CHAPTER 596: CHAPTER 185: [3 POISONS]_2

"Jungle! Where the hell is the jungle?"

"Where the hell are you going, you dumbass?! You have the nerve to flame with your failed ultimate?"

"Turn around! Are you blind, you idiot?! Can’t you see?!"

"What the hell, you scumbag, stealing kills for what?!"

In just twenty minutes, Chen Yan’s ears were bombarded with a ton of filthy curses.

One of his teammates in this match was clearly a typical loser with a foul mouth, probably a hardcore Zu’an person.

Even though he kept making mistakes, the moment something went wrong, he’d immediately blame his teammates, and if you dared to talk back, he’d hit you with a string of vulgarities.

Anyway, it was a temporary team, and after the match, everyone else immediately left. Chen Yan’s fingers trembled slightly, and his eye muscles twitched, but he took a deep breath to suppress his rage.

If it were the old days, Chen Yan would have left already.

Or he would simply open up and trade insults crazily with the other side.

But this time, he didn’t leave!

Silently gripping the mouse, wearing his headset, he took a deep breath.

"You’re mad, right? Fine, I’ll endure!"

Second match...

"Damn it, lock it, lock it! What the hell are you saving your skills for, to hatch your eggs and raise turtles?!"

Chen Yan... I endure!!

Third match...

"Are you blind?! Can’t you see? Have your eyeballs been run over by a garbage truck?!"

Chen Yan’s hair stood on end, silently reciting the Purifying Heart Spell... I, I’ll freaking make peace with this emotion!!

Fourth match...

That guy made another mistake, and before others could react, he spewed foul language, immediately shifting the blame to his teammates and cursing viciously.

Chen Yan... I endure... I...

To hell with enduring!!!!!!!!!

Enduring makes anger worse, stepping back increases breast growth!!

Chen Yan threw the mouse, instantly unleashing insults!

He said the nastiest and dirtiest things he could think of.

After cursing a few sentences, the other side wasn’t backing down in the slightest, even challenging him to meet in real life.

"Fine! Real life it is! If you have guts, give me an address!"

"X County, Red Cat Internet Café! Come on, you scumbag, I dare you..."

Who knows if the other party was brainless, just that cocky, or simply didn’t believe anyone would actually go through the trouble from online to offline. He arrogantly blurted it out.

Chen Yan took off his headset and tossed it aside, standing up and striding out the door!

The lady behind the counter was stunned, just about to say something, but Chen Yan was already out of sight.

Once outside, he went around to the alley behind the internet café. There were no surveillance cameras here, and Chen Yan immediately transformed into a sparrow and flew out with a swoosh!

X County belongs to a neighboring province of Jinling Prefecture, not far from Jinling. Less than a hundred kilometers away.

Given Chen Yan’s remarkable physical prowess, even as a sparrow, he was a super sparrow among sparrows.

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That evening, in X County, Chen Yan landed in a deserted place and used his phone’s GPS to find Red Cat Internet Café.

He used the Transformation Technique to turn into a nondescript-looking man and took a cab to Red Cat Internet Café.

Standing at the entrance, as soon as he walked in, he heard that familiar cursing voice.

"Oh pretty mom, pretty mom! I’m so arrogant, pretty mom..."

He looked over and saw a guy sitting at the second row on the left.

He didn’t look very young, certainly an adult.

His hair was a mess, and his face shone with the oiliness from staying up all night.

Wearing a dirty T-shirt, his exposed arms were tattooed, but he was so skinny he looked like an empty potato sack—like a huge drug addict.

The ashtray in front of him was already filled with cigarette butts.

Chen Yan walked over directly and grabbed the guy’s hair from behind.

"What the hell..."

The guy screamed, but how could he resist Chen Yan’s strength?

Chen Yan directly rotated his chair, pulling him along with it.

With one hand gripping his hair, Chen Yan slapped him hard with the other!

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap...

Alternating left and right, slapping until his face was swollen like a pig’s head, so much that his eyes couldn’t open, just slits, with blood oozing from his mouth and nose.

He opened his mouth, spitting out seven or eight bloody teeth.

Chen Yan’s face was ashen, but he gripped the guy’s neck with one hand, tore his hair off with the other.

With a ripping sound, a handful of hair was torn out, causing the guy to scream in pain. Chen Yan, with his ashen face, yanked out another handful...

The guy struggled and cried in agony, but Chen Yan’s only response was to coldly yank out clumps of his hair, leaving it patchy and with some areas torn so hard it tore the skin, drawing blood.

When Chen Yan finally let go, the guy was left crying and lying on the ground.

A lot of people in the internet café stood up, curiously and surprisingly looking over.

But no one approached—these days, people’s hearts are cold, compassionate individuals willing to help are rare, and everyone holds an indifferent stance—if someone even bothers to call the police for you, they are already considered kindhearted.

Chen Yan’s cold eyes swept around, and everyone he made eye contact with instinctively backed away.

Even the internet café admin didn’t step forward, just tentatively called out: "The police are already called! Don’t cause trouble in our shop!"

Chen Yan said nothing, turning, striding away, and everyone he passed by instinctively retreated.

Chen Yan knew someone had recorded a video of his actions, possibly even posted it online.