18: Is it sweat?

A deposit match is a recognized way to play in the Third District, generally used by teams to settle grudges, similar to a father-son match.

Both sides bring in equipment of the same value and enter at the same time, ensuring they are in the same round of action.

Then, both sides arrive at the designated location and begin their battle.

Unlike the random encounters in a normal match, a deposit match is an open gunfight.

I know where you are, and you know where I am; there's no information asymmetry, it's a pure test of skill.

Of course, the losing side not only loses their equipment, but the deposit also goes to the winning side.

For example, if each person in a team brings in 1 million in equipment, then both teams must each submit 3 million as a deposit.

Not to mention losing the equipment brought in, they also have to lose the same amount in cash.

"Heh, you want to play a deposit match with us?" Lin Han's expression gradually became arrogant upon hearing this.

He hadn't dared to act rashly earlier because Zhao Chuang's combat power was too exaggerated at school.

He was also a student, but this guy was like a fitness coach; arguing with him? Asking for death?

But now it was different; Liu Yan actually dared to propose a deposit match.

Once they entered the Third District, everyone would be competing on marksmanship, map understanding, and auditory and visual perception!

He was a top performer in all these aspects; otherwise, why would he be a captain?

He was very clear about Liu Yan's strength; he was just a nobody. As for Zhao Chuang, such a big guy would be a living target in the Third District.

Even if Liu Yan could bring in a master, his side would still have an absolute advantage!

"How much money are we playing for?" Lin Han asked, raising an eyebrow.

Seeing Lin Han take the bait, Liu Yan secretly rejoiced.

"I'll play for as much as you have, dare you?" Liu Yan's tone was equally provocative.

"Just you, a poor guy?" Guo Li said disdainfully from the side.

Bang ————!!!!

Zhao Chuang silently retracted his fist, and a faint crack appeared on the corridor wall.

If it hadn't been for Liu Yan's earlier intervention, that punch would have landed squarely on Guo Li's face.

Guo Li, still shaken, slumped to the ground. Feeling the dampness on his thigh, Guo Li slowly reached down to touch it.

Was this... sweat?

Guo Li put it to his nose and sniffed hard, then finally let out a sigh of relief.

He was scared to death; he thought this big guy had just scared the sweat out of him.

Lin Han withdrew his gaze from Guo Li, a look of disdain on his face.

"It's not that I'm mocking you, but my family has 2 million in assets. Can you afford to play with me?"

After Lin Han finished speaking, he glanced at Zhao Chuang out of the corner of his eye.

"Alright, then 2 million. Do your two teammates have it?" Liu Yan nodded.

Lin Han hadn't expected Liu Yan to agree so decisively and said:

"It's just 2 million per person; you don't need to worry about that."

"If you can also come up with that much money, we'll start the deposit match now."

Lin Han didn't want to give Liu Yan time to find teammates. If Liu Yan really had that much money, then the sooner they started, the better.

"Don't worry, I can come up with even more."

Liu Yan checked the time on his phone and roughly estimated.

"I just need to wait a bit. How about 4 PM today?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Han immediately became alert. It seemed Liu Yan really intended to stall for time to find powerful teammates!

"Liu Yan, you don't have money, do you?" Lin Han's tone was full of sarcasm and goading.

Of course, Liu Yan wouldn't fall for such a provocation, and indeed, he couldn't come up with that much money right now.

"That's none of your concern. We'll start promptly at 4 PM."

After speaking, Liu Yan stood on his tiptoes slightly and patted Zhao Chuang's shoulder.

"Let's go."

Zhao Chuang obediently followed behind Liu Yan, and before leaving, he even raised his fist at Guo Li, who was sitting on the ground wiping his pants.

After moving away from Lin Han and his two companions, Zhao Chuang asked with some hesitation:

"Brother Yan, are you really going to play a deposit match with them?"

Liu Yan nodded and hummed in affirmation.

"Can we play for 507,040?" Zhao Chuang asked again.

Liu Yan stopped and looked at Zhao Chuang suspiciously.

"Why? Why such a specific amount?"

Zhao Chuang scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"I only have 74,000 saved up. If I go home now and sell my house, it should sell for 500,000."

Hearing this answer, Liu Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Looking at Zhao Chuang's earnest and intelligent eyes, Liu Yan comforted him:

"Don't worry, you don't need to pay." Liu Yan's tone shifted, "But... you'll have to put in some effort."

Liu Yan sized up Zhao Chuang.

What a perfect porter!

Those broad shoulders, those muscular arms, he could easily carry two backpacks by himself!

Liu Yan had never intended for Zhao Chuang to pay.

The 4 PM appointment was, on one hand, to ensure he had time to contact Fuji, and on the other, to give them both enough time to earn the money for the deposit match.

Liu Yan had proposed the deposit match, and he wouldn't let them pay for it.

"Brother Yan, don't worry, as long as I can help you, I have plenty of strength!" Saying this, Zhao Chuang flexed his bicep and patted it.

"But then again, Brother Yan, do you have that much money?"

Zhao Chuang had observed Liu Yan's actions; even if all the supplies he brought out belonged to Liu Yan alone, it would definitely not reach 3 million.

But the two of them combined would need 2 million in equipment and 2 million as a deposit, totaling 4 million.

"I still have over 100,000 on hand now," Liu Yan answered truthfully.

"Brother Yan is truly Brother Yan, he actually..."

"What?! 100,000?" Zhao Chuang looked at Liu Yan in shock.

Could it be that Brother Yan also planned to sell his house before 4 PM? And asking him to put in effort must mean helping him move his belongings.

"Although I only have 100,000 now, by this afternoon, it will turn into several million," Liu Yan said with extreme confidence.

Looking at Liu Yan's back ahead, Zhao Chuang almost shed hot tears.

He was willing to sell his own house rather than let him pay a single cent. He had actually misunderstood such a person before!

He was such a terrible person!

The more Zhao Chuang thought about it, the angrier he got, and he swung his arm around, slapping himself hard!

Whack ————!!!!

A crisp sound echoed throughout the entire corridor.

Liu Yan turned around, looking at Zhao Chuang, whose face clearly bore a handprint, full of confusion.

"What are you doing?"

"Punishing evil and promoting good!" Zhao Chuang said, panting heavily and angrily.

Liu Yan stared at Zhao Chuang, who was sulking at himself, for a long time.

Was there something wrong with this person's mind?

If it weren't for Zhao Chuang being relatively obedient to him...

Liu Yan would really have to seriously consider whether he should bring him along.

He was walking along and could slap himself.

If he got hot-headed during a gunfight, wouldn't he also slap himself?

But besides him, there were no other options. After all, whether it was the previous "original Liu Yan" or himself now,

They were both relatively reclusive and didn't have many other friends.

"Let's go, let's find Teacher Qi first."