"Oh, is that so?" Sun Hang glanced at him and said dismissively.
"You really don't know how things work, kid..." The passerby lowered his voice. "Old Chen has connections in the Public Security Bureau... You get what I'm saying now?"
"Oh... Then it sounds like the Public Security Bureau in Ya Bei District is due for a cleanup."
Under the passerby's astonished gaze, Sun Hang strode forward, effortlessly pulled apart the people restraining the burly man, then grabbed the man who was about to lunge at Old Chen. "What's going on here? Can someone tell me?"
"Y-you... who are you?" Old Chen narrowed his eyes. He could tell this young punk was quite strong, probably trained in martial arts—but no matter how well he could fight, he was only one person, while Old Chen had more than a dozen people on his side... As the saying went, two fists couldn't beat four hands, let alone more than a dozen batons and the stun gun hidden in the trunk of an electric scooter.
"Me?" Sun Hang looked Old Chen up and down. He could see the man's malice gathering into a shadow as tall as two people, gradually shrouding him. "I'm just an ordinary hunter passing by."
"I don't care what kind of... Wh-what? A hunter?" Old Chen only caught on halfway through his sentence. "Y-you mean what kind of hunter?"
"I think I just heard you mention 'anomalies'... Right?" Sun Hang gave him a faintly amused smile.
"He... h-he-he-he... He was talking nonsense!" Old Chen immediately panicked, pointing at the burly man.
"Is that so?" Sun Hang turned to look at the man.
"I-I'm not sure either..." The burly man's momentum instantly deflated after hearing Sun Hang call himself a hunter. "I just feel like... my wife's been acting strange