403: Chapter 403 There are only two types of people I hate the most!

Ye Chen looked up at Luo Sihai behind the glass window and spoke indifferently, "Are you only capable of barking like a dog from behind a layer of glass?"

As his voice fell...

Everyone's eyes widened, staring at Ye Chen in disbelief.

What did he just say?

He called Master Luo a dog?

Luo Sihai, the man who covered the sky with one hand in Central Plains City's underground world and struck terror into the hearts of countless people, was being called a dog in public by him?

Crazy!

This man is absolutely insane!

"Holy shit... is he fucking tired of living?"

"It's over, it's over. This guy definitely isn't walking out of here today."

"The more arrogant he is now, the more miserable he'll be in a moment!"

...

Whispers spread through the stands as everyone looked at Ye Chen as if they were looking at a dead man.

Because...

Anyone who spent time in this circle knew how terrifying Luo Sihai was.

Otherwise...

He wouldn't have been able to prop up such a massive underground world!

The smile on Luo Sihai's face froze completely.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and killing intent surged out like a tide.

"Good."

"Very good."

"In all these years, no one has dared to speak to me like this."

"You are the first."

He raised his hand and gave a slight wave to the subordinates beside him.

The subordinate understood immediately, picked up a walkie-talkie, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, enter the arena!"

As the command was given...

Boom!!!

Four massive iron doors opened simultaneously!

Dense footsteps exploded like muffled thunder!

Squads of burly men in black uniforms poured out from the four entrances like a tide!

In the blink of an eye, over a thousand people had surrounded the entire stage so tightly that not even water could leak through!

Every single one of them held gleaming machetes or iron rods, and many were even carrying firearms!

That array!

That momentum!

It made the audience in the stands turn pale, falling as silent as cicadas in winter.

Even Wen Yating, who was hidden among the spectators, tensed her delicate body.

And at the very front of these thousand-plus people, two figures were particularly conspicuous.

One was blonde with blue eyes.

The other was a black man, at least two meters tall, with bulging muscles like an iron tower.

The blonde man looked up at Ye Chen on the stage and smiled in fluent Chinese.

"Kid, if you kneel and beg for mercy now, maybe we'll leave you an intact corpse."

"Otherwise..."

He paused, his smile deepening, "Mike will personally tear you apart, piece by piece, in a moment!"

Ye Chen tilted his head, his gaze sweeping over the two of them.

The blonde man had a special aura fluctuation about him, somewhat like a psychic-type superpower.

As for the burly black man, Mike, his blood and energy were surging, and his muscles contained explosive power; he was clearly a Strength-type Awakened.

Ye Chen couldn't help but smile.

"That's exactly what I was going to say to you."

The blonde man was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and then the smile on his face became even more brilliant.

"Interesting."

"Mike, he's all yours."

Mike grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty light.

"Don't worry, Luo Sen. I'll show him the meaning of despair."

As he spoke...

He slammed his right foot onto the ground!

Boom!!!

The ground cracked inch by inch, sending gravel flying everywhere!

His massive frame was like a cannonball fired from its barrel as he charged toward Ye Chen!

His speed was astonishing!

Whipping up a whistling wind, he smashed a fist ruthlessly toward Ye Chen's face!

The power of that punch was enough to kill a bull!

In the stands, some people instinctively closed their eyes, not daring to watch the bloody scene that was about to follow.

Luo Sihai stood before the glass window, the corners of his mouth curling up, his eyes full of pride and contempt.

"Surviving Mike's fist isn't that easy."

"This kid looks like an Ability User too, otherwise how could he have resisted bullets?"

"But under Mike's fist, everything is futile!"

His voice spread throughout the arena via the loudspeakers.

Everyone felt that Ye Chen was a dead man.

They didn't know what an 'Ability User' was.

But...

Just based on the speed and power Mike had displayed, he was simply not someone an ordinary person could withstand!

However...

In the next second...

The scene that unfolded caused the expressions on everyone's faces to freeze completely.

Ye Chen stood in place, motionless.

He simply raised his right hand, fingers spread, and gently closed them around the whistling fist.

Bang!!!

A dull impact sound suddenly exploded!

A visible airwave madly diffused in all directions with the two of them as the center!

The spectators in the stands were knocked askew by the shockwave, and cries of alarm rose one after another!

However...

When the dust cleared and everyone saw the scene on the stage clearly, they were all completely stunned.

Ye Chen stood in place, not moving an inch.

His right hand was steadily holding Mike's fist, which was as large as a clay pot.

As for Mike, his entire body was suspended in mid-air. He tried his best to pull his fist back, but found that his hand was clamped as if by iron pincers, immovable.

In fact...

His entire person was being held aloft by Ye Chen in that manner.

That's right.

He wasn't suspended in mid-air because he wanted to be, but because Ye Chen made him so...

For a moment...

His face was written with disbelief.

He was a Strength-type Awakened!

The power of his punch was enough to shatter boulders!

But now...

His fist was caught single-handedly by a young man who looked thin and weak?

And he was fucking lifted up!

"This... how is this possible?!"

Mike's eyes widened, the veins on his forehead bulging as he struggled with all his might to break free.

Ye Chen looked up at him and smiled slightly.

"Is that all?"

As he spoke...

He applied a slight force with his right hand.

Crack!

A crisp sound of bone shattering exploded in the deathly silent boxing arena!

Mike's fist was crushed raw by him!

Ah!!!

A heart-wrenching scream burst from Mike's throat!

His massive body was like a crushed ant; he trembled all over, and cold sweat instantly soaked his entire body!

Ye Chen let go.

Mike fell to the ground, clutching his deformed hand. The expression on his face changed from disbelief to terror, and then from terror to despair.

He wanted to run.

But before he could even get up, Ye Chen had already raised his right foot.

He kicked him in the chest.

Bang!!!

A dull thud exploded!

Mike's massive two-meter-tall frame flew backward like a cannonball!

Boom!!!

He slammed into the railing of the stands, which shattered upon impact!

His body continued to fly backward, knocking over a dozen men in black before finally smashing hard against the wall!

The entire wall shook violently, and cracks spread like a spiderweb!

Mike's body was actually! Actually! Actually! Embedded right into the wall.

Not only could he not get down, but he was also constantly spitting up blood!

Shock!

Unbelievable!

Everyone was stunned!

One move?

Just one move?

That two-meter-tall Strength-type Awakened was kicked flying?

Luo Sihai stood before the glass window, the smile on his face also vanishing.

He never expected...

That this young man who came looking for trouble would be so terrifying???

Who sent him?

Could it be...

Before he could think further...

Luo Sen snapped out of it and asked in terror, "Who exactly are you?"

Ye Chen stood with his hands behind his back and spoke calmly.

"There are only two kinds of people I hate most."

"The first kind: traitors who sell out their country."

"The second kind: beasts who harm their own people."

His gaze fell on Luo Sihai's face behind the glass window, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. "Which kind do you think you are?"

As his voice fell...

The thousand-plus people holding guns and knives were all stunned in place, looking at each other.

The spectators in the stands were even more silent, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Luo Sihai's face instantly turned gloomy.

Those lying on the ground wailing and those standing around watching like tigers all had flashes of panic and terror in their eyes.

They naturally knew what kind of business they were in.

Human organ trafficking!

That was taking living human beings, dismantling them into pieces of merchandise, and selling them all over the world!

That was turning the flesh and blood of their compatriots into bills stained with the stench of copper!

That was...

Something even worse than what a beast would do!

But...

It was fast money...

Seeing that no one spoke, Ye Chen couldn't help but let out a light chuckle.

"You're not talking?"

"I'll say it for you."

"You are the second kind."

"Since you've done things you shouldn't have, as adults, you must pay the price for your actions."

"Every single one of you, not one will escape."

As his voice fell...

The muscles on Luo Sihai's face twitched slightly, and the killing intent in his eyes exploded.

He understood.

This young man hadn't just stumbled in by mistake.

He was here for him!

He was here for the business behind this Underground Boxing Arena!

He took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then spoke with a gloomy face.

"Kid, do you know who I am?"

"Do you know who is behind me?"

As soon as these words came out, hope was rekindled in the eyes of those panicked thugs.

That's right!

Master Luo has backing!

There's a big shot!

Otherwise...

How could he run such an Underground Boxing Arena and engage in illegal trade without being taken down?

No matter how good this young man is at fighting, can he contend with such a big shot!

Ye Chen, however, laughed upon hearing this.

"Oh?"

"There's someone else?"

He raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist.

"Then I'll give you one hour to call your people."

"If they don't come in an hour..."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the arena, and smiled slightly.

"I will kill every single one of you."