426: Chapter 426 Old Master, get ready for a good show tomorrow!

Ye Chen paused, turned his head to look at her, and gave a slight smile. "Sure, I'll be waiting!"

Then...

He strode out without looking back.

His silhouette was elegant and composed.

It was as if the one threatening him wasn't the official ability user organization of the USA, but rather a stray dog by the roadside...

If a stray dog barks at you, could it be that you'd bark back?

Yan Qingwu had a strange expression on her face as she directly chased after him.

The two figures quickly disappeared from the doorway of the security room.

Inside the security room, there was a dead silence.

The passengers looked at each other, not daring to even breathe loudly.

The FBI members lying on the ground even forgot to groan.

Only Black Widow's face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.

Beside her, a tall, thin man wearing gold-rimmed glasses asked in a low voice, "What do we do next?"

Black Widow took a deep breath, a cold light flickering in her eyes.

"Report to the Bureau and issue the highest-level wanted order."

"Since he wants to play, then we'll play with him to the end."

"As he wishes!"

...

Inside the taxi heading to the hotel.

Yan Qingwu sat beside Ye Chen, her face beaming with smiles.

"Ye Chen, you were really too cool just now!"

"The thing I dislike most is the Ability User Bureau of the USA!"

"Each one of them is so self-righteous and acts all high and mighty; it's annoying to death."

"If you hadn't exposed their true faces just now, I would still be kept in the dark!"

"Hmph!"

"A bunch of crossbreeds dare to act tough in front of us genuine practitioners who cultivated properly!"

Previously, everyone thought the USA was rich in genetic mutants and believed that land truly nurtured such people.

But later they discovered...

Aside from the USA, ability users were almost never seen in other countries.

Even if there were, they were just isolated cases.

But now the truth was out; out of ten ability users, nine and a half were probably man-made!

Ye Chen leaned back against the seat and said irritably, "Cool? We're probably about to become wanted fugitives."

Hearing this, Yan Qingwu didn't panic; instead, her eyes brightened even more.

"In all my years, I've never been a wanted fugitive. I'm actually looking forward to it."

Ye Chen turned his head and glanced at her. "Me too."

The two looked at each other, their eyes filled with strange amusement.

One was the Dragon Group's Chief Instructor.

One was the eldest miss of the Yan Family.

At this moment, they were actually discussing what it felt like to be a wanted fugitive.

If this were to spread back home, it would probably make a lot of people's jaws drop.

...

Half an hour later.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of Chicago's most luxurious hotel.

Yan Qingwu had booked a presidential suite, and the check-in process was completed quickly.

The two entered the room and saw the lights of ten thousand homes like scattered stars through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Yan Qingwu walked to the window, admired the view for two seconds, then turned to look at Ye Chen.

"The item will be exhibited in the museum tomorrow at noon. Do you have a plan?"

Ye Chen nodded and sat down on the sofa.

"Yes."

Yan Qingwu leaned in curiously and sat opposite him. "What's the plan?"

Ye Chen looked at her and spoke with a straight face.

"Rob it."

Yan Qingwu: "???"

She blinked, thinking she had misheard.

"Rob it?"

Ye Chen nodded. "Yeah, just rob it directly."

"Are you serious?"

The corner of Yan Qingwu's mouth twitched slightly.

Ye Chen leaned on the sofa, looking perfectly natural. "Yeah. Since they want to catch us, it's only reasonable for us to rob their stuff, right?"

Yan Qingwu was stunned for two seconds.

The next second.

"Pfft!"

She couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.

Good grief!

With this logic, she actually couldn't find a point to refute.

"It is indeed... very reasonable."

Ye Chen crossed his legs and continued leisurely.

"And think about it!"

"Although the Kunlun Mountain Range is very vast, the Kunlun Ruins are within the borders of Dragon Country."

"So that thing is effectively our Dragon Country's property!"

"Now that it's been lost overseas for so many years, it's time for it to come home. We'll call this..."

"The Overseas Cultural Relics Repatriation Operation."

"Legal, reasonable, and justified."

After hearing this, Yan Qingwu was completely dumbfounded.

They were clearly going to steal something, but the way Ye Chen said it, it actually carried a strong sense of justice.

She was impressed.

Truly impressed.

"Fine, fine, you're right about everything."

In terms of being devious, she admitted defeat at this moment. "Then how do you plan to rob it? Just fight your way in?"

Ye Chen shook his head.

"Fighting our way in is too crude."

"We are civilized people; we have to pay attention to methods and tactics."

Yan Qingwu looked at him suspiciously. "Then how do you plan to be 'civilized'?"

Ye Chen smiled slightly, a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes.

"You'll know tomorrow."

Yan Qingwu: "..."

This guy was being mysterious again!

She rolled her eyes, not bothering to ask further, and stood up to walk toward her own room.

"Fine, I'm going to sleep. I'll see tomorrow what kind of tricks you can pull off."

Ye Chen waved his hand. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

The door closed.

Ye Chen leaned on the sofa, looking at the night view outside the window, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

Immediately after.

He took out his phone and sent a message to Xuanyuan Huo.

[Ye Chen: Old Man, get ready to watch a good show tomorrow.]

A moment later, a reply came from the other side.

[Xuanyuan Huo: Don't play too big; it might become impossible to clean up.]

Ye Chen glanced at it, smiled, and put away his phone.

Play too big?

He was aiming to play big.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be worthy of that one sentence from the old man...

...

Late at night.

The night in Chicago was bustling and prosperous.

But in the presidential suite, Ye Chen sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes slightly closed, his breathing long and steady.

The true qi inside his body circulated slowly, like a trickling stream, moving repeatedly through his meridians.

This was his daily required practice.

Even if his strength was already great enough to walk unchallenged, he would not relax his cultivation.

Suddenly!

A faint, indistinct white mist quietly seeped in from under the door crack.

The mist was extremely thin, so thin it was almost undetectable to the naked eye.

After floating into the room, it quickly dispersed and blended into the air.

Ye Chen's brow moved slightly, but he still kept his eyes closed.

One minute later.

"Click."

The lock of the suite door was opened from the outside.

Immediately after.

A group of black-clad figures filed in.

There were eight people in total, all wearing gas masks.

The leader pointed toward the bedroom and spoke in a low voice.

"Everyone, rest assured. We are using the Doctor's latest Knockout drug; it's effective even against martial artists."

"No matter how good Ye Chen is at fighting, he's definitely sleeping like a pig right now."

Another tall, thin guy beside him followed with a cold snort.

"Hmph!"

"That kid was very arrogant in the security room, not even giving Black Widow any face."

"Once we take him back, let's see if he can still be arrogant."

The leader nodded and waved his hand.

"Go!"

The eight people crept toward the bedroom door together.

The burly leader reached out and gently pushed open the room door.

However.

Before they could even step inside, the expressions on everyone's faces suddenly froze.

Inside the bedroom, the lights were bright.

Ye Chen was sitting cross-legged on the bed, his eyes open, staring at them with a half-smile.

That gaze was like he was looking at a group of buffoons.

"What?"

"So eager to come and take me away?"

The eight people stood frozen in place, their minds a complete blank.

Huh?

He's not unconscious?

Their Knockout drug... failed?

Impossible!

The Doctor clearly said this was a potent Knockout drug specifically for martial artists. Even if a Heaven Realm Expert inhaled it, they would have to sleep for at least two hours!

But this guy, why does he look like nothing happened???

The leader suddenly snapped back to his senses and instinctively took half a step back. "You... how can you possibly still be awake?"

Ye Chen got off the bed and walked toward them step by step.

"If something happened to me, wouldn't you guys have no show to perform?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly vanished from the spot!

The pupils of the eight people constricted; they simply didn't have time to react!

The next second—

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

A series of dull impact sounds exploded in the bedroom!

Eight black figures, like kicked footballs, all flew backward together!

Some smashed into the wall, causing the entire wall to crack!

Some hit the sofa, causing the sofa to flip over on the spot!

Some fell onto the floor, smashing several craters into the floorboards!

In just two short seconds.

Eight fully armed Ability User Bureau members were all lying on the ground, their groans rising and falling.

Not a single one could stand up again.

Ye Chen withdrew his hand and spoke to them indifferently. "Scram back and tell your people that in Dragon Country, there's a saying: 'Things shouldn't happen more than three times.' If there's a third time, then I'll have to start a massacre."

Hearing this, the eight people trembled all over.

The next second.

They struggled to get up and scrambled toward the door.

In the blink of an eye.

All eight were gone.

...

Ability User Bureau, Chicago Branch.

Outside the research lab late at night, the lights in the corridor were dim.

The eight men came stumbling in.

The next second.

At the end of the corridor, a metal door slowly opened.

Black Widow pushed a wheelchair and walked out from inside.

On the wheelchair sat a white-haired old man.

The old man's skin was loose, and his face was covered in age spots, yet his eyes were as deep as an ancient well.

He wore a white lab coat and had a thin blanket over his knees; he was clearly a disabled person.

But when the eight people saw the old man, they all said respectfully, "Doctor!"

The old man asked calmly, "Failed?"

The leader nodded, biting the bullet.

"Ye... yes, Doctor."

"That Ye Chen wasn't knocked out by the drug at all!"

"As soon as we went in, we were beaten back by him."

After hearing this, the Doctor fell silent for two seconds and suddenly smiled.

"The Knockout drug was useless against him?"

"It seems that Ye Chen's strength is at least at..."

He paused, and spat out three words emphatically, "Celestial Master Realm."

Black Widow's expression changed drastically instantly.

"Celestial Master Realm?"

"Doctor, are you sure?"

"He's only in his twenties, how could he possibly reach the Celestial Master Realm?!"