Chapter 405: Chapter 382, Underground Boxing Arena_1

At the staircase.

Two burly strongmen blocked their path.

With one hand flipping open the lapel of his coat, the short sword tied to his waist was exposed, a clear warning.

Fang Hao looked down the staircase and casually said, “So, the boxing arena isn’t open today, or is Lei Li not planning to do business.”

Hearing the young man in front of them call Lei Li by name.

The men shared a strange look, suspecting this man may not be a regular fun-seeking patron.

They addressed him politely, “Sir, the boxing arena is open, but you need a pass to enter.”

Fang Hao waved his hand dismissively, looking impatient.

He said, “Go tell your supervisor that I’m Fang Hao, and I’m very rich. I plan to visit the boxing arena downstairs, so get me a pass…”

The two guards exchanged confused and puzzled looks.

Fang Hao?

They hadn’t heard of such a man in the city, yet he was audacious in his speech.

He wanted to enter the underground circuit on mere mention of his name.

Seeing Fang Hao’s firm stance, they feared neglecting a prominent figure.

They hurriedly replied, “Please wait for a moment, sir, I’ll bring your message to the supervisor.”

“Hurry up.”

One of the guards gave a signal to his companion, and hurried upstairs.

…

On the third floor, inside a private room.

Lei Li was lounging on the couch, enjoying the warm and passionate service from a woman named Deborah.

Just as they were in the heat of the moment.

A series of urgent knocking resonated from the room’s door.

Knock, knock, knock!

“What is it?” Lei Li’s tone was rather displeased.

He despised being interrupted at crucial times.

If the visitor didn’t have a satisfactory reason, a corresponding price would be paid.

Upon the door’s opening, Lai Gou accompanied a junior member inside. The junior member greedily eyed the woman next to Lei Li and hurriedly reported, “Boss, a young man and woman have arrived downstairs. They want to go to the underground boxing arena. We stopped them, but he said his name is Fang Hao and claimed that mentioning his name would allow him entry.”

The junior member spoke frantically, somewhat incoherently.

However, everyone in the room understood the meaning.

A flash of puzzlement crossed Lei Li’s eyes, “What did you say his name was?”

“Named Fang Hao, possibly a young master of some family, has black hair, accompanied by an orc girl.” The junior member repeated as he roughly described their appearances.

Confirming the identity, Lei Li’s frown deepened.

Of course, he knew who Fang Hao was; the evening posed a planned action against Fang Hao.

However, what he hadn’t anticipated was Fang Hao abruptly showing up here, intending to go to the underground boxing arena.

Lei Li turned to Lai Gou and asked directly, “Is everything prepared down there?”

“Everything is ready, boss.”

Lei Li fell silent for a brief moment, then instructed the anxiously waiting junior member, “Get him a pass. Also, assign someone to keep a close eye on him. Monitor when he leaves, who he interacts with…everything.”

“Oh, okay, boss!” The junior member agreed before exiting and rushing downstairs.

The door was closed once more.

Lei Li, frowning, sat on the couch wrestling with the situation.

After several days of investigation, he also began to suspect that it was Fang Hao’s team assisting Rebecca.

Yet…news had already covertly reached the City Lord’s Mansion. If it were Fang Hao, then he wasn’t supposed to appear here.

Yet here he was.

“Could it be…it’s not him?” Lei Li began to doubt his previous speculation.

“Boss, could it be that he’s merely issuing orders and the one actually operating is his subordinate?” Lai Gou proposed his own doubts.

Lei Li thought there might be some truth to it. The kid was fair and soft, heeding flamboyant manners.

There was indeed a chance he wouldn’t participate in battles.

“Has surveillance been set up at Fang Hao’s residence?” Lei Li continued his interrogation.

“Rest assured, boss, arrangements have been made to monitor his residence. Not even a fly could slip past.” Lai Gou assured.

Lei Li gave a satisfied nod.

Today was the day he would verify if Fang Hao was indeed assisting Rebecca.

“Let’s go. Let’s see what this boy is here for.” Lei Li got up, took a few people with him, and headed out.

…

Fang Hao waited a little while on the downstairs.

The guard who went upstairs returned, hurrying down.

He quickly said, “Sir, right this way, this is your token. Once in the boxing arena, you can use this token to place bets. I hope you have fun.”

The guard’s attitude had undergone a complete, 180-degree transformation.

He was bowing his body the whole time, even more humble and respectful than when addressing a noble lord.

Fang Hao casually accepted the token, which was marked with the number 72 in red paint.

“Well, continue with your work.”

Fang Hao, accompanied by Anjia, proceeded down the stairs.

The defenses of Lei Li’s casino were indeed rigorous.

Walking down the stairs, they underwent four identity checks.

Only when the last two guards had inspected the information on the wooden plaque, did they give way and allowed the two to enter the boxing arena.

The lights were no longer dim; four huge Nightstone chandeliers illuminated the entire basement.

The air was filled with an intoxicating herbal scent and a faint trace of blood.

“Kill him, kill him…”

“Damn! All my bets are on you; get up, you useless bum.”

“Attack his lower body, kick him…”

The basement was spacious.