You, a living person, are telling me I've served in the underworld for ten years?

"Brother Xiong!"

Li Yueying couldn't help but gasp softly, a hint of worry showing in her eyes.

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhou Haoran's eyes, which was then replaced by an even stronger provocation.

"Huh? You actually have two lads under your command."

Ah Hu, shall we test its quality?

The bodyguard nicknamed "Tiger" stared at Chen Yang, the previous disdain vanishing, replaced by a wary and excited reaction as if he had encountered a ferocious beast. The feedback from the power he had just dissipated made him instantly realize that this simply dressed man was no ordinary person!
"Brother Xiong, be careful."

Chen Yang's voice sounded unusually calm against the backdrop of the noisy music. He gently pushed the still-shaken Wang Shengxiong aside, and took a half-step forward to meet Ah Hu's piercing gaze.

No words are needed.

The two figures collided in an instant, as if drawn by an invisible thread!
fast!
It's faster than the average person can see!

Ah Hu's punches and kicks carried a low whistling sound as they tore through the air. They were all the most ferocious killing moves used in the military. Every strike was ruthless and cunning, aimed directly at vital points! The power was astonishing. The wind from his punches swept past Chen Yang's clothes and made a sound like tearing silk. This was definitely not ordinary external martial arts. His muscle fibers burst with inhuman power!
Chen Yang's eyes were as sharp as a knife!
He deliberately suppressed his strength to about 30%! His movements were as agile as a fish, dodging and weaving between the violent attacks, and blocking several punches and kicks containing tremendous force with his arms.

Bang bang bang!

The dull thud was terrifying!

Chen Yang felt as if the force coming from his arms was like a mountain collapsing and the sea crumbling!

This Ah Hu's strength far surpasses all his previous opponents in the underground boxing ring! He's even close to the level of that genetically engineered "war slave"!

Even with 30% effort, I felt a tingling sensation and heavy pressure!
We can't hide it anymore!
His eyes sharpened! A more powerful force surged from the depths of his dantian, instantly flowing through his limbs and bones!
Chen Yang's speed suddenly increased!

He no longer passively dodged or took the hits head-on. His body suddenly swayed, and he cut into the opponent's center gap like a ghost! A horizontal elbow strike as fast as lightning was like a poisonous dragon emerging from its cave, hitting Ah Hu's hastily crossed arms as he returned to defense with unparalleled precision!
Bang! Crack!

A subtle yet distinct cracking sound from the bones!

The violent impact far exceeded Ah Hu's expectations!

He felt a sharp pain in both arms, as if he had been hit by a high-speed train. He staggered back several steps, his face instantly turning red. He swallowed the sweet taste in his throat, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror!

What... what kind of monster is this?

The air on the entire deck almost froze!

You could hear a pin drop!

Everyone stared in disbelief as Chen Yang withdrew his elbow and stood still as if brushing off dust, his breathing not even showing any signs of disorder.

Wang Shengxiong finally came to his senses, and the fear on his face was instantly replaced by wild joy. He jumped out and pointed at Zhou Haoran's nose, cursing him.

"You son of a bitch! Zhou Haoran! You think you can challenge me with this little bit of skill?! See this! This is what a real man is!"

Zhou Haoran's face turned ashen. He never expected that his top-notch bodyguard, whom he had hired at a high salary, would be instantly suppressed and defeated by an insignificant henchman of the other party! Li Yueying looked at Chen Yang, whose aura was heavy, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

Wang Shengxiong smugly surveyed the silent crowd, especially Zhou Haoran, whose face was grim, and patted Chen Yang heavily on the shoulder.

"Come on, Lao Zhang! Let's go have a drink with the guys! It's beneath us to argue with this kind of stuff!"

He arrogantly pulled Chen Yang along and headed straight for the bar, without glancing at Zhou Haoran again.

The second half of the party became rather dull.

Wang Shengxiong boasted under the influence of alcohol, and Chen Yang, as the "fierce man" who overpowered the Zhou family's bodyguards, naturally became the focus of attention.

Zhou Haoran, like a balloon punctured by a needle, quietly left early with the pale-faced Ah Hu.

late at night.

The noise subsided, leaving only the soft sound of waves lapping against the hull.

Chen Yang and Wang Shengxiong disembarked via the gangway, preparing to drive away. The chilly night wind dispersed the smell of alcohol, but also brought a chilling hostility.

In the shadows of the dock parking lot, several menacing figures blocked the way.

Leading the group was Zhou Haoran, whose face was contorted with hatred. Behind him was his bodyguard, Ah Hu, who was barely suppressing his injuries, and seven or eight equally fierce-looking subordinates.

"Wang Shengxiong! You coward, what's your hurry to leave!"

Zhou Haoran's voice was particularly jarring in the dead of night as he stared intently at Chen Yang.

"And you! The ship is too small to fight properly! Now... do you dare to act like a man and fight with your bare hands? Let out this mad dog of yours! Let me see how tough he really is!"

Wang Shengxiong sobered up considerably, and his expression changed slightly.

"Zhou Haoran, are you fucking crazy? Can't you accept defeat? I only stopped fighting on the boat because I felt sorry for you! If you really want revenge, bring enough people another day and we'll meet somewhere and settle things! Who the hell do you think you are, blocking people here in the middle of the night? I don't have time to play with you!"

"No time?"

Zhou Haoran felt as if his tail had been stepped on.

"You think you can hide? If you don't kneel down and kowtow to me tonight to admit your mistakes, neither of you are going home unscathed!"

"Admit your mistake?"

Chen Yang took a step forward, his voice as calm as a piece of quenched ice in the Nightingale.

"What did we do wrong? Is it our fault that your people were defeated because they were less skilled?"

His eyes locked onto Ah Hu.

"If he's no good, even if you bring ten more, you'll still be a waste."

Want revenge?

He glanced at Zhou Haoran and the group of thugs behind him who were eager to fight, a cold smile curving his lips, and uttered two words.

"Sending them to their deaths."

This blatant contempt completely ignited Zhou Haoran's rage.

"Go! Hit him! I'll take responsibility if he dies! Especially that one in black, cripple him!!"

"Go! Kill him!"

A deafening roar erupted! Despite the excruciating pain in his arm, Ah Hu was the first to charge forward, his eyes filled with frenzied rage and shame! Seven or eight well-trained thugs, like hungry wolves released from their cages, pounced from different directions! Their fists and kicks carried a powerful gust of wind, and some even held gleaming tactical knives in reverse grip! The killing intent was palpable!
Faced with this siege, Chen Yang advanced instead of retreating!

A very low, cold snort escaped from his nose! His body exploded like a spring that had been compressed to its limit!
They unleashed their full power with a sudden burst of force!
His figure moved through the encirclement as if he had teleported!
The sonic boom of a fist piercing through the air!

The afterimage left by the whip's sweep!
Fast! Ruthless! Accurate!
There wasn't a single unnecessary trick! Every strike was the most concise and efficient attack!

The crisp cracking sounds of bones breaking, mixed with muffled groans of pain, exploded one after another in the night sky!

boom!
Click!

Pfft!
A burly man who was charging ahead and wielding a baseball bat was struck in the chest by a whip kick, spitting blood as he flew backward!

Snap! Another guy wielding a dagger, attempting to sneak attack Chen Yang's side, had his wrist grabbed and snapped in the opposite direction! The dagger slipped from his hand and fell to the ground!

Thud! Ah Hu barely managed to block with his arms, but he didn't even have the strength to stop it. He felt his arms were numb and about to break, and he was once again thrown back and forth by an irresistible force! The scene was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep! No, it was like a boulder crashing into a pile of straw!

In just over ten seconds! Seven or eight ferocious figures that had rushed at them were sent flying backwards at an even faster speed, screaming and collapsing to the ground!
Zhou Haoran was left standing there dumbfounded, his arrogant rage completely frozen, turning into disbelief and terror! The sea breeze blew by, carrying a chorus of groans and howls, making his isolated figure seem utterly ridiculous.

Chen Yang finished his stance and stood upright, like a towering reef.

Even his breathing became slightly heavier.

His cold gaze swept over the mess on the ground, finally settling on Zhou Haoran's blank and pale face.

"Want to play more?"

Zhou Haoran's lips trembled, like a fish out of water, unable to utter a single word, as immense fear gripped his throat.

Chen Yang ignored him and went straight to the thugs who were screaming and rolling around, his hands moving with great skill to search several hidden spots on their bodies.

He moved with lightning speed, pulling out several thumb-sized silver-gray metal tubes and several dark-colored hard pieces of varying sizes from the close-fitting layers of the men's clothing or from the dislocated arm guards.

"roll."

A word devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

Like a thunderclap! The remaining few thugs, still struggling and howling in terror, dragged their broken legs and arms, scrambling and helping each other escape.

Ah Hu struggled to his feet, glanced at Chen Yang with a complicated look, helped up the still trembling Zhou Haoran, and retreated in a disheveled and hasty manner, disappearing into the pale taillights of the car.

Wang Shengxiong's mouth remained agape the entire time, as if he were meeting Chen Yang for the first time.

"Old...Old Zhang...you..."

He swallowed hard, looking at the spoils of war from the enemy that Chen Yang was holding in his hand.

"A worthless little trinket."

Chen Yang casually stuffed the hard tablets and medicine into his coat pocket.

"Let's go, Xiong Ge. Go back and get some sleep. The sun will rise as usual tomorrow."

I got back into the car and remained silent the whole way.

Wang Shengxiong sobered up completely. He looked at Chen Yang's calm profile as he drove, hesitated countless times before finally letting out a heavy sigh and slamming his hand on the steering wheel.

"Damn it! Old Zhang! From now on, my life, Wang Shengxiong's life, is yours! If anyone dares to lay a finger on you again, I'll risk everything I have to wipe out their entire family!"

After getting off the car at the Golden Goblet Bar, Wang Shengxiong continued to express his gratitude and excitement.

"Okay, I got it, Xiong Ge."

Chen Yang interrupted him, his voice carrying an undisguised weariness.

"You go ahead, I'm exhausted too. I'm going to take a shower and go to sleep."

"Yes, yes, yes! Go back and rest!"

Wang Shengxiong nodded quickly.

Back in that cramped budget hotel room.

With a click, the light came on, only to accentuate the stillness of the night.

Instead of washing up, Chen Yang immediately took out the trophies from his coat—the bloody smell and cold metallic texture of the medicine and armor fragments forcibly removed from the Zhou family bodyguards—and solemnly placed the two fragments he had carefully compared and studied the previous night under the dim lamplight on the table.

The lights illuminated three sets of genetically engineered equipment with completely different materials, shapes, and textures!

The first set.

This piece was a gift from Wang Shengxiong's "third uncle." It possesses a strong sense of biological activity, with fine, flowing patterns that convey a rhythm of life.

The second set.

All belonging to the men in black who hunted Alice months ago. Rough and cold, with rigid patterns and a somewhat crude core structure.

The third set.

Provided by Zhou Haoran's bodyguard tonight. The armor fragments have a matte, almost ceramic-like texture, with patterns that are regular geometric matrices superimposed, exuding a cold, mechanical feel; the silver-gray vial is also more slender, and the liquid inside has a dazzling fluorescent green hue, completely different from Wang Shengxiong's bluish-purple viscous liquid and the black-clad man's darker red liquid!
Chen Yang sat in front of the lamp.

His fingertips traced across three fragments of armor with distinctly different textures and energy fluctuations, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

A chilling sensation slowly crept up my spine!
"The core of the Heavenly Dao Alliance..."

He picked up Wang Shengxiong's fragment, which seemed to possess a sense of life.

"The man behind the black-clad figures..."

Pick up that rough and rigid thing.

"Behind the Zhou family..."

He picked up that cold, matrix-patterned item again.

Each set represents a genetic power system with a completely independent research and development path, material system, and energy operation mode!
what does this mean?
This is far more than just an acceleration of the spiritual energy revival!
This was clearly a technological explosion, like opening Pandora's box!

Those powerful clans, multinational corporations, and even ancient family forces lurking in the shadows of the world, possessing top-tier resources and cutting-edge technology... are no longer content with merely probing from hidden corners!
Using their own methods, resources, and even potentially forbidden inherited or relic information, they have frantically pushed gene technology to the forefront of practical applications! Like thorns after rain, it has spread rampantly in the soil unseen by ordinary people!
No sleep for one night.

As dawn broke, Chen Yang dialed Jiang He's number, his voice calm but with a barely perceptible hint of urgency.

"Senior brother, I have something new here, we must meet immediately."

It was still in that cheap and secluded budget hotel room.

When Jiang He saw Chen Yang solemnly displaying three sets of gene serums and armor fragments of different origins and forms, his usually composed face completely broke down!

"hiss……"

Jiang He took a deep breath, his pupils contracting sharply.

He almost lost his composure, grabbing one fragment and then another to compare, his fingers trembling slightly with shock.

"These...these...three?! Completely different paths?!"

Chen Yang's voice was deep and clear, carrying a hoarseness from not having slept all night and a core anxiety that sensed danger.

"The man in black, the core of the Heavenly Dao Alliance behind Wang Shengxiong, the people behind Zhou Haoran's group... Senior Brother, we all underestimated them."

He pointed to the dissimilar equipment and medicines.

"This is no longer just a few rat droppings."

This is... a 'mutated field' that's grown wildly! The technological threshold for genetic equipment is not as insurmountable as imagined! The forces with the strength, resources, technological accumulation, or who have obtained some kind of 'key' are likely... far more than just these three!

Jiang He's expression turned extremely solemn!
He held a high position of power in the Special Administration Bureau and had access to core intelligence far exceeding that of ordinary people. He was more aware than Chen Yang of the existence of multiple independently developed and successfully applied different genetic technology paths, and what earth-shattering turmoil was hidden behind them!

This means the door to the field of "genetic enhancement" has been completely broken open, entering a period of rampant chaos! The world's supernatural power structure may be being reshaped at an unpredictable pace! (End of Chapter)