170: Chapter 170 My sister cried in fear: Brother, will you get arrested?

Warm tears landed on the cuff of Chen Yuan's deep black tactical trench coat without warning.

Instantly, they blurred into a small, dark water stain.

She lunged forward, wrapping her arms tightly around Chen Yuan's waist, burying her head in his hard, broad chest, refusing to let go.

"Can we just not have these things anymore? The Pharmaceutical Factory, Umbrella—let's just give it all up!"

"What's the use of making so much money if we don't have a life to spend it?"

"Brother, come back to the country with me! Let's leave now! We can run through a tunnel or find some secret black port to smuggle ourselves out! As long as we can stay alive, that's better than anything!"

Chen Yuan stood quietly, letting his sister cling to him like an octopus.

The scent, a mixture of the girl's fragrance and salty tears, drilled straight into his nostrils.

He didn't push her away, just slightly lowered his head to look at the head trembling with sobs in his arms.

His heart, as hard as steel tempered through thousands of trials, softened uncontrollably at this moment.

Since he transmigrated into this dangerous, messed-up world, this was the first time he had felt such pure, unadulterated concern.

There were no scheming interest exchanges, nor any bloody political calculations.

It was just the pure bond of a naive younger sister, driven by the instinct of familial love, trying to drag her only brother back from the gates of hell in the face of life-and-death danger.

But silly girl, the world is nowhere near as innocent and beautiful as you think.

Chen Yuan sighed silently in his heart.

Abandon the foundation of Umbrella and flee back to the country with her like a stray dog?

That would be like a young dragon that has already grown fangs suddenly choosing to pull out its own scales and claws, then running up to a pack of wolves to wag its tail and beg, saying, "I just want to be a gentle sheep."

That isn't a clean escape; that is pure suicide.

He knew all too well the dark, bone-chilling nature of the politicians and military-industrial complex in America.

The innocent man is guilty only of possessing a treasure.

As long as he held the core technology for the perfect T-Virus and the bio-mecha, whether it was the man-eating CIA, The Pentagon, or those ancient financial conglomerates far away in Europe, they would absolutely cling to him like maggots in the bone, never letting go until they had squeezed out the last drop of his blood.

Furthermore, back in the country, there was Chen Tianba, who was eyeing him like a tiger, dying to tear him apart and swallow him whole.

That cold-blooded uncle, who would even scheme against his own brothers to seize power in the family, was just waiting for an opportunity to kill him.

If he were to flee back to Jinghai now, unarmed, Chen Tianba would absolutely tie him up and package him to the Americans at the first opportunity to exchange for earth-shattering political leverage.

The saying "take a step back and the sky will be vast" is pure bullshit in this world.

Taking a step back only leads to an bottomless abyss and being smashed to pieces.

In this dark jungle absolutely ruled by capital and force, the only way to survive and live freely and comfortably is to be a hundred times more vicious than all the beasts.

You must be so powerful that they feel their souls tremble just by looking into your eyes!

"Brother, say something! Don't scare me!"

Chen Nuo couldn't hear Chen Yuan's answer and, in her anxiety, shook his sturdy arm forcefully, her voice filled with an extremely humble plea.

"At worst, we can go back to the country and kowtow to Uncle to admit our mistakes! As long as we hand over these troublesome technologies, they are part of the Chen family after all, and they will surely have a way to save our lives!"

"Even though Uncle had a bad temper with us before, he is still our relative!"

Upon hearing the word "relative."

The trace of softness and warmth that had just emerged in Chen Yuan's eyes was instantly replaced by extreme coldness.

The sharpest knives in this world are often the ones handed over with a smile by those so-called blood relatives.

He reached out with his long, strong hands and gently gripped Chen Nuo's trembling shoulders, pushing her away from his embrace bit by bit.

His movements were extremely gentle, yet carried an overbearing power that no one could resist.

"Nuo Nuo, look up at me."

Chen Yuan's voice was deep and mellow, carrying a terrifying magic capable of calming hearts in the vast, noisy underground base.

Chen Nuo looked up with teary eyes, meeting her brother's deep, pitch-black eyes that resembled bottomless black holes.

"Do you think that if you throw the fattest piece of meat in your hand to a pack of wolves, the wolves will be so grateful that they'll let you go?"

Chen Yuan stared into her eyes and asked coldly, enunciating every word, each one hitting like a heavy hammer, shattering Chen Nuo's naive fantasies.

"They will only think you are weak and easy to bully, and then they will pounce without hesitation to chew your bones into pieces and swallow them whole."

"As for that uncle you mentioned? That old beast who could watch my mother die a miserable death just to climb to power—you actually expect him to show mercy and save me?"

The vibrations on the perimeter of the underground base grew more intense, with dust falling from the ceiling.

The violent roar of heavy helicopter propellers tearing through the air could be faintly heard, penetrating the thick concrete bunker.

The cold, mechanical, electronic voice of the Red Queen began to broadcast continuously in a high-frequency loop throughout the entire underground fortress.

"Warning! Enemy Black Hawk special forces have completed preparations for the first phase of rappelling!"

"Warning! The manor's perimeter high-voltage power grid has encountered a high-frequency EMP directional strike, and the defense system is temporarily 30% paralyzed!"

"Warning! Two Hellfire anti-tank missiles have been detected locking onto the main building's load-bearing structure!"

These harsh, shrill alarm sounds were like life-taking summons from the King of Hell, frantically stimulating Chen Nuo's fragile nerves, which were already on the verge of collapse.

"Brother! They are going to break in!"

Chen Nuo was so terrified that she covered her ears tightly and let out a panicked scream, her face deathly pale without a trace of blood.

"There's no time! Let's hurry and hide in the deepest part of the underground, okay!"

She tried desperately to pull Chen Yuan toward the elevator to retreat and take cover.

But Chen Yuan's feet remained motionless, as if they were cast into the alloy floor.

"You can't hide from it."

The corners of Chen Yuan's mouth slowly curled into an arrogant, unrestrained, and bloodthirsty cold smile.

"And I, Chen Yuan, have never intended to bow my head or hide from anyone in this life."

He reached out again, and this time he didn't push away his weak-kneed sister.

Instead, he used the fingertips of his rough tactical leather gloves to gently wipe away the string of crystal-clear, scalding teardrops from Chen Nuo's cheeks.

The scalding tears stained the black leather.

The temperature in Chen Yuan's eyes, however, plummeted rapidly until it froze into ice that would never melt for ten thousand years.

"Silly girl, throw all those naive and ridiculous ideas of peace in your head into the trash can."

"This is America, a land of outlaws; this isn't a heartwarming family drama. There are no such bullshit principles as 'good triumphs over evil' here."

Chen Yuan took a deep breath.

That violent life force, which he had deliberately restrained and suppressed—the one that made him like a human nuclear bomb after being enhanced by the perfect T-Virus—was released completely and without reservation at this moment.

The surrounding air seemed to become viscous and stagnant under this terrifying physical pressure.

Victor, standing a few meters away, felt as if his chest had been struck by a heavy punch, almost unable to catch his breath, and his knees went soft, causing him to kneel on the ground.

Even the T-103 Mass-Produced Tyrants, which had no emotional modules, felt that absolute suppression originating from superior genes and instinctively lowered their massive heads.

"From today on, you must remember one truth for me."

Chen Yuan looked at Chen Nuo, who was completely dazed and had forgotten to cry, his voice reverberating through the entire space, deep and majestic.

"In this cruel and heartless world, dignity and life are never traded for by compromising or kowtowing to admit mistakes."

"They are won with the hardest fists and blasted out with the fiercest guns and artillery!"

"These politicians and generals think I am a demon, a monster; they think that if they send a few helicopters and a group of elite soldiers, they can easily crush me like a bug."

Chen Yuan turned his head abruptly.

His gaze seemed to pierce directly through the thick concrete ceiling and the endless night, precisely locking onto those military satellite lenses circling and spying from high above.

"Then I will personally fulfill their death wish!"

In his eyes, which were originally calm as water, a burst of arrogant radiance, as if he were a ruler of the world, suddenly erupted.

It was an absolute self-confidence that regarded all things in the world and century-old empires as mere grass, an extreme madness belonging only to a doomsday tyrant.

Chen Nuo looked blankly at the man in front of her, who was familiar yet incredibly strange.

On that incomparably handsome face, one could no longer find a trace of the past cowardice, forbearance, or retreat.

Replaced by a chaotic sense of divinity and devilry intertwined that made one unable to resist the urge to worship.

She suddenly realized how ridiculous her previous worries and earnest persuasions were.

The man in front of her didn't need anyone's pity or salvation, because he was the living King of Hell who set the rules of life and death on this land.

"Boss, the intruders have forcibly broken through the physical defense line of the Zone A garden."

Alice's cold, crisp voice rang out at the right time, breaking the brief but intense magnetic collision between the siblings.

He turned his head again to look at Chen Nuo, who was still sitting on the ground.

In his deep eyes, a near-manic sense of combat excitement flickered.

"Nuo Nuo, stand up yourself."

Chen Yuan's voice was deep and powerful, like a supreme command that allowed no questioning or resistance.

"Wipe away the weak tears on your face, and then open your eyes wide and watch me closely."

He turned around to face the metal gate that was about to be breached, his tactical leather boots stepping out a chilling rhythm on the floor.

"What you are about to see with your own eyes."

"Is your brother's true foundation for standing firm in this cruel world."

"It is the true show of force of our Umbrella Corporation!"