Chapter 3: Yang Chen's Shot!

It's a pity that the red hair is a closed door on the old man in front of him!

It stands to reason that as long as the red hair shows his identity as an alien, ordinary people will have to give some face, but the old man in front of him seems to be dependent, and he is not a bird at all.

This made the red fur a little uncomfortable.

I'm a stranger, a person who is above all ordinary people!

Although it is only an E-level, it is enough to be compared to the ace among the special forces.

And that's just the strength of the lowest level of Ability!

Hongmao's face was a little unbearable.

He just became a peripheral member of No. 98 today, and what he originally wanted was to show off and then collect a little extra money, but who knows, the old immortal in front of him will not give himself face directly!

"You're looking for death, aren't you?"

Furious, Redfur raised his fist, and a flash of red light flashed across the red-haired fist, just enough to reflect the color of his hair.

Around the fist, the temperature seemed to have quietly increased by a few degrees, and then waved towards the old man.

The speed is extremely fast, and it is difficult for ordinary people to catch even with the naked eye.

But the next moment, Hongmao's face changed, and he didn't feel the feeling of his fist smashing on the old man's face, but instead there was something like steel, and he held his hand.

Then, I saw a young man with some tattered clothes, clenching his fists, staring at him with cold eyes, like a wolf.

Hongmao suddenly felt a chill rise in his heart.

In the young man's jet-black pupils, his figure was reflected, as if it was a black hole abyss, about to devour himself.

The red-haired body was covered with goosebumps, swallowed his saliva, looked at Yang Chen with a strong pretense, and said dryly.

"You... Who are you.. I'm telling you.. I.. I'm Ninety-Eight!"

"Is ninety-eight a black sheep like you?"

Yang Chen gently held Hongmao's arm, although he could feel Hongmao's constant struggle, but for Yang Chen, it was undoubtedly a child who was moving, and it was easy to be able to subdue it.

For a while, Yang Chen was also somewhat sure that the great grandmaster on the system may correspond to the great grandmaster realm on the earth.

Even from time to time, that leaf is not much worse!

After all, although the red hair is an E-level ability, just now, there seems to be a firelight appearing, which shows that the red hair is also a rare elemental ability.

Such an ability, even if it is only E-level, but the power that can burst out, can barely reach the strength of D-level.

And he easily faced it, thinking that his strength must be above the D level!

There's even a lot of room to spare!

Yang Chen even felt as simple as breathing, and he subdued the red hair.

Yang Chen's hand moved slightly, and then he heard a crisp sound, and a call like killing a pig.

"Ah~"

Redfur screamed, then lowered his body.

Yang Chen also put down the hand that restrained the red hair, and let him shrug on the ground.

Layers of dense cold sweat appeared on the red-haired forehead, and his face became pale, the hand before had been twisted into shape, and obviously the bones had been pinched and shattered by Yang Chen!

"Get out, don't let me see you, once I see you, I'll hit you once!"

Yang Chen said unceremoniously.

Often mixed in the gray area of the city, Yang Chen knows very well what this kind of person is most afraid of, isn't it bullying the soft and afraid of the hard.

Only by giving him a slap in the face can his memory be improved!

Hongmao's face was frightened, and he hurriedly got up, and then the moment he ran out of the door, he said viciously to Yang Chen.

"You wait for me!"

Yang Chen heard it, but he didn't take it seriously, Seoul is very small, although there are powerful people with abilities, but it is definitely not more than A-level.

Although the A-level powerhouse is powerful, Yang Chen is not afraid at all, and is it difficult to call the A-level powerhouse to take action for him with this kind of goods.

Moreover, even if he was moved, Yang Chen didn't mind educating the A-level powerhouse who was sitting in Seoul.

As an organization of supernatural beings in Huaxia, No. 98 not only did not protect the city, but even connived at such actions of his subordinates, so what is the use of this anomalous organization being established?

"Grandpa Liu, are you okay?"

Yang Chen turned around, looked at the old man, and said softly.

There was a gleam of brilliance in the old man's eyes, and then he smiled faintly.

"What can happen to me, an old man, but you kid, I'm afraid you're going to be unlucky. This number ninety-eight is extremely short-sighted!"

Yang Chen rarely showed a hint of a smile and said.

"I'll take it when I'm here, but I'm afraid I'll implicate you, Grandpa Liu!"

In the language, Yang Chen is full of self-confidence, and this self-confidence comes from Yang Chen's strength!

The old man sighed softly, "My small noodle shop is not a problem, but it is you who has the problem! In Huaxia, those who have not been accepted by No. 98 or joined No. 98 are regarded as outliers. I'm afraid it won't be long before the ninety-eighth will attack you, so you better run away!"

Yang Chen's eyes moved slightly, did No. 98 shoot at himself? Wouldn't that be what he wanted?

Yang Chen is worried about how to contact the high-level of No. 98, after all, Yang Chen is ambitious, he doesn't want to come step by step, since he has such a strong strength, it is better to stand directly in a position that can match this strength?

Wouldn't that be better from time to time?

Now, No. 98 wants to make a move on himself, and if he thinks about it, he will be able to contact the high-level of No. 98 in the process, which is just enough to meet Yang Chen's thoughts!

"Then let him come, and I'll do the rest. I'm bothering Grandpa Liu today, Grandpa Liu's kindness, the kid will repay it in the future!"

Yang Chen bowed slightly to the old man, and walked back without looking back, returning to his small room.

The old man stood silently on the stove, looking at the direction of Yang Chen's departure, and a trace of thought appeared in his eyes.

The old man's lips moved slightly, "Yesterday's qi machine..... Could it be that this kid made it? Good boy, even I can't see through you!"

Then, the old man smiled, cleaned up the table that had been messed up by the red hair, and closed the door after finishing it.

Today, I'm not ready to open!

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To be continued!