Chapter 1471 - 1469: The Little Boy

Chapter 1471: Chapter 1469: The Little Boy

Looking at the little boy’s face full of anger, Yang Chen just felt helpless.

Even though he knew the person in front of him was already thirty or forty years old, the appearance he showed was that of a boy around ten, and he even looked... kind of cute.

How was he supposed to lay a hand on that!

Yang Chen let out a sigh and lamented, "My damn compassion!"

"Boss! Don’t be fooled by his looks! This guy’s a parasite host too! I’ve already set up the sniper shot, sights are on him, just give the order!" Night Fire’s voice rang in Yang Chen’s ear.

Yang Chen waved his hand and said to the little boy, "Kiddo, go home. I’m not killing you."

The ’little boy’ let out a cold chuckle. "Do you have any idea how stupid you look, acting all self-righteous?"

"Uh." Yang Chen’s mouth twitched slightly.

Why did he feel like the guy in front of him was really asking for a beating?

"Fine." Yang Chen said helplessly, "Looks like you really don’t want to leave."

"I said it already. My goal is to kill you." The little boy stared at Yang Chen and spoke coldly.

Yang Chen felt awkward again. Honestly, that voice full of killing intent, coming from a childish tone on that small frame, really made it hard for him to take it seriously.

It was like a little kid holding a plastic sound-and-light toy knife, pointing at you and saying, "I’m going to kill you!"

Mm-hmm... the feeling was exactly the same.

It just couldn’t stir up any urge to resist, and he even... kind of wanted to laugh.

Seeing the faint smile tugging at the corner of Yang Chen’s mouth made the little boy even more furious.

"Damn it! What are you laughing at!" Sensitive as he was, he felt Yang Chen was mocking him.

Yang Chen was pretty innocent here; it was his first time facing such a tiny opponent, and he was... really not used to it.

"Enough! Die! I don’t have time to waste on you!" The little boy said fight and then fought; his figure blurred as he charged at Yang Chen.

His speed was insanely fast.

Like a high-horsepower muscle car suddenly flooring the gas, smoke and fallen leaves around him were swept up and rushed toward Yang Chen along with him.

The speed was really insane!

Yang Chen didn’t even have time to react much, he could only hurriedly twist his body to dodge.

In that instant, Yang Chen felt a fierce gust of wind scrape past his cheek, burning with pain.

Followed by a wave of dust.

The boy blasted straight past him.

But in the next second, he turned around and charged at Yang Chen again.

Yang Chen could only retreat.

But the little boy’s speed was truly terrifying—explosive power, instant acceleration, turning... it was practically perverted.

Night Fire and Iron Face, who were watching the fight from their position, were secretly shocked. In their eyes, it was like countless little boys were attacking Yang Chen from around him, even forming overlapping afterimages!

Yang Chen also felt the pressure coming from all directions.

At this moment, he understood: although this little boy had strong side effects, his performance was clearly much better than those five—this experiment on him was more successful.

This should be a more advanced experimental subject than those five!

No wonder he dared come alone and even bragged about killing Yang Chen.

Definitely not your average freak!

After a round of blitz attacks, the little boy stopped, panting heavily as he glared at Yang Chen. "Why can you dodge all of that!"

He was very confident in his speed; he’d never met anyone who could dodge him, but Yang Chen had avoided all his attacks!

Yang Chen smiled slightly and said to the boy, "How about we call it? You can’t hit me, you’ll just wear yourself out in the end."

"No way!" The little boy wiped the sweat from his forehead and stared at Yang Chen, coldly saying, "I told you, I came here to kill you! Until you’re dead, I’m not leaving!"

As he spoke, he pulled two weapons out from his pant leg.

They were Double-headed Blades.

Two Double-headed Blades, the sharp tips glinting with cold light. The grip was in the middle, and the blade was S-shaped, looking especially dangerous.

Because the little boy’s body was small, the two Double-headed Blades in his hands looked a bit strange.

But Yang Chen had absolutely no doubt about the power these two Double-headed Blades could unleash in the little boy’s hands!

"You forced me." A twisted smile curled at the little boy’s lips. "People who make me draw my blades don’t usually have whole bodies left! Hope your guys can find you and piece you back together!"

Looking at the little boy’s expression, a chill suddenly ran down Yang Chen’s spine.

Looks like he really needed to teach this little punk a lesson!

Just as he was about to draw his dagger, the little boy suddenly lunged forward.

Yang Chen quickly dodged.

Swish!

Swish swish swish!

Swish swish swish swish swish!

Cold gleams flashed, enveloping Yang Chen in an instant.

Hiss!

Yang Chen sucked in a sharp breath!

He let his guard down for just a moment and his clothes were shredded into beggar rags! He almost got cut himself!

"Damn!" Yang Chen realized he’d been a bit careless.

He immediately pulled out his dagger and swung it hard!

Clang!

A crisp sound rang out.

Boom!

A wave of dust erupted around them!

Centered on the two of them, it rippled outward in all directions!

Yang Chen had to admit, this little guy was really strong! He could clearly feel the force traveling up his arm!

Very strong!

This power was already no weaker than a Grandmaster-level expert!

In fact, some Divine-level powerhouses might not even be his match!

He had to admit, this guy’s parasitic enhancement was already refined to a terrifying degree!

If this kind of parasitism could be perfected and made controllable, it would be terrifying!

The little boy stared at Yang Chen, shocked. "You..."

Yang Chen took a deep breath and said to the little boy, "I told you, you’re not my match."

"Arrogant!" The little boy snorted coldly, and his other hand suddenly lashed toward Yang Chen’s neck.

Clink!

Yang Chen blocked it with one move!

Then!

The corner of Yang Chen’s mouth curled up slightly.

He lifted his leg!

Bang!

The little boy was sent flying with a kick!

Bang!

The little boy’s figure slammed into the wall with a dull thud, punching straight through it!

Yang Chen bared his teeth, feeling a bit guilty.

He wondered if maybe he’d been a bit too cruel.

But that guilt quickly faded.

Because he saw the little boy walk out from the rubble.

His eyes had turned blood-red.

"You... bastard!" the little boy ground out between clenched teeth.

Yang Chen frowned, growing wary; he sensed danger.

"Never! Never!" The little boy walked forward step by step. "No one’s ever beaten me like that! You really deserve to die!"

"Today, I’m going to turn you into trash! Even a plastic surgeon wouldn’t be able to piece your face back together!"

"I’ll pound you into meat scraps and feed you to the dogs!"

"Scatter you into the sea and feed the fish!"

...

Venomous curses spilled out of the little boy’s mouth one after another.

Yang Chen noticed that the boy’s body was starting to change as well.

His body was swelling up like someone was pumping air into him!

Gradually, that height of barely over one meter started to inflate.

One point five meters, one point eight!

His body also expanded sideways, like a three-hundred-pound fatty!