AWITTGABAGIWOBAFOAP Chapter 10

Chapter 10: The True Identity of the Ferocious Wolf is Actually… “Besides being obedient, I want dogs to be…”

Looking down through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the arc-shaped buildings were all glass, with a guest standing at each window.

Someone opened a window and screamed loudly, emitting a strange, sinister laugh. Shouts and whistles all foreshadowed the thrilling events to come.

The roars of ferocious beasts stirred the nerves. Song Ningwan felt a lingering fear as he witnessed the flying flesh and blood, and the stench wafted over.

On the lowest circular platform, each iron cage contained a child.

They were too far away to see clearly.

Song Ningwan had a premonition that Allen was down there.

He resisted the urge to smash the window and jump down, and instead pondered a solution in his mind.

Before arriving in Upper Trash District, he had thought 1 million Contribution Points was a lot, but now it was being spent like water, a huge sum vanishing in the blink of an eye.

Since that was the case, he would expose this dark and hidden underground world.

Song Ningwan took out his communicator, opened the Butterfly Live streaming platform, and filmed from a bird’s-eye view. It was dark and gloomy, with the faint reflections of the cages barely visible.

He clicked upload.

The waiter took a step back, his eyes filled with disbelief, “What are you doing?”

With a “ding,” the video was uploaded.

S had gained over 500,000 followers in Lower Trash District, and this one video immediately shot to the top of the Trash District’s trending list.

Many Upper Trash District residents who didn’t understand the situation were puzzled. Who exactly was this newcomer who had suddenly appeared and was dominating the Trash District’s LAN?

The video was uploaded successfully and instantly caused an uproar on the internet.

“The ruler of the Death Arena is a dog…” The waiter’s voice trembled as he retreated towards the door, “I thought you wanted to take me away, whether as a pet or a toy. But you actually offended the authority of the hierarchy… We will all die, no matter how much power you have elsewhere, once you come to Upper Trash District, you will be killed by the rules.”

The alarm sounded in the filthy, muddy hell. The door was forced open, and many masked people armed with weapons poured in.

The gun muzzles were aimed at Song Ningwan’s head, completely surrounding the room.

The sound of leather shoes on the carpet was very light. When Song Ningwan looked up, his eyes met a pair of eagle eyes.

The owner of the Death Arena was impeccably dressed in military uniform, with deep-set eyes, exquisite features, and surrounded by an entourage.

Every guest in Upper Trash District had absolute privacy, so the Death Arena couldn’t overstep its authority at will.

However, the existence of the Death Arena was an unwritten rule for hundreds of years. Faced with the dual pressure of mental and physical life, who wouldn’t come to gamble and relax?!

Many people went all-in, betting everything.

One thought heaven, one thought hell.

Song Ningwan’s situation, bringing the Underground City to the surface for condemnation, was simply unheard of.

“What’s going on?” The owner of the Death Arena spoke, his voice deep but without anger.

He glanced lightly over the guest room and then looked at the trembling waiter.

“This, this Mr. Song… illegally recorded a video.” After the waiter finished speaking, he was escorted out.

The owner of the Death Arena, wearing black leather gloves, stepped forward and extended his hand, “Hello, I am Yuri, the owner of the Death Arena.”

When that name was mentioned, Song Ningwan’s blood boiled, and he forgot to react for a moment.

It was actually the Legion Commander.

Song Ningwan pretended not to recognize him and didn’t shake his hand. Instead, he questioned in an enraged tone, “My child was abducted into this place. I hope you can give me an explanation, otherwise, I will expose these shady dealings.”

Yuri didn’t feel awkward. He retracted his hand, turned his head, and ordered his subordinates, saying a few words.

From the lip-reading, it seemed like words like “handle” and “inform.”

“The Death Arena will strictly investigate the child’s identity and origin and will not buy or sell at will.” Yuri made a “please” gesture. Seeing that Song Ningwan was unmoved, he didn’t say anything more.

“However, Mr. Song violated the rules by filming scenes that should not be made public. I believe I have the right to detain you.” As soon as Yuri finished speaking, the armed soldiers beside him immediately ran towards Song Ningwan.

Until the last moment, Song Ningwan thought of Ferocious Wolf and used his last time to send a distress message, activating the self-destruct program.

His arm was grabbed. During the struggle, Song Ningwan threw the communicator out of the window, without much resistance.

His mask was violently torn off, his arms restrained, and he was brought before Yuri.

“Lock him up in the above-ground mine.” Yuri said coldly, casually looking out the window.

Everyone knew what the above-ground mine was like and couldn’t help but cast sympathetic glances at Song Ningwan.

No matter how much Song Ningwan struggled, he couldn’t resist so many people.

At the last moment before being dragged out of the door,

Ding—

Incoming call.

“Commander, it’s Hunter.” A subordinate approached Yuri’s ear and said in a low voice.

Yuri frowned, “Answer it.”

Beep!

The call was connected.

The voice on the other end of the communicator was as clear and cold as snow, and pleasant to listen to.

“Have you found my younger brother? Yuri.”

The relaxed expression twisted for a moment. Yuri stood up from the sofa and immediately said in a low, humble voice, “I’m very sorry, Young Master, I have disappointed you.”

The tone on the other side was still very calm, without any fluctuations.

“Besides being obedient, I want dogs to be useful.”

Even if the humiliation was great, and one’s self-esteem was crushed into the mud, one had to wag one’s tail and beg for acceptance.

Yuri’s eyes were clouded, but he replied, “Yes. Young Master, please tell Old Mr. Bi Lin that I encountered an A-class Mechanical Engineer in Lower Trash District.”

“An A-class in Lower Trash District? That’s interesting, let me meet him.” The Young Master became interested after hearing this.

Yuri explained, “This person is very old, it will take some effort to invite him, please forgive me, Young Master. I will do my best to find the Young Master, and I hope you will forgive me.”

Deep in the dragon’s den, unable to escape, Song Ningwan’s original intention was to have Ferocious Wolf receive his message and call the police, but he didn’t expect the Lower Trash District Legion Commander to be the owner of the Death Arena.

Would the guards really dare to interfere?

Moreover, the unveiling of the identity was a bit embarrassing, lucky he didn’t drop his persona.

He had long heard that Yuri was working for the Jian family of Upper Trash District. Was the Young Master on the other end of the conversation a member of the Jian family?

The Jian family’s Young Master was also lost, and Allen’s fate was unknown. It seemed that Upper Trash District was not a good place at all.

“Young Master, you might be interested to know that this A-class Mechanical Engineer analyzed Mr. Ka’lier’s Crimson Thorns.” Yuri tentatively said.

“What?” The other side was silent for a long time, and after a while, the voice came again, “How do you know about Crimson Thorns?!”

Yuri was unsure, and repeated the words of the A-class Mechanical Engineer’s livestream.

“I want to see him immediately.”

“I will take care of it.” Yuri guaranteed with his life that he would dig out S even if he had to search every inch.

“Oh right, your trash heap caught my friend.”

Song Ningwan’s pupils widened, and Yuri’s expression was equally horrified.

“Is it Mr. Song?” Yuri suppressed his surprise, feeling that it was impossible.

“Ferocious Wolf!” Song Ningwan shouted.

The other side paused and softly called out, “I thought you were very old, and already had children.”

The subordinates looked around, and tactfully released their restraints.

Song Ningwan broke free and hurriedly said, “My child entered the Death Arena, his life or death is unknown! I have to find him.”

Yin Lun Jian opened his mouth, “Release his child.”

Yuri of course didn’t dare to say anything, nodding obsequiously. He never imagined that the arrogant, all-despising Yin Lun Jian would know a refugee from Lower Trash District.

The conversation was very pleasant, and Yuri first had everyone bring all the children in the cages into the guest room.

The children’s faces were covered in blood, terrified, and afraid of the imposing armed forces, so they huddled together tightly, afraid to look around.

“Raise your heads.” Yuri said.

One by one, they cautiously raised their heads like quails. Song Ningwan surveyed the room, but didn’t see Allen’s figure.

How could that be?

“Are you sure all the children are here?”

Hearing Song Ningwan ask this, Yuri suppressed the agitation in his heart and coldly said, “Yes, you are a friend of Young Master Yin Lun, you should know that the Young Master has been missing for a long time. Since then, the Death Arena has been adopting children extensively, in order to find the Young Master.”

“Then do you know where the children who were stolen from the Upper Trash District station tunnel went?” Song Ningwan calmed down, perhaps Allen wasn’t sold into the Death Arena.

“There are two possibilities. First, they were sold back to Lower Trash District. Second, they were transported to the Bora District.” Yuri’s eyes were dark and ambiguous, and he suddenly smiled, “Good luck to you, find your child.”

Song Ningwan currently had only two choices: return to Lower Trash District, or go to the Bora District.

Without confirming Allen’s general direction, he couldn’t go all-in. The longer the time dragged on, the more dangerous the child would be.

It seemed that he could only ask the Legion Commander in front of him for help.

“Commander Yuri, I want you to help me find my child in Lower Trash District.” Song Ningwan pretended to be nonchalant, as if the Legion’s offense to him just now was only a dream.

His eyes seemed to be saying, if you don’t help me, I will expose your crimes to the public.

“Mr. Song… since this is your request, I will do my best to do it.” Yuri waved everyone to retreat, leaving only Song Ningwan in the guest room, “Please send the child’s name and appearance to my communicator.”

That wouldn’t do, if he used S’s account, Song Ningwan would drop his persona.

“My communicator just fell down, I can’t add you. However, I can describe it verbally.” Song Ningwan recalled the little dumpling in his mind, and his heart felt sour when he thought about it, “Ai Ai’s eyes are very bright, they shine. Long golden hair is slightly curly, his features are deep and beautiful.”

Yuri captured two words, golden hair, deep features.

“I understand, I will notify you when I find him.” Yuri was in a hurry, he had too many important things to deal with, such as appeasing Bi Lin Jian’s monstrous anger.

No one wanted to see that scene, the king who made the entire Upper Trash District change color, and also the top hunter who set the rules of the game on the throne of the tower.

“If there is nothing else…”

Song Ningwan directly interrupted, walked to Yuri, and because he was tall, he looked down at him slightly, “I want you to release those children.”

As soon as these words came out, Yuri frowned slightly, obviously enduring to the extreme, “Although you are Young Master’s friend, I can also refuse you, Mr. Song, please don’t be ungrateful.”

Knowing that Yuri was not someone who would easily compromise, Song Ningwan took the lead in moving his eyes away from the eye contact, walked to Yuri’s side, and said a few words softly, and left.

However, the originally melancholy face instantly went out, Yuri was stunned in place, and after a long time, raised an incomprehensible smile, eerie and strange.

Song Ningwan walked out of the Death Arena, looked up at the artificial sky, suppressed and false. Humans were like puppets living under masks, without vitality.

Sure enough, as soon as those words were spoken, the children could walk out of the abyss and usher in freedom and liberation.