Yang Chen Makes His Move

Unfortunately, Red Hair had just hit a wall with the old man standing right in front of him!

Normally, as long as Red Hair revealed that he was an ability user, ordinary people would show him some respect. But the old man before him seemed to have someone backing him and simply couldn't care less about Red Hair.

That made Red Hair uncomfortable.

He was an ability user, someone who stood above all ordinary people!

Sure, he was only E-Class, but even that put him on par with the best of the best among special forces soldiers.

And that was how powerful even the lowest-ranked ability users were!

Red Hair's pride took a hit.

He'd only just become an outer member of Number 98 today. He'd planned to show off a little and make some extra cash, but who could've guessed that this old geezer would flat-out refuse to show him any respect!

"You're asking to die, aren't you?"

Red Hair flew into a rage and raised his fist. A flash of red light flickered across it, matching the color of his hair.

The air around his fist seemed to grow a few degrees hotter. Then he swung at the old man.

He moved incredibly fast. An ordinary person would have trouble tracking him even with their eyes.

But the next moment, Red Hair's expression changed. He didn't feel his fist strike the old man's face. Instead, something like an iron clamp had seized his hand.

Then he saw a young man in ragged clothes gripping his fist. The youth's eyes were cold, and he stared at Red Hair like a vicious wolf.

A chill rose in Red Hair's heart.

Red Hair's reflection in the young man's dark eyes seemed trapped in an abyss, as if he were about to be swallowed whole.

Goosebumps covered Red Hair's body. He swallowed and, forcing himself to stay calm, looked at Yang Chen and stammered.

"Y-you who are you? I'm telling you, I-I'm with Number 98!"

"So Number 98 lets troublemakers like you run around?"

Yang Chen held Red Hair's arm with ease. Though he could feel Red Hair struggling desperately, to him it was no more than a child squirming. He could restrain Red Hair without the slightest effort.

Yang Chen was now fairly certain that the Grandmaster listed in the system corresponded to the Grandmaster realm on Earth.

Even if it didn't, the difference couldn't be great!

Red Hair might only be an E-Class ability user, but flames had appeared around his fist. That showed he was a rare elemental ability user.

Even at E-Class, an ability user like that could unleash enough power to reach D-Class, at least briefly.

Yet Yang Chen had handled him with ease. That meant Yang Chen's strength had to be above D-Class!

And he still had plenty of strength to spare!

Yang Chen had even felt that restraining Red Hair was as effortless as breathing.

Yang Chen's hand shifted slightly. A sharp crack rang out, followed by a howl like a pig being slaughtered.

"Ahhh!"

Red Hair screamed and bent over.

Yang Chen let go of the arm he'd been restraining, leaving it to hang limply at Red Hair's side.

Cold sweat covered Red Hair's forehead, and his face had gone pale. The hand he'd used to attack was twisted beyond recognition. Yang Chen had clearly crushed the bones to powder!

"Get out. I don't want to see you again. If I catch sight of you, I'll beat you again!"

Yang Chen didn't mince words.

Having spent a lot of time in the city's underworld, Yang Chen knew exactly what people like this feared most: they picked on the weak and feared the strong.

The only way to teach them a lesson was to hit them hard right from the start!

Fearful, Red Hair scrambled to his feet. The moment he reached the doorway, he shot Yang Chen a vicious glare.

"Just you wait!"

Yang Chen heard him, but didn't take the threat seriously. Hancheng was a small place. Though powerful ability users were stationed there, there couldn't be more than a handful of A-Class users.

A-Class ability users were strong, but Yang Chen wasn't afraid of them in the slightest. And would someone like Red Hair really be able to call on an A-Class powerhouse to fight for him?

Besides, even if he could, Yang Chen wouldn't mind teaching the A-Class powerhouse stationed in Hancheng a lesson.

Number 98 was an ability-user organization in Huaxia. It had not only failed to protect the people in the city but also allowed its subordinates to behave like this. What was the point of having such an organization?

"Grandpa Liu, are you all right?"

Yang Chen turned to the old man and asked softly.

A glimmer flickered in the old man's eyes. Then he gave a faint smile.

"What could happen to an old man like me? But you, young man, are probably in for a lot of trouble. Number 98 is extremely protective of its own."

A rare smile appeared on Yang Chen's face.

"Let them come. I'll deal with them. I just hope they don't drag you into this, Grandpa Liu."

Yang Chen spoke with complete confidence, and that confidence came from his strength!

The old man sighed softly. "My little noodle shop isn't the problem. You are! Since you managed to beat Red Hair, you must have become an ability user too. In Huaxia, any ability user who hasn't been taken in by Number 98 or joined it is treated as an outsider. It won't be long before Number 98 comes after you. You'd better get out of here quickly!"

Yang Chen's eyes shifted slightly. Number 98 was going to come after him? That was exactly what he wanted.

Yang Chen had been wondering how to get in touch with Number 98's higher-ups. He had ambitions, after all, and didn't want to climb the ladder one step at a time. Since he already had such formidable strength, why not take a position that matched it?

Wouldn't that be better?

Now that Number 98 was going to come after him, he'd probably get a chance to meet its higher-ups in the process. That was exactly what Yang Chen wanted!

"Then let them come. I'll deal with them. Sorry for the trouble today, Grandpa Liu. I'll repay your kindness one day!"

Yang Chen bowed slightly to the old man, then turned and walked back to his small room without looking back.

The old man remained by the stove, watching the direction Yang Chen had gone. A thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.

The old man's lips moved slightly. "Could that aura from yesterday have come from this kid? What a kid. Even I can't see through you anymore!"

Then the old man smiled, tidied the table Red Hair had knocked into disarray, and closed up after he was done.

He wasn't opening for business today!

To be continued!