Golden Summoner

The engine of the Falcon helicopter was still roaring, the rotor hadn't completely stopped, and the wind was howling on the ground. Xia Pingan had already got off the plane with his satchel, hunched over, and walked quickly towards the outside of the tarmac.

In Xia Pingan's satchel, there were only his black cobra steel whip and a change of clothes.

Outside the tarmac, there was a man with silver hair wearing a black windbreaker, his hands in his pockets, waiting for Xia Pingan.

Although Young Master Mo Yan also likes to wear black trench coats, the silver-haired man wearing a black trench coat makes people feel cooler, and the contrast between black and white is even stronger.

In the strong wind of the helicopter's rotors, a man with silver hair flying around his head had an indescribable smell, like a devil or an angel descending on the world.

The man was very handsome, with cold eyes, and was very young. He seemed not much older than Xia Pingan, but at the same time, his aura was also very powerful.

Xia Pingan walked over, and the helicopter behind him took off again and returned to the headquarters of the National Order Committee in Xianghe City.

"Are you Xia Pingan?" The silver-haired man asked directly.

"Yes!" Seeing that the guy had his hands in his pockets and had no intention of shaking hands, Xia Pingan was not polite.

"I don't want to waste time, so let's do it together. My name is Yan Duo. Young Master Mo Yan must have told you about this mission, right?"

"Director Mo only said that this is a special mission. He asked me to come with a steel whip and follow your arrangements. He didn't say anything else. My time is also very precious and I don't want to waste it. So, if there is any mission today, I will do it now. It’s time to start!”

Seeing Xia Pingan being so straightforward, the man's eyes flashed, and a cold and arrogant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Yan Duo looked at the time on his watch, "Very good, I like straightforward people, you can come with me now." Well, the mission starts now, and I will tell you what the mission is when we get to the destination!"

Xia Pingan nodded and followed the man towards the distance.

The headquarters of the State Order Committee in Yizhou Province is larger than the one in Xianghe City.

It is also a black cube building, but the scale of the building here is larger, and the garrison of the military base behind the building has an entire rapid reaction division stationed here.

The military base was buzzing with vehicles, and helicopters, drones, and fighter jets were whizzing overhead from time to time. It looked very busy. There was a military airport directly inside the base.

Yan Duo did not take Xia Pingan to the headquarters. Instead, he went to the parking lot, got into a black Audi Q7, and drove out of the headquarters quickly.

Xia Ping'an had brought Xia Ning to Xinchuan City before. As the provincial capital, Xinchuan was more prosperous.

Xia Pingan didn't know where Yan Duo was taking him, so he just waited quietly in the car.

The black Audi Q7 drove into the urban area of ​​Xinchuan City. Lingnuo shuttled among the traffic and buildings on the street. Half an hour later, the black Audi Q7 drove into the underground parking of an old-looking building. Field, stopped in a secluded corner on the second floor of the building.

Yan Duo turned off the engine, opened the armrest box next to him, took out something from the armrest box and threw it to Xia Pingan, "Put this on first..."

Xia Pingan picked up the thing and took a look. What Yan Duo threw over was a blood-red hood. The top of the hood was pointed. There were only two holes in the hood for the eyes, which could expose the two eyes.

This hood was clearly something worn by executioners and executioners in ancient Europe.

Xia Ping'an didn't say anything, just frowned, "What are you doing?"

Yan Duo looked at his watch again, "You have two minutes to prepare. After two minutes, bring your steel whip. I will take you into an underground fighting arena here and arrange a life-and-death fight for you using weapons. , your opponent is a scumbag, but that scumbag has just returned from abroad. He is a bloodthirsty pedophile and rapist. He has committed many crimes in Asia and Africa. He should have died long ago. He is only alive for various reasons. You are the most suitable person we can find right now, so for a moment, you have two choices, either kill him in a fight or be killed by him. If you are afraid, you can leave now and the mission will be considered a failure... …”

Damn it!

Xia Pingan knew before coming here that this mission might be special, but he didn't expect that this special training would be so special. It would be an extreme mission, a test of life and death, and he would have to fight against perverts.

Young Master Mo Yan really chooses tasks for himself.

"Is the Order Committee still responsible for dealing with these scum?" Xia Pingan asked.

"Haha, this is not a treatment, this is an execution!" Yan Duo smiled coldly, "We have no control over what such scum does abroad, but Yan Country is not the place where such scum should come. The customs and police cannot handle it. We Come and handle it, the Order Committee has much more responsibilities than you think..."

Xia Pingan stopped talking. He opened his salute, took out the black cobra's steel whip, and then put on the blood-red executioner's hood.

Yan Duo took out another silver metal mask with a strange pattern and put it on his face. Then he got out of the car and walked towards the elevator not far away with Xia Pingan.

When he reached the elevator door, Yan Duo raised his head and glanced at the monitor at the elevator door. The elevator opened automatically.

The two entered the elevator. The elevator automatically went down two floors and then stopped. The elevator door opened again. Outside was a walkway covered with red carpet. Four strong men in black suits stood together holding hands as they entered the shelter. Security gate doorway.

Everything here feels like a hidden and mysterious underground club.

A big man stepped forward and took out a metal scanner. He checked Yan Duo and Xia Ping'an and confirmed that they did not carry any firearms.

After confirming that there were no firearms on the two of them, a big man next to them said something into the headset, and the security door suddenly opened, allowing the two to enter.

After the two people entered, the security door was closed again.

An old white man with blond hair and blue eyes wearing an evening gown stood behind the door with a smile, saluted Yan Duo and stroked his chest, and said in pure Chinese, "Mr. No. 9, welcome!"

"He is the manager of this death arena, you can call him Charlie!" Yan Duo introduced the old white man to Xia Pingan.

"Ah, I'm just a poor old man who lost his country and hometown..." The old man named Charlie whispered.

Yan Duo then pointed at Xia Pingan, "This is the person I brought today!"

The Death Arena in Xinchuan City was the first time Xia Pingan had heard of this place. Just by hearing the name, he knew that this place would not be legal and should be an underground organization. However, the Order Committee dealt with illegal organizations, so for this place, Xia Ping'an was not surprised at all.

A city as big as Xinchuan cannot be clean everywhere. Where there is light, there is darkness, and the same applies to everything.

"Are you British?" Xia Pingan asked.

The old man's temperament reminded Xia Pingan of those old-school British butlers, so Xia Pingan asked.

Since the complete fall of the British Isles in the last century, many British people have been exiled around the world and have become people who have lost their country and hometown.

"Well, you are very perceptive. My hometown has become a paradise for monsters full of nuclear radiation. We people have become duckweeds and can't go back!" Charlie sighed, and then looked at Xia Xia again. The weapon in Ping An's hand, "You use a steel whip?"

"Yes, use a steel whip!" Xia Pingan nodded.

"This steel whip is a sight to behold. Very few people fight with people with steel whips. Those gentlemen and ladies will like it!"

"Okay, then I'll leave him to you!" Yan Duo said to Charlie, and then told Xia Ping'an, "Just follow him. Charlie will arrange the rest. You only need to be responsible for playing and winning. Don’t worry about anything else!”

Xia Pingan nodded, and Charlie led Xia Pingan towards a nearby passage, while Yan Duo walked towards the other side.

After walking through a long passage and opening a security door again, Xia Pingan's ears were suddenly filled with deafening cheers and noises.

A hot breath came to my face. In the hot breath, there was the smell of alcohol, high-end perfume, cigar, and a faint smell of blood and sweat.

These smells mixed with the noise are stimulating the adrenaline of everyone who enters here.

What appeared in front of Xia Pingan was a huge, brightly lit underground arena.

Old Charlie took Xia Pingan to the backstage on the second floor of the underground arena. From here, you can see the entire underground arena.

This underground arena is larger than a basketball stadium. In the middle of the venue is a huge octagonal fighting cage covering an area of ​​more than 200 square meters. The fighting cage is surrounded by stands, which are densely packed with people.

There were both men and women in the audience in the stands, but both men and women were well-dressed in terms of clothing. Most of the men were in suits and leather collars, and the women were also wearing high-end clothes, some with jewels.

All the audience's faces were wearing different silver masks, and no one showed their true face.

In the surrounding stands, there are booths one after another. On those booths, there are men hugging hot women, smoking cigars, roaring and cheering.

On the four sides of the stand are four huge display screens. The pictures on the display screens are exactly the fighting scenes in the gladiatorial cage.

At this moment, in the gladiatorial cage, a man wearing a black leather hood covering his face, who looked like he was from Asia based on his skin color, was fighting with bare hands against a tall, strong black man wearing a blue hood.

The black man in the cage had strong muscles and a tall body, and his punches and kicks were extremely powerful. However, the man from Asia was not afraid at all and used fierce Muay Thai kicks and kicks to fight the black man head-on.

The two men were covered in blood, but they were still fighting. The audience in the stands were cheering and shouting, and their blood was boiling with excitement from the fighting in the field.

Charlie took Xia Pingan to a quiet lounge backstage.

"You rest here to warm up. When this fight is over, fight again. When you hear the whip of punishment coming on stage, you go out with your steel whip. Your opponent calls the bear butcher. In addition to the steel whip, In addition to the whip, you also have the right to choose a defensive shield. When you go on stage, you can only wear one pair of pants. Let the audience see the muscles of your upper body, and let them see that you have nothing but the muscles on your hands. Apart from weapons, there is nothing else hidden on his body, understand?" Charlie explained to Xia Pingan.

Xia Pingan nodded.

After Charlie left, Xia Pingan was waiting in the lounge. From this lounge, you could see what was going on inside the venue.

A few minutes later, the Muay Thai man kicked the black man's calf from the side with a ferocious leg sweep. The moment the black man fell to the ground, the Muay Thai man made a swift flying knee and directly hit the black man with his knee. on the face.

The face of the big black man suddenly became flat, and a splash of blood exploded from his face. His neck bones were broken, and his head tilted to one side. He suddenly fell to the ground in the fighting cage motionless. He was not dead or seriously injured, but there was a pool of bright red. The blood spread quickly on the ground.

The Muay Thai man raised his fists and roared in the Octagon.

The staff in the arena quickly entered the fighting cage and lifted the black man out.

"I declare that this time, the jungle tiger from Thailand wins..." The referee came into the field with a microphone and raised the hand of the Muay Thai man.

Cheers and sighs rang out from the auditorium outside the venue at the same time. Some people in the booths opened champagne excitedly, while others threw their gambling coupons down in disappointment.