Chapter 163: Xu Ping'an Was Dumbfounded! The Arrival of the Police!
At this moment, Xu Ping'an looked down at the wailing muscular men writhing on the concrete floor, clutching their broken limbs. He looked at the shocked and disbelieving expressions of the surrounding crowd—the thugs, the gamblers, the spectators who had mocked him moments ago.
He felt incredibly refreshed. A wave of dopamine flooded his brain.
It was as if he had drunk a glass of ice-cold cola on a hot summer day—chilling to the bone, yet making his spirit soar.
In one word: Exhilarating!
"See? This is power! This is what a Protagonist feels like!"
He spread his arms wide, basking in the fear and awe. He was no longer the discarded fake young master. He was a god of war!
...
Meanwhile, in the VIP room on the second floor, behind a pane of one-way bulletproof glass.
"This kid is quite interesting..."
Black Dragon, a man built like a tank, watched this scene with great interest, swirling a glass of brandy.
This Black Dragon Bar was one of his core properties, named after his moniker in the underworld.
He was one of the most famous underground bosses in Modu's Dark World, second only to the legendary [Dragon King] Han Qi (who was currently "serving" Shen Anyu in Jinling). His cultivation was at the [Martial Arts Grandmaster] level (Early Stage), a powerhouse in his own right.
With his sharpened eyesight, he had seen everything. But even he couldn't see how Xu Ping'an defeated those people.
"Strange... very strange."
Xu Ping'an didn't make any defensive moves. He even closed his eyes in fear like a coward! Yet when those people's fists and feet heavily struck Xu Ping'an's body, not only did they not harm him, but they were all bounced back with amplified force. Their bones snapped upon impact with his skin.
"Could it be that he cultivated some profound internal energy technique? Something like the 'Indestructible Diamond Body'? Or does he have a protective artifact?"
Black Dragon stroked his rough chin, lost in thought. His eyes gleamed with greed. If he could get that technique...
However, Black Dragon didn't truly care. He was a genuine Martial Arts Grandmaster! He could crush rocks with his fingers. He didn't think that a wet-behind-the-ears kid could mess up his place.
"Whatever. Let the boys handle him. Or shoot him if he gets annoying."
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Just then, a series of deliberate, rhythmic footsteps sounded from the private corridor leading to his room.
Black Dragon frowned tightly. His aura flared. He reprimanded with a cold face without turning around:
"Didn't I tell you idiots that no one should disturb me when I'm watching a boxing match?! Do you want to lose a hand?"
"Hehe... Little Black, you have quite a temper these days."
Hearing that familiar, lazy chuckle, Black Dragon's massive body trembled violently as if electrocuted. The glass in his hand nearly slipped.
He suddenly turned his head, his eyes widening in pure terror.
Standing at the door, leaning casually against the frame, was an incomparably handsome young man in a bespoke white suit that looked out of place in this den of vice. Behind him stood a silent woman with a sword (Aunt Xiao).
"Y-Young Master Shen?!"
Immediately afterward, Black Dragon's dark and imposing face—which usually terrified grown men—squeezed out a fawning and ingratiating expression that was almost comical.
He quickly stood up, bowing and scraping as he rushed forward:
"Young Master Shen! Why have you come personally? You didn't even say a word! If I knew, Little Black would have personally gone to the entrance to welcome you on his knees!"
If such a scene were witnessed by the audience below, they would surely find it unbelievable.
Black Dragon! The notoriously fierce underground boss of Modu! The man who fed traitors to his dogs! He actually called himself "Little Black" and acted like a servile waiter?
What exactly was the identity of the handsome young man before him?
This handsome young man was, of course, Shen Anyu. The apex predator.
Shen Anyu ignored Black Dragon's fawning. He walked past him and slowly approached the railing, looking down through the glass at the arena below.
He watched Xu Ping'an, the fake Young Master and Child of Destiny, showing off to the crowd, shouting "You are all trash!"
A playful, mocking smile appeared on Shen Anyu's lips.
Black Dragon wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, following beside him like a nervous puppy, bending over to serve. He poured a glass of wine but didn't dare to offer it. He didn't dare to ask about Shen Anyu's purpose.
He knew the identity and status of this man. The Young Master of the Yanxia Shen Family! A single word from him could determine the fate of the entire Black Dragon Gang!
Didn't Dragon King Han Qi offer his own woman (Situ Yueying) and gain Young Master Shen's favor? That was why Han Qi's influence had expanded so rapidly recently!
Black Dragon felt both disdain for Han Qi's lack of backbone and intense envy.
'Why don't I have a beautiful woman to offer as tribute? Damn it!'
"Little Black."
Shen Anyu spoke softly, his eyes still fixed on Xu Ping'an.
"Here! Young Master Shen, what are your orders? Do you want that kid dead? I can have him disappear."
Black Dragon perked up, pricking his ears, awaiting instructions. Killing a kid was easy.
Shen Anyu's lips curved into a slight, enigmatic smile:
"Dead? No, no. That would be boring."
"Call the police."
"..."
What???
Black Dragon was dumbfounded when he heard this. He stood there like a wooden chicken, his jaw agape. He thought he had misheard.
"Call... the police???"
"Young Master... this... this is an underground arena. A gray area. We have an understanding with the local precinct, but..."
Calling the police to his own illegal establishment? That was like a drug dealer calling the cops to report a theft! It invited trouble from the authorities! Usually, even if someone was beaten to death here, it was settled privately with cash and a body bag.
However, seeing Shen Anyu's half-smile and the cold glint in his eyes...
Black Dragon swallowed his doubts. He realized this wasn't a suggestion. It was an order.
He didn't refute at all. He straightened his back and said resolutely:
"Okay! I understand! I'll call the police immediately! I'll report that a maniac is assaulting civilians in my... uh... legal bar!"
"Say that kid assaulted someone. Make him pay up for the medical bills. If he can't pay... make sure he goes to jail."
"Understood!"
Immediately, Black Dragon personally went to make the call, sweating buckets.
Shen Anyu nodded lightly, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.
"This Little Black is quite sensible. He knows his place. He can be cultivated as a pawn."
Then, Shen Anyu looked down at Xu Ping'an again.
'Xu Ping'an... you think you are invincible because of your [Damage Reflection Aura]? You think physical immunity makes you a god?'
'Even a Martial Dao Grandmaster couldn't hurt you physically. But that doesn't mean there is no way to deal with you.'
'Let's see if your aura can reflect the law. Let's see if it can reflect poverty.'
Calling the police directly would bring in the absolute power of the state machine. Given Xu Ping'an's current nascent and immature performance—he was just a student who got a superpower yesterday—he wouldn't dare to resist or assault an officer with a gun.
He would only meekly accept the punishment.
But did Xu Ping'an have money for bail or compensation?
The answer was a resounding NO!
He had been swept out of the Xu Family, his accounts frozen. He was penniless.
If Xu Ping'an wanted to earn money through fighting, Shen Anyu could stop him with a single word to the underworld bosses.
Ultimately, Xu Ping'an would have no choice. He would have to beg. He would have to drag his birth mother, Wang Qin, into this mess.
But how much savings did a nanny have? Enough to compensate for "shattered balls"?
[Ding! Child of Destiny Xu Ping'an's mentality shattered! Plundering +9999 Destiny Value!]
[Ding! Child of Destiny Xu Ping'an's showing off failed! Plundering +50000 Destiny Value!]
...
Ten minutes later.
The wail of sirens pierced the air outside the bar.
The development of events was exactly as Shen Anyu had predicted.
Several uniformed police officers stormed into the basement.
"Freeze! Police!"
Xu Ping'an, who was still standing in the ring feeling like a king, froze. His arrogance vanished instantly.
He saw the guns. He saw the badges.
How could he dare to lay hands on the police? He wasn't a terrorist! He was a student!
He raised his hands, trembling.
"Officer! I... it was self-defense! They attacked me!"
"Save it for the judge! You put five men in the hospital!"
He was directly handcuffed and taken away, squatted in the back of a police car like a common criminal.
As for the few people injured by Xu Ping'an (the muscular man and his lackeys), Shen Anyu had instructed Black Dragon to handle them properly.
They were "victims." They firmly accused Xu Ping'an of unprovoked assault and absolutely refused to settle privately easily.
In the interrogation room.
The muscular man, lying on a stretcher, wept (fake or real, it didn't matter).
"Officer! That kid is a monster! He shattered my future generations! I demand compensation! Medical bills, mental damage, lost wages!"
"If you don't compensate one million Yuan, we will never accept a private settlement! We will sue him until he rots in prison!"
"That's right! I see you're still a student at Modu University? You don't want to have a criminal record, do you? You don't want to be expelled? Just compensate one million obediently!"
...
Xu Ping'an sat in the interrogation chair, his face pale as a sheet.
He looked at the muscular men demanding one million in compensation. He looked at the stern police officer writing a report.
He completely broke down.
"One... one million?"
If he were still the Young Master of the Shanghai Xu Family, one million was nothing. He could pay it with his pocket money.
But now... he was penniless. He didn't even have 100 Yuan for a taxi.
How could he possibly come up with one million?
At this moment, Xu Ping'an deeply regretted his showing-off earlier. It felt good at the time to beat them up, but now the consequences were too severe.
If he didn't compensate, he would get a criminal record. Modu University would expel him. He would become a laughingstock. His life would be over before it began.
"I have a Damage Reflection Aura! I am a Protagonist! How could I have fallen to this point? Why didn't the system give me money?!"
"What to do? What should I do now?"
Xu Ping'an was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, sweating profusely.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him. A name popped into his head.
It was the name he hated the most, but also his only lifeline.
"That's right... find her. She won't ignore me. She is my... mother."
"She worked for the Xu Family for twenty years. She should have savings! She has money!"
He grabbed the officer's arm.
"Police uncle! Call my mom! Please! Call Wang Qin! She has money, she can compensate! Tell her to bring everything she has!"
[Ding! Child of Destiny Xu Ping'an is extremely anxious! Plundering +9999 Destiny Value!]
[Ding! Child of Destiny Xu Ping'an's emotions collapsed! Plundering +29999 Destiny Value!]
...
On the other side of the city.
[Location: A Slum Apartment Complex]
A black Maybach was parked silently in the shadows of the alley, looking like a beast waiting to pounce.
Shen Anyu sat in the back seat, holding a glass of red wine.
He listened to the sounds of Destiny Value plundering from the System, smiling softly.
"Xu Ping'an really is my treasure boy. He has too much Destiny Value to bleed."
"He called his mother? Good. That was the plan."
Shen Anyu put down the glass. He checked his appearance in the mirror—impeccable, trustworthy, noble.
"Let's add more fuel to the fire... and go straight for the kill."
He opened the car door and stepped out into the dirty alley, walking towards Wang Qin's door.
"It's time to meet the 'Mother'."
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