Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

"If the person you are talking about is indeed Mr. Yan, it may be possible to ask Northern Myanmar to release him."

Liu Weicai's attitude in speaking was very different from just now.

Although his tone was kind just now, he also had his own arrogance deep inside, but he didn't show it.

But after hearing Yan Chuan's name, the arrogance deep in his heart completely disappeared.

It would be fine to say that Jiang Ran was just a martial artist, but if he could be related to Yan Chuan, he couldn't just treat him as a martial artist.

"Second Master Yan must have a way to contact the forces in northern Myanmar."

Liu Weicai hesitated for a moment after finishing speaking.

"If you have something to say, just say it." Jiang Ran saw that he was hesitant to speak.

"But Mr. Yan may not use favors for this kind of thing. There is another more critical issue, which is which force is in the hands of the person you want to save."

Liu Weicai didn't care about his harsh tone. To be honest, he really didn't dare to care now.

"If we have a bad relationship with Mr. Yan over there, it will be self-defeating."

"Don't think that Mr. Yan is not tough enough. The main reason is that the place in northern Myanmar is smoky. People like them will not get involved too much there unless necessary."

Although Yan Chuan couldn't hear it, Liu Weicai still explained subconsciously.

After listening to his explanation, Jiang Ran said: "In other words, it is almost impossible for Northern Myanmar to directly release people?"

"That's basically the case." Liu Weicai's tone was decisive.

Jiang Ran looked at Yu Jia and said calmly: "Did you hear it too?"

Yu Jia looked sad and wanted to beg Jiang Ran again, but she didn't dare to ask.

Although she didn't know Yan Chuan, she could guess from Liu Weicai's attitude that the other party's identity was not simple.

Yu Shiya was just his college classmate, so Jiang Ran could help ask questions to such an extent.

Not to mention how much favor it would take to rescue her brother, if it happens to be in the hands of a hostile force, it will be completely outweighed by the gain.

"I'll talk to her later." Yu Jia took a deep breath. After figuring out the key to the matter, she could only feel sorry for Yu Shiya in her heart.

Just as she was sighing, a muscular tiger suddenly ran in from the door with an excited look on his face.

"Brother Liu, Sirius and the others are here."

Liu Weicai immediately stood up and said apologetically to Jiang Ran: "Mr. Jiang, you are free to do as you like, I have to go see Tianlang."

After he said this, he walked out quickly without even taking the mobile phone on the table.

When Yu Jia saw him going out, she also looked very interested: "Mr. Jiang, that Liu Weicai almost blew Sirius to the sky just now, do we want to go and see him?"

Jiang Ran glanced at her helplessly, and didn't refuse even after thinking about it.

"Okay, let's go meet the so-called masters he calls them. After the Sirius fight is over, I will go on stage to deal with it a few more times, and then I will leave after I get the bonus."

The top floor is completely enclosed.

Except for a few entrances and exits, no light is transmitted anywhere, and the sound insulation effect is also very good.

The interior of the cabin is like a huge arena, much higher than the six floors below.

In the middle is a nearly 60-square-meter arena, surrounded by many audience seats designed on two levels.

Everything within the arena was illuminated by lights as if it were daytime, while the auditorium was in a dim light that was not too bright.

Jiang Ran saw Liu Weicai and others at a glance.

He stood with the tiger, and beside him stood more than a dozen boxers of various shapes, but all exuding a slight evil aura.

Opposite these people were four people, three men and one woman.

Except for one older middle-aged man, the other three are relatively young.

Jiang Ran didn't need to distinguish, he could tell at a glance that the tallest one with the bulging forehead was Sirius.

Because the other three people have obvious characteristics of islanders.

Especially that woman, with her princess-cut ponytail hair style, bare shoulders, and a piece of white cloth wrapped around her chest, but she still couldn't suppress the astonishing turbulence.

He and Yu Jia walked silently behind Liu Weicai. The boxers around him saw that the tiger glanced at him and said nothing, so they all ignored the two men.

"Liu Sang." The oldest man among the islanders had a mustache and a slight bald patch on his head. He pointed to the person next to him and introduced him to Liu Weicai.

"This is the powerful samurai of the empire, Watanabe-kun."

Ichiro Watanabe put his hands on his chest, bowed slightly, and said nothing.

He has a red ribbon on his forehead, a toad mouth and a flat nose. He is about 1.6 meters tall and has extremely explosive muscles under his tight-fitting black warrior uniform.

"Today, he will represent the Matsumoto family in the battle."

Matsumoto Yusuke spoke for a while, but he was not fluent in Chinese: "I hope Sir Tianlang will give me some advice."

There was murderous intent deep in Sirius's eyes, but he didn't reveal it too obviously.

Liu Weicai stretched out his hand and shook Matsumoto Yusuke gently.

"Mr. Watanabe has come a long way. Regardless of the victory or defeat, the battle between him and Tianlang will be memorable. I hope it can end."

He had no intention of letting Sirius keep Ichiro Watanabe in the ring. Although he could sign a life and death certificate, Yusuke Matsumoto was obviously not easy to deal with.

When people from abroad are involved, even if there is a life-or-death situation, it will not be easy to dismiss the other party if they really make a fuss.

As a result, his words to save face for the other party made Yusuke Matsumoto shake his head vigorously.

The islander with a mustache refused in a stiff tone: "No, no, no! Watanabe-kun's Bushido spirit cannot be insulted. He hopes that Sir Sirius will go all out and not hold back!"

As soon as these words came out, the boxers behind Liu Weicai were in an uproar. They didn't expect this little devil to be so arrogant, and he also looked like he wanted to break his face.

Sirius' convex forehead trembled slightly, he showed a suppressed smile, stretched out his tongue and licked the back of his hand.

When Liu Wei saw this scene, he knew that Tianlang was really angry, and was going to notify the people above him immediately when they started fighting.

If Sirius really beats this little devil to death in the ring and involves foreigners, he won't be able to clean up the end.

"Mr. Matsumoto, it seems that you are ready to avenge your shame?" Liu Wei's tone became rude at this moment.

"Yes!" Matsumoto Yusuke's mouse eyes flashed, "I want to make a big bet with Liu Sang this time."

"5 million."

Liu Weicai was shocked, knowing that this guy probably had all his money, and he couldn't help but glance at Tianlang.

The killing intent in Sirius's eyes could no longer be concealed, and he nodded towards Liu Weicai, indicating that he would accept the condition.

"Okay! According to what Mr. Matsumoto said, 5 million, we agreed."

When Jiang Ran heard this amount, he remembered that the most he could fight was only a few million, but it seemed like he had lowered his worth.

But this thought was fleeting. For him, if it were not for the sake of medicinal materials, money would not mean much at all, not to mention that it was just a bet, not a prize from a boxing match.