Chapter 1217 I Advise You To Act Within Your Capabilities!
"Let me tell you, my cousin is the big boss around here. If you mess with me, I guarantee you won't be able to move an inch in the capital!"
The driver said, trying to sound fierce but revealing his fear.
"You want money?"
Chen Xuan's lips curved into a smile. He pointed behind the driver and said calmly, "I don't have money. If you want money, you can ask them for it."
The driver froze, then turned his head. His face suddenly filled with terror.
More than twenty people were striding towards them from behind. Their faces were cold, and the aura they exuded was incredibly oppressive.
Chen Xuan had also noticed these people, which was why he had stopped.
"Holy crap!"
The driver cursed and said, "Kid, you just wait! We're not done with this fare!"
With that, the driver scrambled back into the driver's seat and floored the accelerator. The engine roared, and the taxi shot forward.
It had to be said, this taxi driver was truly a taxi driver. The Santana even felt like a sports car.
"Are you Chen Xuan?"
A cold voice rang out.
The twenty-plus people surrounded him, their faces filled with malice. The man leading them, his face adorned with tattoos, spoke.
Chen Xuan said calmly, "I am. Who are you people?"
"Come with us!"
The tattooed man said coldly, with an air of irrefutability.
It seemed Chen Xuan had no choice but to go with him. If he didn't, he could be crushed like an ant.
"Who are you people?" Chen Xuan asked patiently again.
"Come with us!"
The tattooed man seemed to have lost his patience and shouted.
Before his words had even finished, two men had already reached out to grab Chen Xuan's arms.
Chen Xuan's expression instantly darkened, and he swung his arms!
His palms struck the chests and backs of the two men, accompanied by a series of cracking sounds!
With a "poof," both men spat out a mouthful of blood. They were sent flying backward as if hit by a truck!
"Kid, you dare to hit people? Do you want to die?" The tattooed man instantly became enraged.
Before he could finish speaking, a resounding slap landed hard on the tattooed man's face.
The tattooed man was instantly sent flying!
The surrounding people's expressions changed. They rolled up their sleeves, ready to fight!
But to their surprise, Chen Xuan had already lunged forward. He stepped on the tattooed man's neck. The tattooed man, struggling to get up, felt as if he were being crushed by a mountain and couldn't rise.
He scanned the crowd: "Try taking one step forward, and I'll kill this guy immediately!"
Clearly, they were hesitant. No one dared to take a step forward, fearing Chen Xuan would kill the tattooed man.
"Kid, get up now, or we'll kill you!"
The tattooed man looked up at Chen Xuan, his expression contorted with ferocity.
"Kill me? Do you even know the current situation? Are you brain-dead? If I just move my foot slightly, you're as good as dead!"
Chen Xuan sneered, looking at the tattooed man as if he were an idiot.
"Then do you know who I am?"
The tattooed man, with Chen Xuan's foot on his neck, had his expression change. His demeanor visibly softened.
"I don't care who you are. There's no one Chen Xuan dares not to kill."
Chen Xuan scoffed.
Upon hearing this, the tattooed man's first thought was that this person was either crazy or an idiot.
But recalling how Chen Xuan had crippled Su Yingxiong, he felt that these words might not be baseless.
"You..."
The tattooed man was instantly choked speechless.
"Speak, who are you people? What do you want with me?" Chen Xuan asked in return.
The tattooed man said, "I am from the Yanhuang Iron Brigade. Given that you crippled Officer Su Yingxiong, our Yanhuang Iron Brigade needs to investigate you!"
"So you're from the Yanhuang Iron Brigade. You want to investigate me?" Chen Xuan frowned.
"Precisely!"
"What makes you think you're qualified!"
Chen Xuan said dismissively, "Tell Su Yingxiong that he deserved what he got for what happened to him! As for investigating me, I advise you to act within your capabilities!"
With that, Chen Xuan withdrew his leg, turned, and walked away.
"You... you..."
The tattooed man stood up, watching Chen Xuan stride away, his face turning green with anger.
He had never seen anyone act so arrogantly towards their Yanhuang Iron Brigade.
"Officer Long, what should we do about this? Su Yingxiong's master, Elder Meng, ordered us to bring him back for questioning. We haven't even apprehended him yet. What if he blames us?"
Someone came over and whispered urgently.
That Elder Meng was an extremely powerful being with a transcendent status in the Yanhuang Iron Brigade. Offending him would mean the end of their careers.
"What else can we do? I'll report this to Elder Meng truthfully," the tattooed man said, taking a breath.
After Su Yingxiong was crippled, the matter had alerted Elder Meng, who then ordered him to capture Chen Xuan for investigation. But now, he found that Chen Xuan's strength surpassed his understanding, so he could only report it truthfully to Elder Meng.
Soon after, the tattooed man called Elder Meng, who decided to handle the matter personally.
"This kid is probably finished," the tattooed man shook his head.
Elder Meng was a notoriously ruthless figure among the Ten Great Elders. If he personally took action, it would be a guaranteed death!
In an elegant manor, a room was brightly lit.
On a sofa sat an old man in a Tang suit, his face ashen, though it was hard to discern anything from it.
"Teacher, that Chen Xuan crippled my dantian. You must avenge me!"
Su Yingxiong, his face pale, looked at the Tang suit old man before him, his hands tightly gripping his bark-like arm.
The old man in the Tang suit slowly raised his head, his face clearly visible. It was a very aged face, covered in wrinkles. He looked extremely frail, like skin and bones, with no flesh.
Visually, this old man in the Tang suit appeared to be at least seventy or eighty years old, but in reality, he was only sixty.
The reason he looked this way was that he had suffered a qi deviation while cultivating martial arts. However, this old man was very lucky. After going mad, he coincidentally stepped onto a new martial path, turning disaster into fortune and establishing his own lineage!
It was precisely because of this that the old man in the Tang suit achieved his current cultivation and accomplishments!
"Teacher, I suspect the poison in my body is also related to Chen Xuan. Otherwise, why would the silver-ringed snake attack me!"
Beside him, Su Yingxiong's senior disciple, Ma Sihai, also spoke up quickly.
At this moment, Ma Sihai's old face was dark and his expression dejected.
After returning, Ma Sihai had searched through all medical books but found no method to detoxify himself. After much thought, he felt that this matter was suspicious. He concluded that Chen Xuan must have tampered with something, otherwise, the silver-ringed snake would not have suddenly attacked him for no reason!
"Alright, your senior disciple has returned from his mission. I have already asked your senior disciple to come over," the old man in the Tang suit said calmly.
Although a young man in his twenties had caused Su Yingxiong and Ma Sihai to suffer repeated blows, in the old man's eyes, it was far from the point where he needed to intervene.