Attention

"I don't like to study!" Bai Quan looked at Zhao Yao intently and said, "Compared to studying, isn't possessing abilities much more useful?" "Even if I studied diligently and worked hard for the rest of my life, it still wouldn't beat the effort of someone who has superpowers!"

After hearing what Bai Quan had to say, Zhao Yao, who had won tens of millions from casinos came to the realization that he literally had no rebuttal against his friend's point.

In actual fact, if Bai Quan really managed to borrow the abilities of Roly Poly, he would have achieved so much more than what he would achieve from just studying hard.

Bai Quan took a bow and said, " Mr. Demon…"

"Don't call me a Demon!" Zhao Yao exclaimed.

Bai Quan then said, "Mr. Zhao, please take me as your disciple, let me be your pawn on this earth and together we shall spread the boundaries of hell across the whole universe."

Zhao Yao rolled his eyes and started heading towards the door, lazy to even entertain what the twenty-year-old had to say.

Bai Quan gritted his teeth, glanced at the silhouette of the leaving Zhao Yao before sprinting towards him to catch up. This was when Bai Quan realized that it was actually not as hard to talk to Zhao Yao as he had imagined.

"Mr. Zhao, do you need me to re-gather the faith of our believers?" They so weak and superstitious, by using your name to gather them, they will surely be willing to change their beliefs and follow you instead. With their money and hard work, we would be able to become build up our empire in this world very quickly."

"Shut your trap!" Zhao Yao spun around and glared at Bai Quan, "Let me tell you, from this day on, do not ever host such superstitious activities anymore. Do you understand me!"

"But… Why??" Bai Quan could not understand.

Zhao Yao thought for a moment, " Ever since Marcus went down to Earth, Hell has become a place for those who believe in proletarianism."

Across the road, in between the house of the brothers and a small car, both a young man and a middle-aged man gazed intently towards the direction of the master bedroom as if they were carrying out some form of surveillance.

The young man then said, "Master, what are we still waiting for? Why can't we arrest them yet?"

The middle-aged man took a puff of his cigarette, "We are here to collect evidence!" he continued, "the decision to arrest them or not is all up to our superiors and it should be the least of your concern."

"But this is purely multi-leveled marketing. I still saw college students being cheated into it yesterday, how can we just let this happen and not take action?" The young man protested.

Before the middle-aged man had the chance to speak, a dozen men and women burst out of the room. Seconds later, even more people poured out from the entrance of the room screaming as they did.

"What is going on?"

Before the two men could react, people had already dispersed in all directions in a panic-stricken manner, as if they were victims of the disaster.

Lin Chen rushed out immediately, stopped a man and asked, "What happened? Why did you all run out?"

"Demon! There is a comical demon!" The man shouted and escaped which left the young man very confused.

"Master, what should we do?"

The Middle-aged man said, "Let me report to our superiors first, don't do anything rash."

Watching the middle-aged man on the phone, the young man looked on helplessly, watching the crowd gradually disperse; his master had also finally finished his call.

The young man asked, "So, what should we do?"

His master frowned and replied, "Let us just wait and observe for any further abnormalities."

"What are our superiors thinking?" The young man said angrily, "Are they just going to let those scums get away?"

"You do not act on impulse; they must have their rationale for doing so." Having said that, the middle-aged man did not understand why they were told to stay put too.

At this moment, the young man looked at the door of the master bedroom. A man carrying a large bag, wearing a mask came out with a large fat cat.

Both parties were just so suspicious the young man could not hold back any longer and rushed towards them.

The middle-aged man saw this and immediately tried to grab him.

"Stop, Lin Chen, what are you doing!"

However, with a quick adjustment, Lin Chen managed to dodge the grasp of the middle-aged man.

"Hold it right there!" Lin Chen pointed at Zhao Yao. Lin Chen sprinted towards Zhao Yao and in the blink of an eye, Lin Chen had already grabbed on to Zhao Yao's collar ready to subdue him.

Lin Chen had absolutely no mercy toward people who use multi-level marketing tactics and nothing held him back from hurting them.

Seeing Lin Chen behaving so rashly, the middle-aged guy's heart sunk and thought to himself "here we go again, this brat is uncontrollable"

The middle-aged man could not help but shut his eyes and silently prayed, "Do hurt anybody, do hurt anybody!"

Upon seeing a quickly approaching Lin Chen, Zhao Yao frowned.

Charging forward, the wind blew strongly in his face. A strong bout of manliness lingered in the air and every sensory organ in his body told him that the opponent in front of him was going to be of incredible strength. His opponent sent mini tremors through the ground as he stomped his feet angrily on the ground, bracing for the imminent attack.

Zhaoyao wondered, "Isn't he another member of the brotherhood?" Looking at the way Lin Chen approached, Zhao Yao was not planning to hold back either.

The next moment, accompanied by a loud bang, Lin Chen flew a few meters back and crashed hard onto the ground even before he could strike.

Lin wanted to get up but felt a sharp pain in his chest. Even after taking a deep breath of cold air, Lin Chen was still unable to get up.

The middle-aged man immediately rushed to help Lin up before asking if he was alright.

Lin Chen then quickly replied, "where is that little brat"

The middle-aged man looked up to try and locate ZhaoYao but there was not even a trace of him in sight. Stunned by what had just happened, he then asked, "Who on earth was that guy? How did he even beat a champ like you?"

Barely able to speak, Lin Chen muttered to himself, "his movements were way too fast. I was careless this time, wait till we meet again the next time, I'm going to…"

Before he could complete his sentence, Lin Chen had already passed out, having his breath beat out of him by Zhao Yao's single blow.

A few hours later, Lin Chen slowly opened his eyes. Looking up at the pure white ceiling, he slowly straightened his body only to feel a sharp pain in his chest.

"I remember that…"

"Are you awake?"

Lin Chen looked up, a bald middle-aged man was sitting at the front of his bed, watching him with interest.

"You are lucky to survive the attack of that monster," said the Bald Middle Aged man, "So, do you still remember the man who attacked you?"

Lin Chen closed his eyes trying his best to remember. Eventually, the image of Zhao Yao wearing a mask, holding a backpack finally emerged in his mind.

He looked at the bald man and said, "Do you want to arrest him?"

The man smiled and said, "This is confidential, I have no comments."

Lin Chen looked intently and said, "Take me along and I'll tell you all I know."

"Do not think too highly of yourself, what had just happened was trivial and it does not matter if that man escapes."

Just as the bald-headed man was about to speak, the entire hospital building started shaking vigorously.

"Is it happening again? Damn it, this is getting more and more frequent. If this carries on…"