Hades, the Urban Legend

Chapter 706: Chapter 709: Going Abroad

An Xin shook her head in disbelief. "No, this can't be happening. How can he do this?"

The crew-cut man gave a glance, signaling to the two men behind him. They understood and took out a pair of handcuffs, ready to take An Xin away.

The two female bodyguards dutifully stood in front of the men, blocking their way. One of the female bodyguards demanded, "Even if our young lady is to assist in the investigation, she should be treated with respect. Do you intend to forcibly handcuff her and take her away? Our young lady is not a criminal!"

"A traitor's daughter—it's already merciful that we're not executing her on the spot. Do you expect us to beg her?" One of the men lost his temper and reached out to pull the bodyguard aside.

The female bodyguard angrily resisted, attempting to grab the man's arm with a takedown move.

But dealing with the special forces from the Ministry of Defense wasn't easy. The man glanced contemptuously, raised his hand, and with a sudden surge of power, pushed the female bodyguard onto the sofa!

"We don't want to waste time. Miss An, come with us," the crew-cut man ordered, signaling his men to put away the handcuffs. Indeed, there was no need to handcuff such a weak woman.

The female bodyguard tried to intervene again, but An Xin stopped her.

An Xin slowly stood up, her lips pale and her beautiful eyes glistening with tears. Although she had anticipated such a result, she never expected to be left with no chance to turn things around.

That man actually abandoned her and fled!

"I'll go with you, but I want to make a phone call to my lover first. Is that too much to ask?" An Xin composed herself and spoke calmly.

"Of course. We're working for the country, not robbers," the crew-cut man agreed.

An Xin thanked him, took out her phone, and dialed a number.

The call connected, and Yang Chen's voice came through, though faintly, with a simple "Hello?"

An Xin's lips curled into a bittersweet smile. "Honey, you must be resting at home. I'm sorry to wake you up so suddenly."

"Hmm, what's the matter?" Yang Chen asked.

An Xin bit her lip and smiled sadly. "A good friend of mine abroad suddenly invited me to her wedding, so I have to leave the country in a hurry. I might not be able to contact you for a while, so I'm letting you know."

"Just make an international call if you need to. What's the inconvenience?" Yang Chen responded indifferently.

Tears finally fell from An Xin's eyes, but she quickly covered her mouth to prevent any sound from reaching the phone. Struggling to control her emotions, she forced a smile and said, "My international roaming service just expired, and I'm too lazy to renew it. Anyway, consider it a vacation for me. I have to catch a flight now. Goodbye, honey."

She hung up the phone, exhaled deeply, and wiped away her tears. Just as she was about to leave with the crew-cut man, she saw a man pretending to be on the phone standing behind the four men.

Yang Chen had been standing silently not far away. As long as he wanted, no one present could detect his presence. He only revealed himself now to understand what was happening.

"You ungrateful woman. After all my affection, you hang up without saying goodbye. Don't you know that it worries me?" Yang Chen said into his phone.

An Xin stood speechless, her mouth agape.

Joy, surprise, embarrassment, fear—a mix of emotions made her heart race, leaving her standing like a lost soul.

The four men turned around, bewildered. They hadn't noticed anyone approaching them!

Clearly, Yang Chen's affectionate act with the woman they were supposed to arrest annoyed them.

"Are you Miss An's lover? This has nothing to do with you. Leave," the crew-cut man sneered, signaling his men to take action.

But just as the man in white was about to move, Yang Chen stood in front of An Xin. Though he was half a head shorter than the four men, he looked unimpressive and powerless.

"Since I'm here, there's nothing for you to do. Leave," Yang Chen said, his tone cold and restrained.

"You'd better watch your mouth. We're public officials, but we have our limits," the crew-cut man warned, signaling his men to act.

The man in white, impatient, aimed a claw-like hand at Yang Chen's shoulder to pull him away.

But before he could touch him, Yang Chen kicked the man's knee!

"Crack! Crack!"

The sound of bones breaking added a layer of gloom to the already quiet bar.

"Ah..."

The man in white, not understanding how he got kicked, only felt endless pain after the fact.

Yang Chen glanced at the man indifferently. "Breaking your leg, remember, if you act like a lackey, you should be prepared for this."

An Xin regained her composure. Although she didn't know why Yang Chen suddenly appeared in the bar, she knew the situation was beyond her control. She felt her lover's anger and didn't dare interfere. She watched him with teary eyes.

Their first meeting was in a bar, where he protected her just like now.

"Damn it," the crew-cut man, furious, raised his Desert Eagle and aimed at Yang Chen's head. "Kid, you're skilled. So I now suspect you're An Zaihuan's accomplice. You're also under arrest!"

If this were in Yanjing, Yang Chen wouldn't have a gun pointed at him. His monitors, Tian Long and Ye Zi, would have eliminated such threats.

But now, the Yanhuang Iron Brigade hadn't sent anyone to watch Yang Chen. Maybe Cai Yun Cheng trusted his son-in-law, or they were short-handed.

But for Yang Chen, it didn't matter. Having someone monitor him only meant resolving conflicts sooner. It didn't mean that when conflicts arose, the monitors could stop him.

Like now.

Yang Chen's hand, moving as if in slow motion, snatched the Desert Eagle from the crew-cut man's grip.

The man felt an irresistible force taking the gun from him, unable to react.

Yang Chen, holding the Desert Eagle, aimed it at his own temple.

Is he crazy? Suicide?

"Honey! Put it down!" An Xin, though aware of Yang Chen's abilities, instinctively worried and shouted, her heart in her throat.

Yang Chen gave no one time to think. He pulled the trigger, firing a bullet!

"Bang!"

The powerful recoil of the Desert Eagle didn't make Yang Chen's hand tremble.

Amidst the smell of gunpowder, a silver-black metal lump fell to the floor, rolling around.

The four men, their faces ashen, realized it was a bullet, flattened into a metal ball by an unimaginable force!

Yang Chen, unscathed, lowered the Desert Eagle and casually threw it aside. "Still want to arrest me?"

The four men, speechless, had seen elite fighters but never someone who could crush a bullet with their body.

"Out of tricks? Then get lost," Yang Chen ordered.

The crew-cut man, retreating, stammered, "Y-yes, we're leaving now."

The flat-headed man, understanding the gravity of the situation, decided to prioritize his safety and leave quickly.

Yang Chen frowned and said, "I told you to get lost, not just walk away."

"What?"

The man on the ground already had a broken leg, and the other three men hesitated, feeling their pride wouldn't allow them to roll out of the bar in front of everyone.

Yang Chen sighed, not wanting to waste more time. He swiftly kicked them three times in succession.

"Thud, thud, thud!"

With three dull sounds, the flat-headed man and the others were kicked in the chest and sent flying several meters, crashing into the wall. At least seven or eight ribs were broken, and they coughed up blood before fainting.

The man with the broken leg, swallowing hard, dared not resist any further. Crying and sniffling, he started rolling out the door.

The sudden turn of events left An Xin's two female bodyguards dumbfounded. They had never seen Yang Chen before because An Xin didn't take bodyguards to work, only when she went out for fun.

Yang Chen turned to An Xin and said sternly, "Do you have anything to say?"

An Xin didn't dare meet Yang Chen's intense gaze and mumbled, "I didn't mean to make you angry."

Yang Chen struggled to contain his anger and said, "If I hadn't been here by chance, were you planning to deceive me and let those idiots take you away?"

An Xin bit her lip, refusing to speak.

"Do you think staying silent will make everything go away? Fine, let's see if you'll talk then!"

Yang Chen suddenly grabbed An Xin by the waist and dragged her to a corner sofa. He placed her soft body across his lap.

"What are you doing to our young lady?" the two female bodyguards exclaimed, rushing to stop him.

However, before they could get close, an invisible force pushed them far away. Yang Chen, with his current cultivation level, controlled his true energy skillfully, not harming them but keeping them at a distance.

The two bodyguards, though trained in martial arts, were stunned by this extraordinary display.

The bar had emptied due to the earlier gunfire, leaving only Yang Chen, An Xin, and the two bodyguards.

Yang Chen unceremoniously pinned An Xin down, her whimpers futile as she lay on his lap. With one hand, he lifted her pink dress...

An Xin felt a chill, realizing what this wicked man was about to do...

Embarrassed and nervous, she trembled.

In the past, such a tempting and beautiful sight would have driven Yang Chen to forget everything, eager to indulge in the sweetness and delight of this exquisite body.

But now, he felt no desire, only raising his hand high and bringing it down hard!

"Smack!"

"Ah!"

A loud slap echoed, leaving a bright red handprint. An Xin's pain mixed with humiliation, breaking her heart. Tears she had held back now flowed freely as she cried out, bursting into tears.

The two bodyguards were shocked and blushing. Wasn't this man here to rescue their young lady? How could he act so outrageously, disregarding the situation? Even if he was her lover, this was too harsh a punishment!

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