Number One Ugly Husband

57. To Die (1)

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

The top slave slapped on the back of Bao Ye’s head angrily, “You are not the one to ask. Do what you are told to, go where you are sent to. Even if you are asked to eat shit, you must kneel and lick them up. Take care of your leg, if you ask anything again, it will be broken.”

“…” Bao Ye rubbed where he was beaten, turned around, and looked at the top slave.

“Watch out!” The top slave slapped his back head again and shouted at his colleague, “Zhang Tie, over here! Take him in and watch him close.”

“Got it. I will keep my eyes on him.” Suppressed on Bao Ye’s shoulders, Zhang Tie pushed him towards the gate, “Get in!”

Deacon Zhu gave Bao Ye a sympathetic look and turned to the top slave, “I’m about to leave if you don’t need me here.”

The top slave pulled out two apples and threw them to Deacon Zhu.

“Thanks.” Deacon Zhu left by the truck.

As Bao Ye entered the building, all the people looked at him immediately.

“Is him the ugly slave?”

The top slaves didn’t hide their comments on Bao Ye.

“Such an ugly face, who else will him be?”

“Boss Jin is quite good-looking, how could this ugly thing be his younger brother? They must be born by different mothers. If they are real brothers, Boss Jin wouldn’t have broken up with him.”

“No matter who his mother is, he offended our Boss Lu, he is doomed. Even if Boss Jin is here, he wouldn’t be set free.”

Hearing their chat, Bao Ye searched the ugly slave’s memory for how did he offended Lu, but the ugly slave had never met Lu, let alone displeasing him.”

He contemplated for a while and figured it out.

Boss Lu of the Western District always glared at the Northern District like a tiger eyeing its prey. He was eager to take up this area for quite a long time, but Boss Ji was his biggest hinder. Days before, Ji was badly injured, which might be a great opportunity of Lu, but Bao Ye saved him and broke his chance of taking over the Northern District. That was the reason for his resentment towards Bao Ye.

What’s more, the ugly slave was the younger brother of Boss Jin of the Southern District, who embarrassed Lu for several times. Lu was neither the rival of Boss Ji in the Western District or Boss Jin in the Southern District, he could only pour his old and new rage to the ugly slave.

“The younger brother of Boss Jin should be strong. I really want to challenge him.” Someone said sarcastically.

On hearing this, the top slaves circled Bao Ye with villainous smiles.

Zhang Tie pushed them back, “Fuck off, the boss needs him to be entire now. After that, you can do what you want.”

The top slaves had to moved back.

Zhang Tie pushed Bao Ye into a steel cage and locked him up. “Carry him on the truck to the City of Joy.” He spoke to the four male top slaves beside him.

“OK.” The four men pushed Bao Ye to the passage on the side.

A truck waited for them at the end of the passage, with caged slaves filled its rear. Each slave was pale and lifeless as if they were about to be sent to execution ground.

The four top slaves carried Bao Ye on the truck, pushed him to the middle of the cages, closed the tailgate, and began to play cards.

When their were concentrated on the card game, Bao Ye whispered to the slave in the cage beside him, “What are we going to do in the City of Joy?”

“To die.” The slave gave him a gloomy look in between the meshes of the steel cage and never uttered a vow again.

Bao Ye, “…”

The slave on the other side of him spoke with a suppressed voice, “They are sending us to the ring of life and death. You can only survive and get off the ring by beating your rival to death.”

“Didn’t the owners only use the middle slaves to the ring?” Bao Ye doubted.

The owners generally select the strong slaves to the ring for obtaining more money by winning. But the slaves in the cages, although they were not weak, they were far from strong.

The slave sneered, “The middle slaves are for the normal ring, but the life-and-death ring is built for the owners to seek for thrilling pleasure and excitement. If the owner wants you to step on the ring, no matter you are inferior slave, middle slave, or top slave, you have to follow.”

Bao Ye, “…”

“Go fucking hell!” A top slave suddenly rose up and kicked on the steel cage, “How dare you talk about the owner? Say one word and you are free from the ring, because I will kill you now.”

His fierce face scared the slave to the corner of the cage.

“And you…” The top slave glared at Bao Ye, “Now you don’t have Boss Jin here, behave yourself and play it smart. Put away your little tricks, I can torture you with thousands of ways.”

“Don’t be mad. Why are you shouting at them? They may be died on the ring in the afternoon. Let them enjoy their last time.” Another top slave on the other side of the desk said.

“I lose the game and don’t feel well, can’t I punch on these bags?”

“Then, do you still want to play the cards?”

“Definitely.” The top slave returned to his seat.