263: Lie down inside yourself!

A threat! A naked threat!

In broad daylight, on a bustling street, "visiting" with a pitch-black coffin... There was no suspense; this was a declaration of war!

The air around them seemed to freeze, and all the onlookers held their breath.

The faces of the Shuyue Group employees were filled with unease... They couldn't be at ease at all!

The main thing was that Shuyue Group had already encountered strange incidents more than once.

The last time, a bomb blew up the cafeteria!

The time before that, the head of the lingerie design team betrayed Shuyue Group!

In short... things involving Ye Chen never seemed to end well?

Bing Lan's delicate brows furrowed deeply, and a hint of coldness flashed in her clear, cold eyes.

Li Qin even wanted to point at the handlebar-mustached man and start cursing...

However, Ye Chen suddenly laughed.

Instead of getting angry, he examined the coffin with great interest and nodded.

"Your Prison Master..."

"Certainly knows how to choose a bed for himself."

The handlebar-mustached man's expression turned cold, and a fierce light flickered in his eyes.

"Arrogant!"

"Ye Chen, you have no idea how powerful the Prison Master of Black Prison is!"

"You also don't know what kind of power Black Prison will unleash under a secret order!"

"After tomorrow night, this coffin..."

"Will definitely be filled with your shredded corpse!"

Hearing this, Ye Chen's smile grew even brighter.

"Is that so?"

"But I think you also don't know how powerful I am."

"So..."

Ye Chen raised his hand and pointed at the coffin. "Please lie in it yourself first; don't make me do it and shove you in."

The handlebar-mustached man: "???"

The sinister look on his face instantly froze, then turned into astonishment, as if he didn't understand what Ye Chen was saying.

Lie in it himself?

What the hell kind of logic was this?

Even Scarface, who was next to him, was stunned and instinctively picked his ear.

The surrounding crowd was in an uproar!

"Damn! This guy is too hardcore!"

"Holy crap! This guy is awesome! He actually told the guy to lie in the coffin himself? This counter-attack is brilliant!"

"Black Prison sounds mysterious and scary, yet he dares to talk back like that?"

"Awesome! This mental fortitude, this sharp tongue... you have to admire it!"

Listening to the surrounding discussion, the handlebar-mustached man finally came to his senses, his face filled with anger and murderous intent.

"Ye Chen, you are simply courting death!!!"

Murderous intent flashed in his eyes, his figure suddenly flickered, and he lunged straight at Ye Chen like a ghost!

Before he even arrived, a cold aura swept over; it was actually the cultivation of a Peak Earth Realm expert!

He formed his five fingers into a claw and struck directly at Ye Chen's throat!

This claw... fast! Ruthless! Vicious! He vowed to crush Ye Chen's throat bone!

However, Ye Chen yawned, then raised his right hand, steadily pinching the opponent's hand between two fingers.

"What???"

The handlebar-mustached man's pupils constricted, and his expression changed completely.

He was a Peak Earth Realm existence, yet... he was blocked by a young man using only two fingers???

His worldview seemed to have shattered a bit!

However, before he could react, Ye Chen smiled at him and twisted his fingers.

"Snap!"

The handlebar-mustached man's face revealed pain and horror.

Because... the opponent actually used two fingers to directly twist his palm off!

He felt as if his wrist had been crushed by a ten-thousand-ton hydraulic press, his bones shattering inch by inch, the pain piercing his heart!

But it wasn't over yet! Ye Chen's fingers pressed downwards, and a force he couldn't resist surged through!

"Thump!"

The handlebar-mustached man's legs went soft, and he was forcibly pressed to his knees by this power, his knees smashing two shallow pits into the asphalt road!

He wanted to struggle!

He wanted to roar!

But he found that his entire body's internal energy was locked, and he couldn't even move his fingers!

As a result, he could only widen his eyes, looking at Ye Chen in horror. Ye Chen's gaze met his.

"I said, lie in it yourself, it saves trouble."

"Since you didn't listen..."

He let go of the handlebar-mustached man's wrist, then grabbed him by the back of his neck, lifting him up like a chicken.

Then, under the stunned gaze of everyone, Ye Chen swung his arm and threw the handlebar-mustached man toward the black coffin!

"No!!!"

The handlebar-mustached man only had time to let out a short scream.

The next moment, "Bang!!!" His body smashed through the coffin lid and crashed into the inside of the coffin.

The coffin shook violently, and then spiderweb-like cracks covered the entire coffin body.

A breeze blew. The coffin shattered into countless pieces. The handlebar-mustached man lay in the coffin, his whole body in excruciating pain, not knowing how many bones were broken. He wanted to get up but didn't even have the strength to turn over, only able to emit painful groans.

Silence! A deathly silence! Everyone was dumbfounded.

The one who delivered the coffin was thrown directly into the coffin... This scene was too impactful, too absurd, and too satisfying!

Scarface's hair stood on end, and the look he gave Ye Chen was like looking at a monster!

He knew the handlebar-mustached man's strength. Peak Earth Realm! He was one of the strongest people in Black Prison!

Yet he was discarded by the opponent like trash? What exactly was Ye Chen's cultivation?

He suddenly realized that now was not the time to be shocked; save his companion! Escape!

Scarface let out a sharp shout, but instead of attacking Ye Chen, he backhanded three diamond-shaped darts at Ye Chen.

At the same time, he kicked his feet, his figure retreating violently, ready to dash toward the van! He wanted to force Ye Chen back and create an opportunity to escape!

But facing the three whistling darts, Ye Chen just waved his hand, and the darts eerily shot back...

"Pfft, pfft, pfft!"

Scarface didn't even have time to react before the three darts embedded into his shoulders and thigh!

"Ah!"

He let out a miserable howl and fell to the ground, a paralyzing and burning pain instantly radiating from his wounds...

That's right. The darts were poisoned, and they took effect as soon as they entered the flesh!

He panicked and was just about to look for an antidote on his body, but... Ye Chen had already arrived behind him and kicked him out.

The next second, Scarface performed a "wild goose landing" maneuver, flying up and then falling, finally fainting...

Ye Chen ignored the shocked gazes of those around him and strolled over to the handlebar-mustached man.

"Now... do you know how powerful I am?"

The handlebar-mustached man's face was pale, cold sweat mixed with dust dripping from his forehead. He struggled to lift his head, but it aggravated his broken bones, making him wince in pain.

Looking at the young man in front of him, whose expression was terrifyingly calm, a monstrous wave surged in his heart.

Damn it! How is this possible? I am at the Peak Earth Realm, and I am considered a top-tier expert in Black Prison, yet I was discarded by him like a chicken?

That move he just made, his internal energy was condensed like substance, handling weight as if it were light... This is clearly a characteristic that only a Heaven Realm Expert has!

A young brat who looks barely twenty, could actually be a Heaven Realm Expert? Is the world crazy, or am I crazy???

In an instant, fear, like a cold viper, instantly coiled around his heart.

He no longer dared to be even a bit arrogant, endured the excruciating pain, and nodded with difficulty: "I... I know..."

Ye Chen put his hands in his pockets, too lazy to talk nonsense.

"I won't kill you now."

"Go back and help me send a message to your Prison Master."

The handlebar-mustached man endured his fear and pain, pricking up his ears.

"Tomorrow night, at Wuli Haisha, I will be waiting for you there."

Ye Chen smiled at him slightly, "If you dare to play any tricks like luring the tiger away from the mountain or involving innocent people, I guarantee... no matter how many people your Black Prison sends this time, they will all stay here; not a single one will leave Xiamen City."

The murderous intent in his words was not strong, but it made the handlebar-mustached man tremble all over, as if he were soaked to the bone by an invisible chill.

He had no doubt that the young man in front of him could do what he said! He must convey the message... back!!!

"I... I will definitely convey it!"

The handlebar-mustached man promised hurriedly, afraid that if he agreed too late, the other party would change his mind.

Ye Chen nodded and stopped looking at him.

"Get lost."

The handlebar-mustached man felt as if he had been granted an amnesty. He didn't know where he got the strength from, but he scrambled out of the coffin debris and stumbled toward the van.

Passing by the unconscious Scarface, he gritted his teeth, used his left hand to drag him up with all his might, and almost half-carried, half-dragged him into the van.

Immediately after, the engine roared, and the car sped away, soon disappearing from everyone's sight.

Once they left, Ye Chen turned to look at Bing Lan and smiled apologetically: "Sorry, it's because of me again that this trouble was brought here."

It seemed that this had happened more than once. It was all because of him that The Group constantly had trouble. Could it be... was he possessed by Conan???

Bing Lan shook her head gently, but a trace of worry appeared in her eyes.

"I'm fine, but..."

She paused, her voice lowering a bit, "Are those people really from Black Prison?"

She was in charge of Shuyue Group, so the level she was exposed to was naturally different. Coupled with everything that happened around Ye Chen, she had also heard of Black Prison, the dark organization that entrenched itself overseas and acted in a secretive and ruthless manner.

It was a force that truly regarded human life as nothing and would stop at nothing to achieve its goals.

Ye Chen nodded: "Hmm, just a bunch of rats that can't be brought to the table. Don't worry, I will arrange everything."

Bing Lan pursed her lips. She knew Ye Chen's strength, and she also knew that it was difficult for others to change what he had decided. Therefore, she could only choose to believe in him.

"Hmm, take care."

After a pause, as if she had remembered something, Bing Lan added, "By the way, if you have time, go to Sister Meiting's place."

Ye Chen was stunned upon hearing this: "What happened to her?"