Ascending Dragon Path Fanfiction (3)

In the west suburbs of London, a winding road, like a writhing snake, snaked across a vast plain. There were no residents nearby, only a few abandoned factories.

The weather tonight was terrible, foggy, as if some evil entity was devouring the entire space.

A convoy of over thirty super luxury cars slowly advanced on this winding road. The headlights at the front of the cars dimmed considerably as they cut through the thick fog.

Suddenly, over a hundred burly men rushed out from the abandoned factories on both sides of the road, as if they had just raided an armory! These hundred-plus men cackled and raised various firearms in their hands – submachine guns, large-caliber MV-6s, all sorts of powerful firearms, big and small, spat long tongues of fire. Countless bullets whistled through the air, pouring towards the thirty-odd luxury cars! Before anyone in the cars could react, over a dozen cars were riddled with holes!

"Boom—rumble!" The continuous explosions almost shattered eardrums! Intense, scorching flames shot up into the sky! Like the most brilliant fireworks between heaven and earth! Illuminating a five-hundred-meter radius as if it were broad daylight. They were thrown into disarray by this sudden attack! But the people inside the cars quickly reacted. Dozens of men in black suits emerged from the cars and began to fight back. "Damn it! What the hell are you sons of bitches?! Shoot them! Shoot!" a man roared from the side.

"Bang!" A grenade accurately hit his head. Blood splattered, and the man collapsed limply. Another three cars, ignoring the attackers, sped forward!

Wulian stood calmly on the roof of an abandoned factory. He suddenly smiled, "The boss's guess was indeed correct. Hmm, high-end German bulletproof armor converted into sedans! Truly Rome's First Family, their methods are grand!" He casually took out a pager and pressed a button, "Rocket launchers, pay attention, target the three sports cars ahead! Leave no survivors!"

The first three cars were German-modified bulletproof armor! But under the bombardment of the Flying Eagle-V14 super rocket launchers, they couldn't escape the fate of explosion! Thus, three small mushroom clouds slowly rose...

"Ah ha! My dear Ant! I have some unfortunate news for you. Hmm, please don't be sad... Hmm, your brother met with misfortune just a few minutes ago. A group of refugees robbed his convoy, and he was beaten to death. Oh! My dear Ant, please don't be sad, my condolences... By the way, please transfer the reward to my account." Yi Chen cheerfully hung up the phone. "Why do I get so excited when the number in my account increases?"

"Heh heh, I get excited when I see beautiful women too! Haha!" YD Chuan said with a lecherous grin, puffing on a marijuana joint.

Dragon Sis fiddled with a Desert Eagle V*, remaining silent.

Xi Xi wrapped her arms tightly around Yi Chen's neck, clinging to him. Yi Chen patted her butt and kissed her forehead. "Oh, baby, I'm busy today. I'll pamper you tomorrow..." Before he could finish, Xi Xi silenced him with a kiss. They were entangled for an unknown amount of time.

Passerby walked in, holding a document. "Oh, my dear boss, can you stop now?" Yi Chen finally separated from Xi Xi. Xi Xi glared at Passerby angrily. Passerby shrugged, rolled his eyes, and said to Yi Chen, "Boss, a mercenary group of espers wants to join 'them.' Here is the information on that mercenary group."

Passerby handed the document to Yi Chen. Yi Chen took it and sat down on the sofa, casually pulling out a cigar and putting it in his mouth. He mumbled, "Hmm? Espers? Mercenary group? Want to join 'them'? Oh, dear God! This is good news! Isn't it?" Then, Yi Chen's expression became increasingly surprised. "Chrysanthemum Picking Venerable, Mad Daoist, Crazy Thief, Most Awesome Killer, Everyday Venerable, Exploding Ass True Man... What are these? Oh, my God! Damn it, God! Praise Satan! It seems I'll have to accept a group of scoundrels as subordinates..."

"Oh! Praise women! I like scoundrels!" YD Chuan said with a lecherous grin.

Chinatown. Yi Chen had the honor of meeting some members of the elite mercenary group, the 'Supernatural Squad,' renowned as the best in the world today.

Their eccentric and bizarre attire was the absolute characteristic of this mercenary group! Their hairstyles had a distinctly neo-human feel, with colorful hues and strange shapes – long, flat, some even resembling Buddha's hair! They were truly symbols of the new generation. Indeed, it was difficult for ordinary people to associate these individuals with powerful espers.

Yi Chen looked at this group of young people in strange clothes with a headache. "You are the 'Supernatural Squad'?"

"That's right!" A young man with hair dyed dirty yellow, with piercings everywhere except his eyelids, and whose entire body of denim seemed not to have been washed in over half a year, swayed and replied. He shamelessly shouted, "We are the representatives of the new generation! The glorious model of humanity! The paragon of social citizens! The elite of espers! Ah-ha! From now on, we are also members of 'them,' but you, as our boss, must provide us with sufficient compensation if you want us to serve you wholeheartedly."

"So, what kind of compensation do you require?" Yi Chen snapped his fingers elegantly.

"First, money, lots of money! Second, marijuana, heroin... any drugs will do. Third, alcohol, lots of fine wine. With these, nothing is a problem! You want us to kill? Easy! You want us to set fires? A piece of cake! Heh heh..." The others also chuckled lecherously...

One of them, who looked even more lecherous than YD Chuan, shouted, "Oh! Praise Satan! My dear new boss! It would be even better if you could provide us with many beautiful women, haha... And of course, some strong men! Our dear Little Lonely brother is only interested in men..."

"Oh, damn God! Damn it! You are a bunch of thoroughgoing villains! Ruffians! Marijuana? As much as you want! Fine wine? Absolutely no problem! Money? Ah ha! Of course, as my subordinates, do you think you're still so proud of having money? Women? With money, will women be scarce? But," Yi Chen put his index finger to his lips and gently wagged it, "What I want is obedience! Absolute obedience!"

"Oh! Praise God's mother! Boss, they are quite to my taste, hmph... hmph." YD Chuan, at the opportune moment, slowly pulled a jet-black marijuana joint from his crotch, lit it casually, and began to puff on it. Immediately, over a dozen pairs of eyes, like those of lecherous ghosts who hadn't seen a woman in three years, simultaneously looked at YD Chuan with the hunger of seeing a beautiful maiden. More than a dozen people swallowed simultaneously, and a few even blurred into afterimages as they lunged towards YD Chuan...

YD Chuan, held tightly by several ruffians, mumbled incoherently, "Oh! Brothers, you must believe our boss. He is London's... most powerful, most despicable, vulgar, and shameless gang leader. He can handle this kind of thing..."

The blond guy raised his right hand, palm facing upwards, with a look of righteous indignation, and said quickly, "Then, my dearest boss, I now swear in the name of my sect's founder, I, Ye Liunian, the sixteenth generation disciple of the Exploding Ass Sect, swear allegiance to the boss. If I break this oath, my chrysanthemum will be no more! Everyone will be exploded!!"

"I accept your loyalty." Yi Chen lit a cigar and gently blew out a smoke ring, his eyes slanted towards the others. "So, what about you?"

A group of scoundrels took their solemn oaths in this grand manner and successfully joined 'them,' becoming Yi Chen's loyal subordinates. They merely swore by the names of their masters, uncles, grand-uncles, and grand-masters, that if they violated it, their elders would be struck by lightning and suffer terrible retribution! But what did this have to do with them?

"Then, introduce yourselves," Yi Chen wanted to know and control every one of his subordinates completely.

"I, Ye Liunian, the sixteenth generation eldest disciple of the Exploding Ass Sect, with the Daoist name Chrysanthemum Picking Venerable, am their leader!" Ye Liunian, with his blazing yellow hair, said proudly. He casually pulled out a three-foot-long cone-shaped metal object from somewhere. A dazzling dark gold light flashed, and an extremely powerful energy aura emanated from it. "This is the magic treasure my master gave me, the 'Chaos Chrysanthemum Thorn'!"

Yi Chen felt the powerful energy contained within and nodded with a smile.

A young man with green hair all over his head and several holes in his face walked up to Yi Chen, swaying. "I am Fengzi Gou Rou, Liu Nian's junior brother, with the Daoist name Mad Daoist." A green light flashed, and Fengzi produced a mountain-like object. "My weapon, Brokeback Mountain." With a charge, Fengzi Gou Rou's right fist, carrying a strong black energy, whistled and struck the black fir square table in the hall. With a series of loud cracks, the large square table turned to dust in the wisps of black energy!!

Yi Chen sat with his legs crossed, a top-grade cigar as thick as a carrot in his mouth, his face beaming with smiles, occasionally blowing out smoke rings. "Hmm, very good!"

The guy whose appearance was even more lecherous than YD Chuan jumped out. To say he was lecherous was an understatement; he was withered. Hmm, withered! Shifty eyes were the most accurate description of this guy!! The man's entire body was as small as a shriveled old man over seventy years old, but the glint in his eyes from time to time proved that this person was not simple. He chuckled lecherously and said, "My dearest boss, I am Feng Zi, the Account Hacking Crazy Daoist." Recommendations poured into the hall like a celestial maiden scattering flowers. "This is my weapon..."

Before Feng Zi could finish, another rough-looking man punched him flying. A pig-like howl pierced the quiet night! The big man gestured with his fist, and Feng Zi, knowing his place, rolled his eyes and didn't dare to say anything more. The big man roared with laughter, "Gaga, oh! Praise all demons! Don't talk to that scoundrel! He himself is a fox demon! A monster that has cultivated for a thousand years! My new boss! My name is Niu Bi! Remember! The 'Niu' from bull, the 'Bi' from bi bi! I am an assassin! I have never failed a commission!"

With a sudden charge, his fist, as big as a washbasin, whistled towards Yi Chen, who was smoking a cigar on the sofa, carrying a strong airflow! Yi Chen smiled slightly, and a few specks of silver light shot from his right hand, hitting Niu Bi's fist extremely gently but extremely quickly. With a loud "bang," their hands collided. Yi Chen remained unscathed, while Niu Bi was sent flying as if hit by a speeding train, crashing heavily onto the floor. A section of the floor immediately caved in by three inches!

Panting heavily, Niu Bi felt as if his tiger's mouth was about to split from the intense pain! Niu Bi jumped up abruptly and gave Yi Chen a thumbs-up. "You're strong! The person who becomes my boss must be stronger than me! You've done it! I'll be your subordinate! But I have a condition! I want people! No matter if they're white, black, or yellow! No matter if they're men or women! I want them all!"

Yi Chen narrowed his eyes. "Hmm, alright, I'll satisfy you!"

A young man with long silver hair, who looked somewhat decent, walked out. However, that decency was immediately betrayed by the extremely vulgar and fawning smile he revealed, his face full of shameless lecherousness. "Oh, my dear boss, I am Everyday Venerable! A Daoist who has cultivated for a thousand years! Of course, I cultivate the...!" An object that looked like both a spear and a staff was taken out by him. "Limitless Staff Ass-Breaking Spear, my weapon." With a casual wave, another square table in the hall vanished into nothingness!

He bowed elegantly, with the demeanor of a medieval nobleman, and said elegantly, "There are still many men and women in the world that I need to conquer."

A strange youth, with not a single piece of intact clothing on his body and over thirty silver rings on his face, walked out, stretched, and yawned. He lazily said, "Ah... hmm, Daoist name Exploding Ass True Man, ah... I don't ask for anything else, just give me money. As for my skills, you'll find out when the time comes." After speaking, the youth lazily lay down on the floor and fell asleep!

Yi Chen shook his head with a wry smile.

The young man's hair was so messy it looked like it hadn't been washed in at least five years, covered in colorful, unknown stains. The clothes on his body were also unrecognizable in their original color, with patches of various colors highlighting his personality. Even his face looked pitch black, as if he had just arrived from Africa! He held a tattered spring palace fan, constantly shaking it with self-proclaimed flair. The young man swayed his body, a blackened, inferior cigarette in his mouth, and mumbled, "I am the one in a million, the suave, elegant Wanderer Young Master. Daoist name You Lātà."

With a casual wave of the spring palace fan, a dazzling green light flashed! The wall, made of high-purity alloy, showed a large hole as if corroded by a super strong corrosive acid! Youzi retreated with a face like a blooming flower. The black wrinkles on his face made one feel like vomiting!

"Scram!" A crisp and pleasant sharp cry rang out. YD Chuan let out a miserable howl as he was sent flying over three meters away. A purple afterimage flashed, and a woman in purple tight-fitting clothes, exuding a cold aura, with a face as smooth as porcelain, and waist-length black hair, arrived in front of Yi Chen. A cold, emotionless voice came from her mouth, "Ai Chen, sixteen years old, esper, assassin." After speaking, she retreated silently. Her expression was like that of a puppet, without the slightest expression, sitting there like a statue!

Yi Chen smiled, "Interesting girl!"

YD Chuan lay there, casually pulling a marijuana joint from his crotch. He muttered, "Oh! Boss, I suddenly realize I'm still quite pure. Look at these people! Damn it! A bunch of scoundrels! Pure scoundrels! In front of them, I, YD Chuan, am as pure as a kindergarten virgin! Oh! Praise God! Send down lightning to strike these damned guys!"

Ignoring YD Chuan, Yi Chen smiled, "Continue."

"Ugh... their new member, we're done! Everyone pack up!" A boy with an incredibly handsome face and waist-length, dark blue hair, carrying a camera, shouted towards Yi Chen and the others.

"What? Objection!" Several voices shouted at once! "No, our extras haven't even appeared yet! No! We have to continue! Little Chenzi, continue!"

"Everything must follow the director's orders! You scoundrels!" the handsome boy retorted, "Who's paying for the expenses? It's all money!"

Yi Chen exhaled a smoke ring gently. "Let's continue filming. Their extras haven't even come out yet. I'll pay for it."

Little Chenzi's eyes lit up when he heard about the money, and he quickly resumed filming. All the extras simultaneously gave him the middle finger! Of course, he wasn't about to be outdone, and he flipped his middle fingers back at them! ...

A man with a face full of smiles, a smile hiding a knife, a fake smile, a lecherous smile, a sinister smile... a man whose smile's meaning was constantly changing, walked out. The man's almost neurotic face was always beaming, yet it made people feel incredibly uncomfortable. In his hand, he held something pitch black, resembling a knife but also a dagger, and it was unclear what it truly was. He said with a tragic smile, "This humble Taoist's secular name is Gu Du Xiao, and my Taoist name is Smiling Daoist. This humble Taoist is not blinded by the mundane world and is only interested in men... Actually," he secretly transmitted to Yi Chen, "I've always liked my senior brother."

"Oh?" Yi Chen asked, transmitting back without changing his expression.

"It's Liu Nian. We're from the same sect." The pitch-black, broken saber spun, emitting dense black energy, and another large hole appeared in the floor!

Just then, a man in a long robe, exuding an extremely eerie aura, said leisurely, "I am Gu Dan." Pulling out a massive club from who knows where, he swung it forcefully. A powerful surge of energy erupted! The high-purity alloy metal walls to the west were completely shattered! Countless metal fragments scattered across the ground, yet Yi Chen remained spotless.

Then, something happened that Yi Chen couldn't accept!

A guy, completely blackened and lying stiffly on the ground! Not moving at all! According to Ye Liunian's introduction, this guy had no name, but his skills were extremely high. He would feign death in the enemy's ranks and then launch a surprise attack, with a success rate of over ninety percent!

However, that guy just lay there motionless! Yi Chen simply ignored him!

A burly man with a simple, honest smile walked towards Yi Chen, chuckling. Yi Chen asked him a few questions, but he remained silent. Liu Nian introduced him, "Ignore him! He's mentally challenged! Just an idiot who only follows orders! His loyalty is extremely high, and his strength is also immense! Silly Child, smash that wall!" Liu Nian pointed to the east wall. Silly Child walked up to the wall and gave it a gentle push, and the entire wall immediately turned to ash! This showed his formidable strength!

"Our people haven't all gathered yet. The others didn't dare to come. Boss, are there any missions? Killing? Arson? We can do it all! As long as you pay us, hehe..." Liu Nian looked at Yi Chen with a lecherous grin.

Yi Chen kicked him flying with a swift leg. He said coldly, "Now, change out of these messy clothes! There's a mission in two hours!" With that, a silver light flashed, and Yi Chen had already disappeared. (To be continued)