101: You should call him "Dad" now!

South of the city, inside an abandoned warehouse.

The lights were dim, rusty steel frames cast twisted shadows, and the air was filled with the smell of machine oil.

Wan Qingshan sat on a shabby boss chair, playing with a pitch-black dagger in his hand, the blade glinting coldly in the dim light.

His fleshy face twisted into a ferocious grin.

"That explosion at the cafeteria..."

"To think they all managed to dodge it, they really have nine lives."

He spat on the ground and scanned his surroundings.

Inside the warehouse, besides him, there were over twenty people.

These people all had fierce eyes and tough auras, most bearing scars. Some held machetes, others had handguns tucked away, and some had bulges at their waists, hiding even more dangerous items.

They were the true backbone of the Azure Dragon Society, desperate outlaws who had crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood alongside Zhao Tiangang and Wan Qingshan, and they were the die-hard loyalists who had luckily slipped through the net during the Provincial Department's thunderous sweep!

"But it doesn't matter..."

Wan Qingshan stabbed the dagger into the wooden table in front of him.

"The good show has only just begun."

"Execute the next step of the plan."

"Send the 'gifts' we prepared to those people one by one."

"Yi Yue's little restaurant, that slut Jin Meiting's Heavenly Palace, and Ye Chen's old home... that little courtyard where his parents live."

"I want to play a game of cat and mouse with him."

"Let him guess, let him panic, let him watch helplessly as the people he cares about, one by one..."

He paused, a hateful pleasure erupting in his eyes.

"Boom! Blown to the sky!"

The subordinates around him revealed cruel smiles upon hearing this.

A bald man with a scar on his face replied viciously: "Don't worry, Vice President! The bombs are custom-made, with both remote and timer dual-safeties. We guarantee they'll be delivered cleanly and blown up neatly!"

"That's right! Let that brat know what the consequences are for offending our Azure Dragon Society!"

"After this job, we'll take the money and fly far away, living carefree lives!"

"Avenge the President and the others!"

The crowd was indignant, their murderous aura rising.

Wan Qingshan nodded with satisfaction, then as if remembering something, he furrowed his brows and asked another question: "The place where the President and the others... are being held, have you figured it out?"

A gloomy-looking Middle-aged Man next to him pushed up his glasses and said in a low voice.

"Reporting to the Vice President, the general location has been locked down. It's a secret detention point under the Provincial Department, but the defense is very tight..."

"We need more time to confirm the specific location and shift change times."

A cold light flashed in Wan Qingshan's eyes.

"Hurry!"

"Once we take care of that bastard Ye Chen and stir things up, we'll use the lives of his lovers to negotiate with that old thing Zhou Weiguo!"

"Force him to release them! Get the President and our brothers out!"

"Otherwise..."

The muscles on his face twitched, and he squeezed out chilling words through his teeth.

"We'll go all the way!"

"Kidnap his whole family! Send them down together to serve as back-up for the President and our fallen brothers!"

For these desperate madmen who had long since risked their lives and licked blood off the edge of blades for half their lives, once pushed to the brink, what reverence was left?

Care about your former high status, care about your widespread disciples and old acquaintances!

If you block the path, harm the brothers, and destroy the foundation...

Then you are an irreconcilable enemy!

The atmosphere in the warehouse suddenly became ferocious.

Everyone's eyes flashed with a desperate, murderous glare.

However—

At this very moment when the killing intent was boiling!

Outside the heavy, rusty rolling shutter door of the warehouse, a calm voice suddenly rang out.

"I'm afraid..."

"You're going to be disappointed."

The voice was not loud.

But it was like a basin of ice water poured directly onto a raging bonfire!

Inside the warehouse, there was instant silence.

All the grins, all the harsh words, all the restless killing intent, all solidified on their faces.

The flesh on Wan Qingshan's face twitched violently, and he stood up from the chair abruptly, shocking brilliance erupting from his eyes as he stared fixedly at the warehouse gate!

His subordinates reacted even faster, each drawing their blades and cocking their guns, aiming in unison at the direction the voice came from!

Footsteps sounded outside the rolling shutter door.

Steady and powerful, unhurried.

Then—

"Boom!!!"

A deafening roar!

The rusty iron rolling shutter door seemed to be rammed head-on by an invisible prehistoric beast, bursting inward from the center, twisting and flying away!

Dust filled the air, broken iron flying everywhere!

A tall, upright figure walked in step by step, treading through the sky-filling smoke and debris.

Ye Chen!

In his right hand, he was dragging the assassin whose right leg was twisted in a bizarre way and whose face was ashen.

As if dragging a bag of trash.

He ignored the blades and guns around him, his eyes fixed on Wan Qingshan.

Very calm.

But cold enough to make the people around him feel a chill in their hearts.

"Vice President Wan..."

Ye Chen casually threw the half-dead assassin at his feet.

"Your cat and mouse game..."

"I came early."

"Surprised?"

"Unexpected?"

Wan Qingshan's face sank, his pupils shrinking sharply.

"How... how could you possibly find this place?!"

Ye Chen glanced at the assassin on the ground who only had half a breath left and explained indifferently.

"I told you, I could find you."

"Now..."

He raised his eyes, looking at Wan Qingshan, a cold arc curling at the corner of his mouth.

"You should call me Daddy now."

"Daddy your mother!!!"

The flesh on Wan Qingshan's face twitched violently, his eyes instantly crawling with shocking bloodshot veins.

He waved his hand violently, roaring hysterically.

"Go! All of you, go! Chop this little bastard up! Tear him to pieces!!!"

Inside the warehouse, the twenty-plus outlaws who had long been poised for action exploded like ignition-ready powder kegs!

"Kill—!!!"

Amidst angry shouts, blades flashed and gun muzzles were raised!

Looking at this scene.

Ye Chen was not panicked at all; instead, he stomped one foot down, as if the earth dragon were turning over!

With the sole of his foot as the center, a visible shockwave exploded like water ripples, sweeping across the entire warehouse!

"Bang bang bang bang—!"

The twenty-plus outlaws were hit as if by an invisible giant hammer, flying backward along with their weapons, crashing heavily into the surrounding shelves, walls, and concrete pillars!

Screams!

Groans!

Sounds of bones breaking!

All mixed together.

Several of those holding guns were horrified to find that the weapons in their hands were either shaken out of their grips or the barrels were bizarrely bent and deformed, completely becoming scrap iron!

No...

How did they bend?

That guy didn't even touch them at all...

Wan Qingshan's pupils shrank to pinpoints, and he subconsciously took half a step back, his spine hitting the cold steel frame.

He had spent half his life licking blood off blades, he had seen people who could fight, but shaking away twenty armed outlaws with one kick...

Is this guy still human?!

So.

The video of Ye Chen that was popular on the internet not long ago, it wasn't special effects, it was real???

He had originally thought...

It was a special effects video made to intimidate them and force them to come out and surrender!

Ye Chen ignored the fear around him and walked towards him step by step.

"Vice President Wan."

"I generally don't like to cause trouble."

"But you threatened the people around me, my family, so I have no choice but to..."

"Resist a little."

Wan Qingshan's Adam's apple rolled, his face ashen.

He finally realized—

This brat was not someone their level could deal with!

Too strong!

Too fierce!

Too brutal!

He gritted his teeth violently, a ruthless look flashing in his eyes, his right hand quickly reaching towards his waist.

There, hidden was his last trump card—

A high-explosive grenade!

Even if they die together, he couldn't fall into this brat's hands!

However, just as his fingers touched the cold shell of the grenade—

"Swish!"

A piercing sound rang out!

A rusty iron nail, like one shot from a powerful crossbow, hit his wrist with extreme precision!

"Ah!"

Wan Qingshan cried out in pain, his entire right arm instantly paralyzed, and the grenade fell to the ground.

Before he could react, Ye Chen had already stuck to his front like a ghost, his left hand hooking Wan Qingshan's intact left wrist and folding it upward!

"Crack!"

The left arm also hung down limply.

Immediately after, Ye Chen gently tapped his right foot at the crook of Wan Qingshan's knee.

Wan Qingshan's whole body instantly lost control, both knees hitting the ground, kneeling in front of Ye Chen.

From the moment Ye Chen entered the door to Wan Qingshan kneeling, it was only a short dozen seconds.

The remaining members of the Azure Dragon Society who could still stay conscious in the warehouse were all pale and bloodless.

They could only watch helplessly as the fierce and violent Vice President in their minds was now kneeling in front of the enemy like a dead dog, even his last struggle becoming a joke.

Despair, like a cold tide, drowned everyone.

Ye Chen looked down from above, overlooking Wan Qingshan.

"Talk."

"What other hidden tails does the Azure Dragon Society have?"

"And who is the person behind Zhao Yi?"