Chapter 045: A Man's Ultimate Dream Is…
Suburban Boxing Gym.
Basement Level 2.
A highly anticipated match was in the betting phase.
"The undefeated boxing queen, Black Spider, with nine consecutive wins, faces her most challenging opponent today—the female fighter K1, who just defeated Robles!"
"It's incredible—how could someone with K1's physique possibly defeat a powerhouse like Robles?"
"We're seriously starting to wonder if Miss K1 has some kind of superpower!"
"Alright, place your bets, everyone…"
Miss K1, the Black Spider, and the recently knocked-out male boxer Robles each stood on separate challenge platforms.
Rough masks covered their faces.
Their attire, provided by the boxing gym, revealed no personal distinguishing features.
"K1, your performance really surprised me! You went into the ring injured and still managed to beat that big guy. You're something else, huh?"
The agent, with her hair dyed cherry blossom pink, approached K1 with a fawning smile. She leaned in, resting her arm on the thick rope at the edge of the challenge platform, deliberately peering at K1's phone screen.
Unfortunately, she saw nothing before K1 swiped the screen to black.
"Huh? What time is it now, and you're still playing with your phone?"
K1 shot her a cold glance. "When did we get a rule against playing with our phones?"
"Heh heh, no, no! It's just… time's almost up. You're about to go on stage. I really hope you get some rest and adjust your state properly. Sure, we've already made a killing, but if you get super lucky and take down Black Spider too, we'll be rolling in it!"
The agent's mind was filled with nothing but money.
She had discovered K1's talent a year ago and spent an entire year training him before finally letting him take the stage today.
Who would've thought he'd deliver such an incredible surprise!
"Shut up already. You're hurting my ears."
"Fine, fine. You rest. I'll shut up. Heh heh."
Everyone knew K1 had a temper, and the agent knew it best.
So the agent wisely shut up immediately and rolled smoothly to the side.
Meanwhile, K1 was silently counting down the minutes in her mind.
"If I wrap this up within half an hour, I can go to Ye Zhen's place and get my clothes back."
"If it takes longer than half an hour, I won't be able to get them back."
"At the end of the day, they're just clothes that should've been thrown out anyway… This guy just loves doing unnecessary things."
Ye Fuli—now known as the incognito Miss K1—sighed.
She pulled out her phone again and opened the chat window for Black Spider: "Have you made up your mind?"
She waited for a while.
Black Spider replied: "Do you have any dignity left as a boxer? Manipulating the outcome for profit! No wonder Robles lost to you—he must have let money corrupt his soul, forgetting the dignity a boxer should uphold."
Ye Fuli smiled faintly.
She lifted her head, gazing across the bizarrely lit ring toward Black Spider in the distance.
Black Spider glared at her with fury.
Ye Fuli: "Don't you want to make a fortune and leave this place forever?"
No reply came.
Ye Fuli continued messaging: "You came here for your gambling husband. But sadly, while you're risking everything for him, he's discussing life goals with a girl over ten years younger than you—and badmouthing you while he's at it."
Black Spider: "Shut up!"
Ye Fuli: "If you don't leave this place now, you'll never be able to leave. Your physical condition shouldn't allow you to continue such a dangerous line of work, should it?"
It was truly a blow to both body and soul.
For someone reborn, Ye Fuli could not only control her own destiny but also that of her opponents.
Everyone who came here did so for money.
Perhaps some started with ideals or glory, but in the end, it all boils down to money.
Ye Fuli offered him an offer he couldn't refuse.
Black Spider trembled as she shut off her phone.
She looked at Ye Fuli with a complex mix of emotions.
This opponent was truly terrifying.
How did this woman named K1 know all these secrets—secrets even the boxing gym staff were unaware of?
"Alright, time's up! Please welcome both boxers to the ring. Where's the applause and the screams?!"
The moment she stepped onto the stage, Black Spider made a decision that went against her conscience.
Ye Fuli found the answer she sought in her eyes.
She smiled faintly and clasped Black Spider's hand.
"Let's get this show on the road."
……
……
The match concluded in less than half an hour.
"Whoa! We've hit the jackpot, K1!"
The pink-haired agent, clutching two boxes brimming with cash, rushed toward Yefuri.
Clang—
She tossed the cash onto the floor and spread her arms wide, attempting to hug Ye Fuli.
Ye Fuli recoiled in disgust, avoiding the embrace.
The agent gave an awkward chuckle. "Um, once we finish counting it, I'll transfer your share to your account in full. Now, let me take you to get your wounds treated…"
"I have things to attend to. I must leave first."
Ye Fuli, her body aching all over, glanced one last time at the Black Spider lying on the stage before leaving.
Though she had asked him to throw the fight and he had agreed, he clearly regretted it once they were in the ring…
Thus, what should have been a perfectly coordinated, mutually beneficial fight had turned brutally vicious in the end.
Ye Fuli suspected she might have broken a rib.
The injuries elsewhere were even more numerous.
"If I hadn't had the memories of my past life, I would never have defeated her."
Ye Fuli let out a cold laugh and turned to leave.
She never showed mercy to her opponents.
……
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Downtown Commercial District.
Ye Zhen sat by the flower bed, a snow-white ice cream cone in hand, enjoying the breeze.
At that moment, Huang Li was enthusiastically coaching a curvaceous older woman inside the nearby billiards hall.
"It's really hot today."
The agreed-upon time was approaching.
Ye Zhen didn't see Ye Fuli anywhere and couldn't help but mock herself inwardly.
What was she waiting for?
When someone says no, it means no.
"If I'd known this would happen, I might as well have gone to watch the swimsuit show over there…"
Just as Ye Zhen was feeling melancholy, a familiar figure suddenly came into view. Dressed in plain casual clothes, she rode a sleek black motorcycle, speeding toward them!
Ye Zhen was completely transfixed.
Only when the bike stopped right before her did she realize her ice cream cone had melted, dripping white stains onto her skirt.
Ye Zhen squinted, staring at the motorcycle beauty reaching out to her—Feng Aotian, born Feng, Ye Fuli.
"What are you standing there for? Hop on."
"Huh? I… can I?"
In response, Ye Fuli grabbed her arm with such force that Ye Zhen had no choice but to swing onto the bike, accepting the helmet Ye Fuli handed her.
Damn it…
Both the bike and the girl were part of a man's ultimate fantasy series.
Ye Zhen felt like she was living in a dream!
"Hold on tight. I'm not responsible if you fall off."