YM778.TV Chapter 167 - People, 3, 6, 9th Class (3)
Chapter 167: People, 3, 6, 9th Class (3)
Clatter.
The iron claw landed on the door frame, leaving specks of blood.
A fat figure wearing a mask gradually appeared.
In the darkness, Chen Yu’s little finger rested on the BB’s motherboard. His muscles tensed up as he prepared to attack.
The figure stood outside the door and observed for a long time. After confirming that Chen Yu was ‘unconscious’, he walked to the bedside step by step and raised his claw.
“…”
Chen Yu’s left eye narrowed. Just as he was about to counterattack, he realized that the other party had only grabbed his leg.
The sharp claws had cut open a few small wounds on his skin.
Seeing that Chen Yu was still ‘deep asleep’, the figure pulled his leg and dragged him to the floor with a ‘plop’.
Whoosh…
Then, the figure dragged Chen Yu out of the room like he was dragging a corpse and slowly walked along the corridor.
Chen Yu opened his eyes slightly and saw the pictures of the girls on both sides of the corridor staring at him coldly.
Hua hua…
Hua…
About two minutes later, Chen Yu was dragged to the end of the corridor.
The fat figure stopped and reached out to press a switch.
Ka ka ka–
With the mechanical transmission, the wall opened to reveal a corridor that went down.
The corridor was divided into two parts.
Half of it was a staircase, and the other half was a slide.
With a swing of his iron claws, Chen Yu was thrown onto the slide and slid all the way to the bottom.
Perhaps it was because he was really ‘skilled’, but Chen Yu still kept his eyes closed and did not make any movements.
Chen Yu felt that by using ‘knockout powder’ to act, it was destined that the other party would not have a high status.
He could wait and see what the other party wanted to do…
Dong!
The secret door closed. Under the dim yellow light, the fat shadow slowly walked down and pulled Chen Yu up again, dragging him to the center of the secret room.
“Another one. Everyone come out.”
As soon as he finished speaking, one figure after another came closer and surrounded Chen Yu.
They whispered to each other and kneeled on the ground together. They crossed their arms and made strange gestures.
“Warriors…” The fat figure raised his iron claw and said solemnly, “The cause of evil. You are the representatives of evil gods, covering the justice and peace of mankind.”
“You are the incarnation of filth, destroying the morality and soul of mankind.”
“Power makes you expand and lose your humanity.”
“Evil makes you jump and swallow your conscience.”
“Because of you, civilization is slowly decaying.”
“Even if it is fair, it can not reverse the tide!”
“Even if it is kind, it can not help the collapse of the building!”
“I still want to judge you…”
“End it.”
The black shadow waved its iron claw and aimed at Chen Yu’s throat. “Your dark life!”
Clang!
Gold and iron clashed and sparks flew everywhere.
The sharp claws stabbed into the ground.
Chen Yu’s figure had long disappeared.
“What?!”
The fat black shadow was shocked. But before he could do anything, a hand was placed on his shoulder.
“It’s really you.” Chen Yu sneered and tore off the other party’s mask. “The boss of the hotel.”
The onlookers were stunned for a moment and immediately retreated in fear. They screamed and wanted to flee in all directions.
“Stay put.”
Chen Yu’s figure flashed, and with a speed that was faster than a normal person’s dynamic vision, he kicked the few people who had escaped far away.
“Crouch down!”
The others were so scared that they immediately covered their heads and crouched down.
“How could it be…” The middle-aged boss stiffly turned around and looked at Chen Yu. “You… Shouldn’t you be in a coma?!”
“Yeah. I was in a coma.” Chen Yu took a few steps forward and removed the iron claw that the middle-aged man was wearing. “You woke me up with the knockout drugs.”
“Impossible! That thing has never failed before…”
“That’s because you didn’t meet me. If you met me, it would have failed long ago.”
Chen Yu looked at the iron claw a few times, threw it away, and looked around. “I didn’t expect that the death of a group of martial artists in Tang City, which almost shocked the whole country, was actually caused by an ordinary person.”
“…” The middle-aged man’s breathing slowly calmed down, and his eyes were cold.
“No wonder the police couldn’t get any results even after many carpet checks. An ordinary person killed hundreds of martial artists. If you didn’t witness it with your own eyes, no one would have thought of this.”
“…Who exactly are you?”
Hearing this, Chen Yu straightened his collar. “I’m the class monitor of Elite Class 2 of Beijing University. I came here specifically for this. Unfortunately, you kicked an iron board.”
Since the murderer was caught, he naturally did not say the words ‘give up the mission’.
“No wonder…” The middle-aged man closed his eyes. “It seems that you martial artists have long suspected me.”
“Yes.” Chen Yu did not comment.
“Are you going to kill me?”
“No.” Chen Yu shook his head. “When the police arrive, you can ask the police.”
“…”
After a long silence, the middle-aged man glanced at the trembling ‘accomplices’ around him. Suddenly, he felt powerless and sat on the ground. “What’s your real name? What’s your name?”
“Chen Yu.”
“The squad leader of Beijing University should be considered the upper class of martial artists, right?”
“Not for the time being.”
“Then, I want to ask you a question.”
Chen Yu pulled a chair from the corner of the wall and sat in front of the middle-aged man. He said condescendingly, “Go ahead. Before the police arrive, can you say a few more words?”
“There are two people tied up by bandits at the fork of the track.” The middle-aged man looked up and looked at Chen Yu. “One is a professor of physics, and the other is a six-year-old boy. The train is coming, and you can only save one. Who do you want to save?”
“The boy.” Chen Yu did not hesitate.
“Then if you change the little boy to an old farmer, who do you want to save?”
“…” Chen Yu blinked and fell silent. “What do you want to say?”
“You’re hesitating.” The middle-aged man said. “It’s not between the physics professor and the little boy, but between the little boy and the old farmer. You’re hesitating. You’re running away from the physics professor as a hostage.”
Chen Yu: “…”
“Because subconsciously, you think that the physics professor is more important than them.”
“What are you trying to say?”
Slowly rising up, the middle-aged man’s eyes turned red. “So, humans are all different?”
Hearing this, Chen Yu became stunned.
He immediately remembered what Zhang Tie said last night.
“You’re fighters. You control power, resources, and everything. Us commoners are the props that you sacrifice at will, right?”
“…Your words are too extreme.”
“No! The extreme is you! The sins of martial artists should be borne by martial artists!” The middle-aged man suddenly became emotional. He walked to the wall and stuffed a photo frame into it, showing it to Chen Yu. “I told you, right? This is my daughter.”
“Yes, I did.”
“She died.”
“You also said that.”
“But do you know how she died?” Two hot tears streaked across the middle-aged man’s ferocious face.
Chen Yu: “…”
“She was tortured to death… By a group of you martial artists.”
Crack!
The middle-aged man crushed the photo frame.
The sharp glass cut open his skin.