Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 299: The new function of ACE-005

“Are you still there?” Lao Liu stiffened his body, “Are you there, are you there, are you there?”

After waiting a long time and ensuring no one was responding from behind, he carefully turned his head and scanned the crowd.

Then he gently sighed with relief.

Limping, Lao Liu quickly made his way towards the private room; he had to report what had just happened to Li Changqing.

As he walked, his anger grew. A gambler blocked his path, furiously shouting something.

Lao Liu murmured softly, “Move aside.”

But the gambler paid no heed.

Lao Liu then pulled his hand back and slapped the gambler across the face, causing him to spin around twice on the spot, completely stunned.

Reaching the door of the suite, Lao Liu knocked, “Boss!”

“Get in,” Li Changqing spoke coldly.

Lao Liu entered, bowing low, “Boss, hear me out. When Qing Chen was first pushed back by Miao Qifeng, I was about to intervene. But there was an expert in the ring who stopped me.”

“An expert?” Li Changqing spoke calmly, “Don’t you always claim to be an expert yourself?”

Lao Liu hung his head even lower, “The person who intervened was more formidable than I anticipated. I think they might be an A-Class expert from some family, possibly even at the peak of A-Class. I am loyal to you, and would never deceive you in such matters.”

“A-Class?” Li Changqing furrowed her brows, “Why would an A-Class expert intervene to prevent you from saving Qing Chen?”

In the Federation, D-Class is the first threshold because the genetic potions found on the market can only elevate a person to D-Class, like Miao Qifeng.

Therefore, the levels below D-Class are purchasable with money.

Then, B-Class is another threshold, as potions from sources other than the contraindicated courts can only elevate a person to B-Class.

Moving up, everyone who advances to A-Class is a naturally exceptional genius, as that is a breakthrough achieved on one’s own.

As for S-Class Demigods… Lao Liu did not even dare to consider that possibility.

Li Changqing said in a low voice, “Now that an A-Class has stepped in, who exactly is targeting Qing Chen? Or is there another motive?”

Logically, this time Miao Qifeng cheated was merely due to a few boxing gyms being jealous of the prosperous business of Jiang Xiaotang. How could those shabby gyms afford to hire an A-Class expert?

Selling all those gym owners would still not suffice for that, so someone else must be behind these gyms.

Li Changqing always felt something was amiss, but couldn’t pinpoint what it was.

She thought for a moment and then said to Yue Er and Lao Liu, “Bring back the four gym owners who supported Miao Qifeng tonight. Interrogate them thoroughly and find out who is behind them. On the territory of City No. 18, during the Li Family’s power transition, we cannot tolerate a hidden A-Class stirring up trouble.”

Lao Liu replied softly, “Tonight, even if I have to dig three feet into the ground, I will find them all for you.”

At that moment, the four gym owners who had wanted to trap Qing Chen in the octagon cage did not realize what they were about to face.

In their eyes, it was just a normal business tactic, albeit a bit underhanded, but that had always been the way in the Fourth District; everyone relied on their own methods without causing problems.

Now, the gym owners had finally crossed the line.

Li Changqing sent a message to the arsonist with a fond heart, “The boxing match is over. Do you want to come to my suite and sit for a bit, and talk about future wages?”

The arsonist with a fond heart replied, “I’m all bruised and my face is swollen; I’m embarrassed to see you.”

Li Changqing laughed, “I don’t mind.”

The arsonist with a fond heart said, “I mind.”

“Alright, let me know when you’ve recovered,” Li Changqing sent the message and stood up, heading outside, her mood seemingly very cheerful.

Not having saved Qing Chen certainly angered her, but seeing Qing Chen win the boxing match with his own tactics had completely dissolved her rage.

Lao Liu secretly glanced at his boss; he had thought he would be punished, but surprisingly, the matter seemed to have passed lightly.

Just as Li Changqing was about to step out the door, she turned back to Lao Liu and said, “Qing Chen will be joining the bodyguard team, but don’t concern yourself with him. Let him do whatever he wants.”

Lao Liu’s face fell; he admitted Qing Chen was impressive, but even the least of the bodyguard team was at D-Class, so why include an E-Class like him?

Of course, even when Lao Liu himself was at D-Class, he wasn’t necessarily capable of defeating Qing Chen in the octagon cage.

However, being a bodyguard was different from being a boxer. Boxers fought in hand-to-hand combat, whereas bodyguards used firearms and other modern equipment, especially as enemies intent on killing Li Changqing wouldn’t come unarmed.

It wasn’t that one looked down on the other; Lao Liu simply felt they were completely different specialties, so it seemed somewhat absurd for Qing Chen to join the bodyguard team.

Li Changqing gave him a sidelong glance, “What, got a problem with that?”

“No, not at all,” Lao Liu forced a smile from his weathered face, “Congratulations, Boss, on gaining a tiger of a warrior!”

“Also, I asked you to find a fighting instructor for Li’s School before, you can forget about that now,” Li Changqing said.

This time, Lao Liu spoke sincerely, “In that matter, I must tell the truth; indeed, no one is more suited than Qing Chen.”

He was a professional, naturally different from the spectators who were just there to watch the excitement.

Many spectators didn’t even understand how Qing Chen had won; they only knew that Qing Chen had been beaten for over ten minutes before he suddenly erupted and broke Miao Qifeng’s kneecap.

But in fact, Liu Dezhu knew that during the match, even though Qing Chen was getting beaten, his breathing never became disordered.

And the young man had endured for over ten minutes, just waiting for Miao Qifeng’s breathing to become erratic before choosing the most critical moment to strike.

The human knee is very hard, and striking with the knee in a fight is an exceedingly vicious technique. If done properly, it can even break the spine.

But Qing Chen’s strike landed precisely on the soft cartilage inside Miao Qifeng’s knee.

To endure over ten minutes of beating and still find such a moment, striking as precisely as a surgeon performing surgery, was definitely not something an ordinary person could accomplish.

That’s why Liu Dezhu could say that when it came to teaching fighting, there was no one more suitable than Qing Chen.

“So what salary should we offer him?” Liu Dezhu asked weakly.

“You don’t need to worry about that,” Li Changqing said.

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In the locker room, the medical staff was urgently treating Qing Chen’s injuries.

A medical staff member told Jiang Xiaotang, “Preliminary checks show that Qing Xiaotu, the Tiger Grade Boxer, has two broken ribs on his right side, but luckily the broken ribs haven’t impacted the internal organs or the lungs, and won’t need surgery to correct. Also, there are more than twenty other soft tissue contusions. I recommend that he doesn’t compete for a while.”

The medical staffer glanced at Qing Chen. Throughout the examination, the young man’s expression was as calm as if nothing had happened, completely different from the other fighters who would grimace in pain after a match.

Qing Chen seriously asked, “How long must I refrain from vigorous exercise?”

“Even with the Qing’s regenerative drugs that Boss Jiang has prepared for you, it will take at least a month,” the medical staffer said. “During this period, you must be careful, otherwise if the broken ribs become displaced, you might still need to undergo surgery.”

Qing Chen nodded.

He was calculating in his mind. Right now, various societies were attacking the Heng Society. If he wanted to clear Liu Dezhu of charges, he had to take this opportunity to capture several key criminals from the He Sheng Society and have them confess and accept their punishment.

Otherwise, it might be too late, and Li Dongze might have already destroyed the He Sheng Society…

Qing Chen looked at Jiang Xiaotang, “Sis, you set the boxing schedule for every 15 days, and I got injured just on the second day. But if it’s just ordinary Tiger Grade Boxers, I think I can still fight. The injury doesn’t matter much, after all, Tiger Grade Boxers are quite weak.”

Jiang Xiaotang said with heartache, “What are you talking about? You’re injured like this and still thinking about the boxing match? Don’t worry, no one dares to challenge you now. Miao Qifeng secretly advanced to Land Cruise Grade and still couldn’t beat you, who would dare come to throw their lives away now?”

“But someone might want to take advantage of the situation,” Qing Chen thought aloud. “Everyone knows I got hurt in the octagon cage, there will definitely be people wanting to strike while the iron is hot.”

“No worries,” Jiang Xiaotang said with a smile, “If anyone dares challenge you at this time, they sign up today, and I’ll have someone chop them down on the street tomorrow. If they get injured and can’t step up to the ring, it will have nothing to do with you.”

Qing Chen: “…There’s also that way of handling it.”

“Alright, rest a bit now. You’ll stay in the gym later,” Jiang Xiaotang said, “I’ll find someone to take care of you specifically. The women in the gym were not very decent before, so I went to the black market yesterday and bought two clean servants for you…”

“No need, no need,” Qing Chen got up and put on his jacket, heading outside, “My injury isn’t that severe, and I don’t need anyone to serve me.”

“Hey!” Jiang Xiaotang wanted to stop him but realized she simply couldn’t, watching as Qing Chen jogged away.

She chuckled softly, thinking to herself how naive her little brother was, at least he was a man of principle.

After getting onto the hover car, Qing Chen finally relaxed.

However, he suddenly realized an issue.

In the recent boxing match, his head had actually been hit after all, receiving more than three or four punches to the face.

After all, Miao Qifeng was Land Cruise Grade, and it was normal for him to land a few hits.

Qing Chen had estimated, that he likely had at least a mild concussion after the match, but when he returned to the locker room, he felt absolutely no pain in his face, as if nothing had happened.

Qing Chen gently removed the forbidden object, ACE-005, from his face and then inspected his own face through the rearview mirror, surprised to see not even a trace of bruising.

He pressed a finger against his facial skin, feeling no pain at all, just like when he hadn’t been beaten.

This made Qing Chen feel quite intrigued. He closely examined the forbidden object in his hand. Could it be that ACE-005 also provided facial protection?

He knew forbidden objects were tough to destroy, almost indestructible.

But he hadn’t expected that wearing a forbidden object could also offer protective benefits.

Wait, if he kept wearing ACE-005 all the time, would it mean that nobody could shoot through his forehead from the front?

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Thanks to Red Leaves and Just an Anonymous Hard to Complete for becoming new allies of this book, and thank you, Boss, for the new year greeting!

Going to grab a bite, there’s another chapter tonight.