Strange Young Man

"Your noodles!"

The owners were a Subspecies couple. Naturally, they had seen what was happening at the other table, but they could only pretend not to notice.

Who would meddle in something like this? Maybe those two women were doing it on purpose.

The noodles smelled delicious. Fu Junlin wolfed them down; after a whole day of exertion, he had long been starving.

But after only two bites, muffled struggling and the sound of a table being knocked around came from the other table.

One of the thin, middle-aged Superior Human men was viciously grabbing a woman's long hair and forcing her head toward his thigh.

But perhaps because they were out on the street, the woman resisted with all her might.

The man immediately cursed coldly:

"What the fuck are you pretending for? Hurry up! Now!"

The woman kept shaking her head and begging for mercy. She did not look as though she had known this man for long. Seeing how beastly he was, she tried to struggle free and escape.

Unfortunately, how could she possibly be a match for this middle-aged man? He was probably a Mecha Master, with a Mecha Belt fastened around his waist.

Her hair was clenched tightly in his hand, leaving her unable to move.

The other woman tried to stand and stop him, but another fat man grabbed hold of her. The two men revealed their wolfish natures, their eyes vicious.

The thin middle-aged man fiercely clamped his hand around the long-haired woman's neck, his fingers slowly tightening.

He asked, word by word:

"Dirty Subspecies bitch, I'll give you one last chance. Serve me properly, and if you dare resist again, I'll choke you to death! Do you understand??"

As he spoke, his knuckles turned white from the force.

The long-haired woman's neck was tightly gripped. Unable to breathe, her face reddened, her eyes bulged wide, and she kept rolling her eyes from suffocation.

She could only weakly pat the thin middle-aged man's arm with her hand.

Only then did the thin middle-aged man abruptly let go.

The long-haired woman immediately began coughing violently, sliding off the stool and falling to her knees as she gasped for air.

The middle-aged man suddenly grabbed her hair again.

Fu Junlin still kept his head lowered as he ate his noodles, but Big Black was already arguing with him in his mind.

"You can just stand by and watch this? Aren't you a Subspecies too?"

"Don't meddle in other people's business!"

Fu Junlin replied coldly.

"You can be cowardly. I understand that. But you can't be weak."

Big Black said with rare seriousness and displeasure.

"I don't need you teaching me how to live!"

Fu Junlin said irritably.

"I understand that you had no fighting ability before. You didn't dare meddle, and you had a younger brother and a mother—you didn't dare bring trouble upon them.

But now, you only need to lend me your body. You don't need to worry about anything else!"

Big Black roared.

"And then what? Even if you can beat them, so what? There are laws here! Do you know the price I'll pay for beating up two Superior Humans?

Do you know how they'll retaliate against me?"

Fu Junlin also shouted angrily at Big Black.

But the two of them could no longer come to an agreement. Big Black began forcibly taking control of Fu Junlin's body. After spending so much time helping Fu Junlin control his muscles from within, he had become increasingly adept at it.

Fu Junlin could only resist with all his strength while continuing to argue with Big Black in his mind.

As they argued, he subconsciously began speaking his argument with Big Black out loud.

Just as the thin middle-aged man was about to enjoy himself, a sharp crack suddenly made him jolt. The desire that had just risen in him was instantly doused as though by a basin of cold water.

Bang!~

It was followed by the sound of a plate bouncing up and crashing against the tabletop.

The two Superior Humans looked toward the source of the sound at the same time.

They saw a Subspecies who looked like a college student sitting at the table opposite them.

His mouth kept muttering, while his right arm seemed somewhat beyond his control as it pounded the table.

With every blow, the chopstick holder, plate, and chili jar on his table all jumped up together before crashing heavily back down, producing a piercing racket.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!!