The tenth, eleventh, and twelfth floors of the building had been merged into a single space, where a fighting ring was set up.
Two muscular men, covered in blood, were fighting bare-handed in the ring. One had the number 'One' written on his pants, and the other had 'Two'.
"Kill him! Kill him!"
"Beat the shit out of him!"
Surrounding the ring was a group of tattooed gang members. Today was the day of their gang leader challenge.
The leader of their Eastern Bronze Gang didn't need to be smart or good at managing the organization; they just needed to be able to fight.
This was because the real big shots above the gang preferred fighters.
Facing the ring was a prominent ten-meter-high platform where a sofa was placed, and several cups of juice sat on the table in front of it.
A cute-looking girl wearing a black gothic Lolita dress held a cup of juice, watching the death match below with great interest.
Four men and women stood behind her.
"Sister Mengbai, who are you betting on this time? The two down there look evenly matched," a black-clad, closely-shorn youth standing behind the sofa said with an innocent smile.
Hearing the youth's words, one of the others, a two-meter-tall, muscular woman in a pink JK uniform with twin tails, said in a rough voice, "If you ask me, Number Two will probably win. After all, he called me 'Little Sweetie' this morning."
The others who heard her words looked at Number Two strangely.
Shen Mengbai, sitting on the sofa, suddenly smiled. "The victor has been decided."
As soon as she spoke, the four people quickly looked toward the ring.
"Ah!" The muscular man wearing Number Two's pants suddenly roared, enduring a punch from Number One, and drove his knee high into Number One's chest.
Crack! A crisp sound of breaking bone echoed. The muscular man, Number One, instantly turned pale and quickly retreated, trying to speak and surrender.
Bang! Number Two's eyes turned fierce. He raised his foot and fiercely kicked Number One, whose reaction speed was diminished due to the injury, right in the head.
That kick immediately made Number One's eyes roll back, leaving him lying on the ground convulsing.
"Ahhh!" The numerous gang members below immediately roared wildly, gazing passionately at the new Leader.
Number Two turned and knelt on one knee toward the figure on the sofa on the high platform.
The previously frenzied atmosphere instantly quieted down. Everyone looked at the figure on the sofa with awe.
On the sofa, Shen Mengbai stood up, a smile appearing on her face. "Gao Yi, you did very well. Starting today, you are the new Leader within the Eastern Bronze Gang, until the appearance of the next challenger."
As she spoke, she lightly waved her slender hand, and a cup of orange juice on the table floated up and flew directly in front of Gao Yi. "Drink it. Consider it your reward."
"Thank you, Miss Shen!" Gao Yi's face showed excitement. From now on, he was the underground king of Antai City!
Bang! The door was suddenly slammed open, and a muscular man, covered in blood and missing a hand, ran inside.
He looked at everyone present and shouted in terror, "This is bad! Enemies are killing their way in—"
Swoosh! A sound of air being torn came, and a blood-soaked axe instantly pierced his chest, embedding itself in the stone pillar in front.
The muscular man collapsed, but the remaining members of the Dongtong Association sitting in the venue stood up angrily, shocked that someone dared to cause trouble on this particular day.
Even Shen Mengbai on the platform narrowed her eyes and looked toward the door.
Step, step, step!
Footsteps came from the doorway. A young man with a messy, bird's nest haircut, rugged features, wearing a blood-splattered suit, and holding a cigarette in his mouth with his left hand, walked in.
Beside him, another young man, wearing a black hood and keeping his hands in his pockets, followed.
"Hoo!" Wei Gaocheng exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes contemptuously surveying the scene of at least two or three hundred people.
"Where is Shen Mengbai? Tell her to come out," Wei Gaocheng said, looking at the muscular men who looked ready to devour them.
On the high platform, the black-clad, closely-shorn youth was slightly curious. "Sister Mengbai, they're looking for you."
Some muscular men below looked at Shen Mengbai. Since the newcomers were looking for her, the crowd below dared not make a move without her command.
Shen Mengbai did not speak, merely staring at the two and sizing them up. Gao Yi seemed to see an opportunity to prove himself.
He immediately stood up and walked over quickly, his face showing anger. "Who the hell are you? Is our boss's name one you can call out directly?!"
His steps grew faster. As he passed the crowd, someone handed him a short knife.
He started running, quickly breaking away from the crowd, holding the short knife and stabbing toward Wei Gaocheng.
A cold sneer appeared on Wei Gaocheng's face. As Gao Yi approached, he suddenly kicked out his right foot.
Pfft! The kick landed directly on the hand Gao Yi was holding the short knife with. The enormous force drove his hand and the knife sharply upward, plunging it toward his own face.
Pfft! Half of the short knife plunged into his face, and Gao Yi collapsed at Wei Gaocheng's feet.
"Hiss!" The faces of the many muscular men watching were filled with shock. They hadn't expected their strongest new Leader to be disposed of so casually.
On the high platform, Shen Mengbai's expression remained unchanged. "You have some skill, but there are only two of you, while I have two or three hundred people here. If you want to find me, survive first."
As her words fell, the black-clad youth beside her walked to the edge of the high platform, a pure smile on his face.
He looked at the crowd below, suddenly showing an exaggerated smile, and shouted in a strange tone, "Hehehe! Now we're going to have a competition! The first person to kill them gets a five million reward—that's five million per person!"
As he spoke, he pointed at the two people by the door, his face twisted into a strange, perverse smile.
As soon as he said this, the crowd's breathing hitched, and greedy expressions appeared on their faces.
Shen Mengbai also showed a faint smile. She greatly enjoyed the feeling of being high above and commanding the masses.
Pfft! Suddenly, the head of the black-clad youth right in front of her, who was wearing that exaggerated smile, was pierced straight through by a red feather.
Blood splattered onto Shen Mengbai's face, which still held her superior smile.
Her smile suddenly froze as she watched the black-clad youth's body collapse at her feet.
By the door, half a wing appeared behind Wei Gaocheng, and a cruel look crossed his face. "Who the hell are you trying to show off to? I'm angry now. Let's see who can walk out of this building alive! I'll give them a hundred million!"
He hadn't expected the person opposite him to be even more pretentious.
Under everyone's gaze, his body began to swell, and feathers appeared on him. In just a moment, a three-meter-tall bird-man monster appeared.
Li Yong, meanwhile, took a step back, keeping his hands in his pockets, and walked along the edge toward the high platform.
"What the hell is that thing!" Behind Shen Mengbai, the two-meter-tall JK girl with the ponytail looked at the monster with shock.
Even Shen Mengbai was the same; she had previously thought the two were merely martial artists with slightly better skills.
"Holy shit, what kind of monster is that!"
"It's a monster!"
The eyes of the crowd below, who had previously shown greed, instantly cleared up, especially as the feathers on the bird-man shimmered with a metallic luster under the lights.
However, Wei Gaocheng by the door didn't care what they thought. A cruel look flashed in his eyes. "Die, you bastards!"
He fiercely flapped the wings behind him, and countless feathers shot toward the numerous gang members below.