
Finally, two key points were highlighted in red:
First, be cautious of possible interference from the Bloodstain Gang members.
Second, protecting oneself was the top priority.
After reading this, Chen Chuan returned the notebook to Ren Xiaotian, who repeatedly glanced at him. On his third glance, Chen Chuan understood his intention and said, "Senior Brother Ren, I understand."
Only then did Ren Xiaotian stop looking at him and drive with undivided attention.
After leaving the school, the SUV headed south, then turned west, and within about ten minutes, they arrived at the underground arena operated by the Bloodstain Gang.
This location was at the border between the Preservation Zone and the Great Plain District in the southwest, not too far from the bustling downtown area.
The so-called "underground arena" was actually a non-professional arena, although not recognized by the Arena Fighting Association, it was allowed to operate openly in Yangzhi City and paid taxes to the Yangzhi City Government Hall.
The exterior of the arena building resembled the training hall of Wu Yi Academy, and even though it wasn't the busiest time of day, there were still many cars parked outside.
As they entered to purchase tickets, the security guard on duty gave them a few glances but didn't approach to inquire further.
The three of them proceeded smoothly, first encountering an upward ramp, followed by a circular corridor. After circling around, they reached a gate heavily guarded by numerous security personnel. This marked their official entry into the venue's interior, and as they stepped in, the surrounding noises instantly became chaotic, with the sounds of musical instruments and howls rising and falling.
Chen Chuan could see that about twenty meters ahead was a raised platform, elevated more than a meter above the ground, brightly illuminated. Two muscular fighters were engaged in a fierce battle on it, exchanging punches with intense ferocity. After a while, they grappled with each other, their sweat and blood indistinguishable.
Scattered around the platform were several dozen people, clapping, cheering, and whistling. On the surrounding soft seats, some people lay haphazardly, surrounded by scattered bottles and cans.
Lin Xiaoti stopped a passing attendant, slipped him a banknote, and asked, "Which box is Miss An in?"
The attendant deftly took the banknote and pointed in a direction, saying, "Room Seven on the second floor."
At this moment, Chen Chuan was observing the surrounding terrain and keeping an eye on the locations of the security guards and gang members. However, Ren Xiaotian pulled him, and when Chen Chuan turned, he saw Ren Xiaotian shaking his head, saying, "The position here isn't good. Let's go up and take a look."
Chen Chuan nodded.
The three of them exited through a hallway in the center of the arena and climbed the stairs at the back, reaching the second floor. Guided by the colorful light strips, they located Room Seven.
Lin Xiaoti knocked on the door and asked, "Is Miss An in?"
The person inside seemed to have no guard up, or perhaps it was because Lin Xiaoti's girlish voice didn't arouse suspicion. As footsteps approached, the door was quickly opened, revealing the silhouette of a robust woman.
This woman was nearly half a head taller than Chen Chuan, definitely over two meters in height. She asked in a deep, hoarse voice, "Who are you?"
Lin Xiaoti produced a commission document and said, "Mr. An sent us to find her."
Before the female bodyguard could respond, a voice from inside said, "Another one sent by the old man? Let them in."
The female bodyguard stepped aside, and Chen Chuan's group also entered. They saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl sitting on the sofa, wearing a loose blouse and tight-fitting canvas pants. Her eyelashes were thick, and she wore flashy, glittering lipstick. She was quite beautiful.
She propped her hands on either side of her body, her legs swinging as she watched the match below without paying attention to them. She said, "You can go back. I already told the old man that I won't return until I've had my fill of fun."
Lin Xiaoti asked, "Miss An, how will you know when you've had enough fun?"
"How will I know...hmm?"
An Qingqing turned to glance at them, intending to dismiss them with a glance. However, when she saw Chen Chuan, she turned back to examine him for a few moments. Suddenly intrigued, she knelt on the sofa, one hand on the back of the sofa and the other supporting her cheek. She scanned them with her eyes, saying, "You all have trained in martial arts. One of you will go up and fight. If you win, I'll leave with you."
She smiled again, "Actually, you can also take me by force. Just defeat Xiao Zhen, and I won't resist."
Chen Chuan could tell that An Qingqing was probably just making an excuse, mostly wanting to watch them fight to seek more excitement and entertainment.
Taking action was a poor strategy, especially when it involved a woman. While it might be easier to deal with one woman, the situation wasn't that simple. An Qingqing was currently a client of the Bloodstain Gang, and if they forcibly took her, the gang wouldn't stand idly by.
At this moment, Ren Xiaotian suddenly started walking outside. Chen Chuan didn't know what he was thinking, but he wasn't one to meddle, so he followed without hesitation. Lin Xiaoti waved goodbye to An Qingqing, saying, "Goodbye, Miss An."
An Qingqing pouted, as if suddenly finding the situation uninteresting, and sat back down.
Ren Xiaotian walked outside, handed a note to Lin Xiaoti, and said, "Xiaoti, wait outside for half an hour. If you don't see us, call the number on this note."
Lin Xiaoti took the note without asking further questions, waved goodbye to the two of them, and briskly walked outside.
Ren Xiaotian approached a Bloodstain Gang member who seemed to hold some authority and presented a client's name card, saying, "I need to speak with your leader."
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(End of Chapter)
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