Songhai wore a black suit and sat in a box in the underground fighting arena.
Below is a crazy crowd, thundering roars, and banknotes flying in the air.
No one knows how much money can be made in this underground fighting arena in a no-nonsense area in a day.
There are so many wealthy families in North America, and many people have tried to reach out here, but Fu Yancheng was the only one who succeeded.
There are seven floors in the underground fighting arena, each floor covers an area of 3,000 square meters, and the gameplay on each floor is different.
Countless elites poured in here, shed their human skin, and blended into the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts.
Songhai folded his hands in front of his lower abdomen and looked at everything below quietly.
The door of the box was pushed open, and Sister Hong walked in enchantingly wearing a black dress with suspenders.
"Mr. Sang, I have admired my name for a long time, but I didn't expect you to come to our place."
She had the best tea brought to her, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she sat opposite Songhai as if she were boneless.
Sanghai didn't drink and continued to watch the fight downstairs.
For such a sudden visit from a big shot, Sister Hong was 200% alert.
But after sitting here for ten minutes, Songhai remained silent and seemed to be very interested in the fight downstairs.
Sister Hong also calmed down and drank tea slowly and leisurely.
It wasn't until the winner was decided downstairs that Sanghai raised his eyebrows slightly and touched his thumb as if feeling something.
"I'm here to make a deal with you."
Sister Hong thought she had heard wrong. Who didn't know that the Sang family was one of the top wealthy families in North America? As the head of the previous generation, Sanghai didn't need to make deals with others.
"Mr. Sang, am I hallucinating?"
After all, the relationship between the Sang family and the underground fighting arena is not that good. Sanghai even said at the banquet that God is a mad dog.
No one knew about Fu Yancheng's boxing in the underground fighting ring, after all, he always wore a mask, but Sanghai knew about it, because Sanghai had come to the ring once before, but he didn't win anyway, probably because he was old.
He said that God is a mad dog, which means that Fu Yancheng is a mad dog, but no one knows that God is Fu Yancheng. Only those inside the fighting arena know.
People outside think that god is a madman who is short of money. Only this kind of madman will crazily want to defeat his opponent.
In the fight between Sanghai and Fu Yancheng, Fu Yancheng showed no mercy, and Sanghai walked out of the fighting ring standing.
Later I heard someone said that Songhai had been lying in the hospital for a month.
Being able to go out standing is all supported by a man's dignity.
So Sister Hong didn't like this Sanghai very much. Who asked him to hurt Fu Yancheng? In that case, Fu Yancheng didn't get much benefit.
Songhai had the experience of being a member of the special forces when he was young, so now that he is old, he still looks young and has a great aura.
"What deal does Mr. Sang want to make?"
Songhai slowly took the tea cup next to him and used the tea lid to uncover the tea stem inside.
"Fu Yancheng's power in the imperial capital is pretty good, worth 10 billion. I hope he can find my daughter for me."
Sister Hong originally wanted to make a few more mocking remarks, but upon hearing these words, her eyebrows suddenly furrowed.
"Isn't Miss Sangjiu very favored?"
There was no expression on Sanghai's face, and his fingertips were stroking the tea lid.
"I want to find my real daughter."
Sister Hong also understood that Sang Jiu was probably not Sang Hai's biological child.
"Mr. Sang, we all know your abilities. You can accomplish this by yourself, why are you still looking for us?"
Songhai took out a card, and Sister Hong recognized it.
This card represents 10 billion, which is cash and can be withdrawn at any time.
This is a big deal.
Songhai was too lazy to say anything else and just pushed the card out.
"This is just a deposit. I want my biological daughter to come back. The Sang family is very big. There were many things involved in that year, and the powers involved were too wide. It is difficult for me to stabilize them all by myself. And the news that I am looking for my daughter cannot be leaked.
Get out, otherwise I'm worried she'll be in danger."
His tone was calm, and even though he was in his fifties, his eyes were sharp.
He launched another card, which was the same as the other card, with the same limit of 10 billion.
"I will give this card to Fu Yancheng for safekeeping first. If he really has the ability to find my daughter, then give this card to her. I want her to live well."