Chapter 001: The Female Ghost

  In the former sheepfold, after prisoners had eaten their meals, they would rest here for a while.

  But at this moment, on the sheepfold, except for a few people practicing boxing in the middle, there was no prisoner.

  Looking closely, I saw a tall and sturdy Muay Thai boxer, Sonny, standing in the middle of the sheep farm. He was wearing a red shorts with his upper body bare, revealing his shiny black muscles that looked incredibly robust under the sunlight. In front of him was a wooden stake, and he had elbow guards on both elbows and knee pads on his knees. At this moment, he was striking the wooden stake with his elbows.

  That big wooden stake was knocked away by his elbow, swaying as if it were about to fall, and this guy was indeed a top-notch fierce man.

  To Sunny's left lay a giant of a man, even bigger than Sunny himself. He too was stripped to the waist, his bulk of fat wobbling as he moved, his bright blue eyes gleaming with good humour, his pure white skin looking like that of a well-fed pig, and this was George, the strongman.

  The wrestling champion from Russia... Mighty George.

  Behind George was a thin, weak-looking man with curly hair. The man had a goatee and the same deep blue eyes that emitted a venomous gaze. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, his hands were long and slender like a woman's, and his fingernails were neatly trimmed. It was clear that he took great care of these pale hands, but it was unknown how many people they had killed.

  This man is Jack, the White Platinum Killer, the Ace of Southeast Asia's underworld.

  On Jack's right side was a man wearing a strange outfit, the same thick beard and mustache, but his entire body was black like coal, only his eyes gleaming with an eerie light... He wore a white cloth on his head, sat there with his eyes closed, muttering something inaudible to anyone, his hands were rough and powerful, his black hair extending all the way to the back of his hands, giving people a nauseating feeling.

  This man is South African extremist terrorist Andrei Afanasyev.

  Since the four of them entered the Black Prison, the Black Prison has strictly ordered that except for the four who escaped to come to the sheepfold for training, no other prisoners are allowed to enter.

  Come, death!

  But today is a bit strange,

  Because in the distance, I saw a figure of a person slowly walking over.

  Yang Hua

  He walked slowly, step by step, with a firm and powerful stride, slowly approaching the four people.

  The first one I saw was Hercules, George.

  "He spoke in stiff Mandarin, one word at a time: 'Someone's coming.'"

  Jack and Sonny turned their heads together to hear George's words, while Andrei still squatted there with his eyes closed as if he hadn't heard.

  Sonny stopped punching and looked at the approaching figure, surprisingly it was the guy he had a fight with in the prison cell that morning.

  His face showed more than a little surprise, was he coming here to die?

  But Hercules George and Jack Ketch had apparently never seen this intruder who had trespassed into the forbidden area.

  Yang Hua had already walked over at this time.

  Only then did Sonny speak up first and said in somewhat non-standard Mandarin: "You're not convinced?"

  As soon as he spoke, the powerful George and Jack beside him were stunned, looking at Yang Hua and Sonny in confusion, wondering if they had ever fought each other. This was a simultaneous question in their minds.

  All he saw was Yang Hua's face across from him, cold and indifferent, staring at the four of them, saying in a chilly tone: "I came here today to challenge you."

  "Challenge us?"

  Sunny suddenly burst out laughing, as if he had heard a hilarious joke, and comically pointed at the four of them with his hand.

  And George, on the other hand, was even more sarcastic, with a look of disdain on his bloated face, looking at this thin and short person for him and saying: "Aren't you afraid to die?"

  Yang Hua turned his head and took a look at him, thinking to himself that this sturdy man who looked like an ox was actually the powerful George mentioned by Big Brother 17.

  At this time, An Luo Ye, who had been closing his eyes all along, heard that someone was going to challenge them and slowly turned his head around, taking a glance at Yang Hua.

  "I challenge you."

  Yang Hua slowly repeated one word at a time.

  That Hercules George burst out laughing: "Looking for death."

  "Do you believe I can twist your head off right now?" Dalisheng said boastfully, his Mandarin was not standard to begin with, and saying this made it even more ridiculous.

  But everyone present did not find that sentence funny, because they all understood that George the Great was a guy who never loved to joke, when he personally broke the neck of an extremely serious offender in the arena, at a time when some people still thought he was just a dull big head, they were shocked.

  It wasn't until then that they realized this big guy was also a terrifying killing machine.

  And beside him, Jack's eagle eyes were also staring at Yang Hua, with a murderous intent in his eyes, as if he was about to take Yang Hua's life at any moment.

  That terrorist, Andrei, had his face twisted into a liver-like color as he glared at Yang Hua with a menacing gaze.

  While beside him, Muay Thai master Sonny merely glanced at Yang Hua once and then looked away, calmly saying: "If he wants to seek death, then you all should help him achieve it."

  Several people around him stared at Yang Hua, who had been silent all along.

  "I'll send him to his death right now." With a loud roar from Daliyin, he charged forward.

  "Wait," Sunny cried out.

  George, who had been building up momentum, was suddenly pinned to the ground, turned his head and looked at Sunny with a puzzled expression. Apparently, among these people, maybe only Sunny was the most awesome figure, even George, the underground boxing champion of Russia, didn't dare to show disrespect, but instead had a puzzled look on his face.

  "Since someone has dared to challenge us with such arrogance, we must defeat him on the battlefield of life and death... otherwise others will think that we are bullying him because we outnumber him." Sunny said with a smile.

  George nodded after listening, turned his head towards Yang Hua, and a hint of disdain flashed in his azure blue eyes as he coldly snorted: "Anyway, you'll die sooner or later..."

  "We'll meet again on the battlefield of life and death."

  These were Yang Hua's last words.

  Then he slowly turned around and walked towards the end of the sheepfold.

  Only left with a sneer on Hercules' face, and the eagle-eyed gaze of Jack the Ripper, and Andrei.

  "I heard someone in our prison is going to challenge that foreign boxer?"

  "Are you kidding me? Isn't that asking for trouble?"

  "Of course it's true, I heard that tomorrow they will continue with the life and death fist match."

  "Who is it? So arrogant, I've seen the Great Power God pinch a person's neck with his own hands, who can't bear to live?"

  "Great Power God is not the most formidable, that Open-Chested Jack is quite terrifying. Last time when fighting against Lei Bao, the boss of Bei Cang, he used his bare hands to rip open Lei Bao's chest, it was simply inhuman."

  "Who is this, so bold as to go and deliver himself to death?"

  "I heard he just came out of the dead man's house, not sure, seems to be a newcomer, but I guess, must be some show-off young punk, anyway, die early or late, who cares."

  "What? Someone came out of the dead house? Is this real or fake? Who can come out alive from the dead house?" Only one person said with their eyes wide open in disbelief.

  "I'm not sure either, but to be honest, after all these years, no one has ever come out alive from the dead man's house."

  "Nonsense! Can living people come out of a dead man's house? Are you trying to cheat a ghost? I'm not unaware of the monsters in that dead man's house."

  "If the monster from the dead man's house were to fight these few outsiders, who do you think would win?"

  "Win your mother's head... Who the hell knows if that dead house is male or female, a hermaphrodite or a devil, I haven't seen it before, but these few foreign fighters are absolutely the most damn capable people I've ever seen in my life."

  "Right! Ah! Looks like another young fool has gone to his death!"

  "Whatever! Anyway, it's not us who are going to die!"

  …………

  Ever since Yang Hua issued a challenge to the strongman, Jack the Ripper and terrorist Andrei, as well as underground Muay Thai fighter Sunny in the sheep pasture, every corner of the prison has been buzzing with their discussions. The news spread like wildfire throughout the dark prison.

  Even inside the prison, a betting game has begun, with the only difference being that almost everyone is betting on how many rounds it will take for Yang Hua to be killed in the first round.