America's Greatest Villain: I Defeat Magic with Magic

Chen Yuan walked slowly on his way home.

Since the Rongding Pavilion restaurant is not far from the apartment, he usually chooses to walk there.

It was just past nine o'clock, and the number of ordinary pedestrians in the South Street area had become sparse, while the number of homeless people standing in the shadows by the roadside had begun to increase.

Although Rongdingge's previous charity events were not very successful, they still managed to distribute over a hundred boxed meals, so the homeless people in the neighborhood were relatively friendly towards Rongdingge's employees.

Some people even jokingly asked when the next meal delivery would be.

In fact, most of the local homeless people once had a decent job, and even had marriage and housing.

They ended up on the streets for various reasons; they were just pitiful people.

As they approached the apartment, Chen Yuan noticed that the LAPD patrol car, which usually loafed around across the street, was nowhere to be seen.

This means there's no way to use Officer Lister's power to drive away the gangsters hiding nearby.

These gangsters were clearly not petty thugs like Mad Dog Johnny.

They behaved very cautiously, some even standing on the roadside chatting like passersby.

Black men like this, idling around at night, are quite common and wouldn't attract the attention of ordinary people.

Some stood in a nearby alley, using the shadows of the buildings to stare intently at Chen Yuan.

Others followed Chen Yuan not far behind, thinking they hadn't been discovered.

However, within Chen Yuan's field of vision, every black man watching him nearby had a red-framed system panel above his head, which was extremely conspicuous in the night.

There were at least eight gangsters surrounding the area.

There were three people in a black Dodge Challenger directly in front of them.

They almost completely surrounded Chen Yuan, and even prepared a vehicle to prevent him from escaping.

Unless you use villain points to enhance your physical strength or even exchange them for fighting skills, it's impossible to defeat them head-on.

However, Chen Yuan only had 300 villain points left, and exchanging them for any advanced skill would lead to "bankruptcy".

It's safer to avoid direct physical conflict with these black guys.

[Target: Glick, 28 years old. A low-ranking member of the "Bloody Hands" gang in the South District.]

[Recent criminal acts: A few hours ago, Daryl was brutally interrogated because he had hidden a cell phone containing evidence of assassinations, money laundering, and collusion with high-ranking members of the Los Angeles gang. It was also learned that Daryl had given the phone to an Asian waiter at the Rongdingge Chinese restaurant.]

So that's how it is. Not only did that black guy who bought things for free hide what the boss wanted, he also knew how to "shift the blame" and pin it on Chen Yuan.

No wonder the Blood Hand Gang came looking for him.

On a whim, Chen Yuan, as usual, casually bought a latte from a coffee shop on the street corner.

Then, as he walked, he took out his phone, pressed a few buttons randomly, and then put the phone to his ear.

He walked specifically towards the black Dodge Challenger parked on the side of the street, and said loudly:

"I've found the whereabouts of the item Mad Bear offered a bounty for!"

The three black men in the car immediately perked up their ears.

The Sinaloa Gang leader, Mad Bear, is offering a reward for finding that lost cell phone, isn't he?

It seems Daryl wasn't lying; he really did hand the item over to the Asian man!

However, Chen Yuan's tone then turned murderous:

"However, the Blood Hand Gang already knows the whereabouts of the item and has even arranged for a few clueless lads to hide downstairs at my apartment building."

The three black men in the car, as well as the man following behind Chen Yuan, were immediately stunned.

They've been discovered? How is that possible?

The group immediately prepared to grab Chen Yuan, but after being swept by Chen Yuan's cold gaze, they all instinctively froze inside the car.

Chen Yuan continued speaking to the "person" on the other end of the phone:

"Since the Blood Hand Gang dares to trespass on my territory, consider this intelligence a small gift to Sinaloa."

"Tell Mad Bear a message. What he wants is currently hidden in Old Man's Auto Dismantling Plant in the South District."

He then hung up the phone, raised his coffee cup, and smiled as he waved to the three Bloodhands members in the Dodge, as if greeting an old acquaintance.

"Hey, Glick! Did Daryl tell you that the thing was with me? Damn it, you've been tricked!"

"The stuff is at Old Man's Auto Dismantling Plant in the South District. But I suggest you hurry, or the Sinaloa people will beat you to it!"

The people inside the car stared at Chen Yuan in disbelief.

They never expected that Chen Yuan would reveal the information to Mad Bear of the Sinaloa gang right in front of them.

Most importantly, how did Chen Yuan recognize them?

Could it really be as Daryl said, that this seemingly ordinary Asian man is actually a powerful and unassuming gangster boss?

Yes, that must be it.

The powerful aura Chen Yuan exuded during his conversation with the people from Sinaloa was something no ordinary waiter could fake.

But what to do next? Chen Yuan has already leaked the information to the Blood Hand Gang's mortal enemy, and he seems to be fearless. Are we really confident that we can capture him and bring him back?

Inside the car, the underling, Glick, secretly winked at Blackie, who had been following Chen Yuan, seemingly wanting him to ambush Chen Yuan.

In any case, let's take down this strange Asian man first.

But then Chen Yuan suddenly turned around and laughed:

"Hey Barney, how's your son doing? I heard you pulled off a big heist last night?"

The black man named Barney's expression changed drastically on the spot.

His son broke his leg playing soccer a few days ago and needs a large sum of money for medical expenses.

Therefore, Barney broke into the house alone last night and successfully stole several thousand dollars.

However, he didn't even tell anyone in the gang about this, since according to the rules of the underworld, a portion of the money earned had to be handed over.

But how did this Asian man know that?

At this moment, Chen Yuan leaned closer and continued:

"Listen, Barney! If I were you, I'd be heading to Papa's Auto Dismantling Plant right now. If we're fast enough, we can get what you want before the Sinaloa people do."

As he spoke, Chen Yuan patted the black man on the shoulder and tidied up his somewhat disheveled leather jacket.

"Wishing your young man a speedy recovery!"

After saying that, Chen Yuan strode away amidst Barney's horrified gaze!

[Ding! Detected that the host has threatened a gang member with personal privacy. 10 Villain Points awarded.]

Inside the Dodge, the underling, Glick, hesitated for a moment before finally whispering:

"This Asian man is really strange; let's not provoke him for now. The most important thing right now is to find Daryl's hidden cell phone."

He then waved for Barney, who was following Chen Yuan outside, to get in the car, and sped off towards Old Man's Auto Dismantling Plant.

A few minutes later, Chen Yuan, who had already returned to his apartment, took out an old black cell phone again.

The phone wasn't his; he'd taken it from Blackie's jacket during their earlier encounter.

With a hand speed of up to 1.2, Barney, who was in a state of shock, did not notice Chen Yuan's little movements at all.

This older model iPhone, despite having a lock screen password, still retains the SIM card slot.

He found a SIM card ejector tool and easily removed the SIM card, which he then inserted into an old mobile phone.

Then he used the number that belonged to Barney, a member of the Blood Hands, to call Officer Lister.

"Hey, Officer Lister!"

Chen Yuan imitated the distinctive street accent of the black man and said,

"You don't need to know who I am. I just want to tell you that what Daryl hid is hidden in Old Man's Auto Dismantling Plant in the South Side."

"Do you think I'm joking, buddy?"

"The Blood Hand Gang is on their way there, but I think your police force will be very interested as well. If I were you, I would definitely go and check it out."

After saying that, Chen Yuan hung up the phone without waiting for Lister to speak again.

Two of tonight's main characters have already appeared.

But without the Sinaloa gang, it just doesn't feel quite the same.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan got up, went outside, and knocked on his neighbor's door.

Amir quickly opened the door, and upon seeing that it was Chen Yuan, he immediately showed a look of surprise and delight.

"Chen Yuan, are you alright? Those guys didn't do anything to you, did they?"

Chen Yuan leaned casually against the doorframe and smiled:

"I wandered around outside the apartment for a while, waiting for those tagalongs to leave before going home. It's all thanks to your reminder."

Amir breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you're alright, but how did you get involved with those gangsters? Is it because of what happened with Mad Dog Johnny last time, and they're retaliating?"

Chen Yuan shook his head: "It's the Blood Hand Gang, not Mad Dog Johnny. By the way, do you know anyone from Sinaloa?"

Since his parents were not around, Amir sometimes ran errands for local gang members to earn a meager income, and he was fairly familiar with the neighborhood.

Sure enough, he nodded and said, "I know a few outsiders. But what do you want with them? The Mexicans in the Sinaloa Gang are all madmen you shouldn't mess with."

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I just wanted to give them a surprise!"