Survival Arena-Chapter 315 Learn Hung Kuen

"How much money do you want? I can give it all to you, just don’t kill me..."

Morrison said with difficulty, his eyes filled with fear.

The middle-aged man shook his head, bent down, and gently patted Morrison’s face, smiling, "What did I tell you yesterday? It’s not money that I want."

His English was very fluent, indistinguishable from a native speaker.

Morrison grew even more panicked.

"I want your talent. Once you’ve recovered, come with me. The process will be painful, but I won’t kill you. However, if you dare to try and escape now, I will not only kill you but also make you out to be a murderous lunatic. Once I get someone to write up a story and post it online, your family’s company is finished."

The middle-aged man’s smile was filled with a murderous aura, frightening Morrison to the point of trembling all over. Read exclusive adventures at novelbuddy

Talent...

Painful process...

Morrison instantly thought of all sorts of horrifying scenarios.

It’s over...

I’m a dead man!

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In the mall.

Chu Ge sat on a small sofa inside a clothing store, watching Gu Tianjiao and Xiao Poor Thing pick out clothes, he sighed.

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He really wanted to slap himself in the face.

Had he lost his mind to agree to accompany women shopping?

So tired!

The most annoying thing was, these two women had been shopping for half the day and hadn’t bought a single piece of clothing.

Torture!

Agony!

Ah!

Chu Ge just wanted to sit here forever, not wanting to stand up again.

He hadn’t walked much, but he felt exhausted. There was no denying that shopping was an arcane art.

Just then, his phone suddenly rang.

Chu Ge answered, and Morrison’s voice came through, speaking in English, which he couldn’t understand.

He had to open a translation app.

"Teacher, save me! Someone wants to lock me up like a lab rat and do experiments to take my Survival Talent!"

"Only you can save me now!"

"You can bring your Survival Team to help me, I’ll give each person a million US dollars!"

"If that’s not enough, I can have people add more later! As long as you’re willing to save me! Money is no object!"

Morrison was very agitated, terrified, but his voice wasn’t hysterical; instead, he kept it restrained, afraid of speaking too loudly.

Chu Ge frowned and asked in a low voice, "How many people are they, what’s their strength, and what’s their background?"

"I’m not sure, I only saw one person, but he’s very strong, a punch from him can send me flying. From what he said, he also seems to have a lot of subordinates."

Morrison’s reply made Chu Ge frown even deeper.

That’s hardly any different from saying nothing, is it?

After thinking for a moment, Chu Ge had Morrison give him the address.

Then, he hung up the call and dialed Zhuo Yi Cai’s mobile number.

Zhuo Yi Cai answered the call very quickly.

Her pleasant voice came through, easily leading men astray.

Chu Ge informed Zhuo Yi Cai about Morrison’s situation.

"Can you guys handle this?" he asked hesitantly.

After all, Morrison was a foreigner.

Zhuo Yi Cai immediately replied, "Wait for me, I’ll send someone! I take care of everything in Geshan City!"

With that, she hung up hastily.

Chu Ge finally felt relieved.

The Survival Association getting involved was definitely better than him handling it himself.

He wasn’t alone in the world and couldn’t just recklessly act on a whim.

A few minutes later, Gu Tianjiao and Xiao Poor Thing came out and directly passed by Chu Ge, heading towards another clothing store next door.

Chu Ge howled inwardly but could only follow them.

The shopping lasted the entire day.

...

Night fell.

Chu Ge dragged his exhausted body back to the villa.

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Gu Tianjiao and Xiao Poor Thing then returned to the hotel where they were staying.

"Boss, it seems like you’ve got a bad back!"

General Lie Hao said with a cheeky grin as he saw Chu Ge twisting his waist, his thoughts wandering off track.

Chu Ge glared at him, then turned to Local Snake and asked, "How’s the situation?"

Local Snake, who was playing a console game, replied, "The contract is signed, we can start work tomorrow."

"Good! Starting tomorrow, we’ll train at the club, starting with learning Hung Kuen. Once Ye Wukong arrives, we’ll begin practicing Wing Chun. As for recruitment, that can wait; we’ll promote in Survival City later."

Chu Ge nodded in agreement, planning to find survival friends with less than three stars to help with the promotion, and even consider recruiting those friends.

For example, Leek—Mother Earth, Xiao Black Fish—I Surrender.

As soon as they heard the club was opening tomorrow, everyone became excited.

Even Xiao Hero showed a smile.

He had joined Suicide because he saw Chu Ge’s Survival Talent was no less impressive than his own.

And that stay turned into more than half a year.

He grew fond of the atmosphere in Suicide, willing to help the team grow stronger.

"I’ve already asked Xiao Poor Thing to help write our introduction, you guys can send her your most proud achievements, striving for authenticity, so that the apprentices can refer to them later."

After saying this, Chu Ge turned and walked down the corridor.

A day of shopping was exhausting!

He planned to rest directly.

...

The next morning.

Chu Ge woke everyone up and then set off for the club.

Just as they left, he saw a familiar figure sneaking around near the entrance.

It was Morrison.

The guy had recovered surprisingly quickly, looking no different from before the incident.

It had only been two days.

Morrison came rushing over, gesticulating wildly as he spoke non-stop.

Just as Chu Ge was about to take out his phone, Xiao Hero’s voice floated over, "He says thank you, the guy you called was too impressive, directly scared those people away."

Chu Ge gave Xiao Hero a surprised look.

His English was that good?

Why hadn’t he spoken up during their meeting with Morrison the day before yesterday then? Was he just watching him make a fool of himself?

Truly crafty!

"Fine, you can join us then."

Chu Ge said as he waved, then led the team forward.

Xioa Hero translated for him, and Morrison was immediately overjoyed.

And so, the group headed toward the club.

They didn’t take a car but walked on foot.

Coming up to the club’s entrance.

Chu Ge said, "Let’s name the club Suicide, hang up the signs."

"Don’t worry, I’ve already arranged that," Nangong said with a smile.

Chu Ge nodded, satisfied with a smile.

Although they were a bit of a drag in the Survival Competition, in reality, the efficiency of Local Snake and Nangong was truly high.

After entering the club, they first determined each person’s teaching area.

From now on, the main team of Suicide would train on the second floor, while the first floor was left for apprentices or members of the sub-teams.

If more people joined, they could expand the club’s premises.

After discussing and assigning for an hour, they gathered in the club’s large hall on the first floor and began learning Hung Kuen.

General Lie Hao demonstrated Hung Kuen first. His robust body executed the moves with vigor and imposing strength, impressing everyone.

Morrison couldn’t take his eyes off him.

"This man looks so strong!"

Morrison became even more excited and suddenly wanted to join Chu Ge’s Survival Team.

After performing a set of Hung Kuen, General Lie Hao struck a horse stance.

"Follow my movements, everyone, I’ll lead you through, and once you remember the basic moves, I’ll teach each one individually, pointing out areas for improvement," General Lie Hao earnestly instructed.

It must be said, seeing him teaching like this, he looked quite impressive, unlike his usual goofy self.

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