C55 The Old Man Huang Was Beaten up by the Fake Piece Sold by the Sun Family

"Hey, old-timer, weren't you the one bragging about how fast you could run?"

"Why don't you show us some more of that speed?"

In a narrow alley up ahead, several young men, out of breath, were glaring daggers at the elderly man.

Clad in a hospital gown, the man appeared to be in his seventies.

He scoffed at the sight of the tattooed youths.

Pointing to Lin Chen beside him, he scoffed, "Run? Haha, you kids are just too green."

"See this guy here? He's my big brother!"

"On the streets, they say he's the one who 'Gods and Buddhas' themselves can't stop. Picking on an old man like me? That's no skill."

"Try messing with my big brother if you're so tough."

"And just so you know, if you even lay a finger on him, my big brother here will make sure you regret it—big time!"

The old man's rant didn't just send the young men into fits of laughter.

Even Lin Chen, coming to his senses, couldn't help but chuckle.

Where did this eccentric old fellow pop up from?

He was obviously trying to make Lin Chen his fall guy, yet he had the gall to sound so bold and confident!

"Damn it, this kid's way too cocky. Boys, take him down!"

The young men sneered menacingly, pulling out hammers from their pockets and charging at them with ferocity.

Lin Chen cast a cool glance at the old man, who was now visibly flustered.

He swiftly stepped up and launched a punch that sent one of the attackers flying through the air.

"Hiss!"

"Is this kid for real?"

"Little Fatty, all 200 pounds of him, knocked out cold with one punch?"

"Guys, this one's no pushover. Time to bail!"

"We'll settle the score with this old con artist later!"

Seeing Lin Chen's formidable display, the other young men's faces twisted in fear. They quickly scooped up their floored comrade and beat a hasty retreat.

"Cough... Uh, big brother, you're truly divine!"

"You floored them with just one punch. You're the epitome of our generation. My respect for you flows like the endless Yellow River."

"But, uh, I've got a pressing matter to attend to, so I'll just pop to the restroom. I'll be back to thank you for saving my life."

The old man caught the warning in Lin Chen's glare.

After a round of smooth-talking, he made his move to slip away.

But Lin Chen wasn't about to let him off the hook that easily.

He seized his collar and hoisted him into the air.

"You better cough up a good explanation today."

"Or else, I'll beat the crap out of you!"

Lin Chen let out a cold laugh.

Did he really think he could get away with duping him? It wasn't going to be that easy.

"Have you no sense of public decency?"

"I'm not just an old man, I'm sick too. Does it not prick your conscience to treat me this way?"

"And let me go already, or I swear I'll call for help!"

The old man dangled in midair, his feet kicking as he issued his angry threat to Lin Chen.

"Those youths, they've got dragon tattoos."

"They're likely part of some underground organization."

"Now, what do you think will happen to you once I figure out who they are and hand you over to them?"

Lin Chen gazed at the old man, amusement written all over his face.

"I..."

The old man stammered, his aged face awash with panic.

If Lin Chen's words held true, he feared he might end up dead at the hands of those thugs!

"Kid, what's your endgame?"

"I'm already battling cancer, can't you show a shred of compassion?"

The old man's face was a picture of defeat and sorrow.

Cancer?

Lin Chen activated his Magical Third Eye and examined the old man's body, confirming his condition.

Suddenly curious, he asked, "So, what exactly went down just now?"

An old man with cancer being chased by tattooed youths was one thing.

But using him as a human shield? Lin Chen was genuinely intrigued about what sort of heinous act he had committed.

"I... I was trying to make some extra cash, so I sold them counterfeit films."

"Little did I know, those dishonorable young punks would chase me down and beat me, even threatening to leave me crippled."

"I saw you were built tough and figured you could handle taking the fall for me."

The old man admitted, his voice tinged with embarrassment.

"Pfft!"

"Counterfeit films?"

"How are you not dead already?"

"And why not just give them their money back, huh?"

Lin Chen couldn't help but burst out laughing, inadvertently spitting on the old man's face in the process.

He detested counterfeit films with a passion.

Back when he was cooped up in that dark room on the mountain, the old man had pulled the same stunt!

At every critical moment, he'd either switch to an Ultraman video or blur out everything below the female lead's neck.

At that moment, Lin Chen was so furious he wanted to drag the old man out and reduce him to dust.

"Selling genuine movies would be illegal, wouldn't it?"

"And about giving the money back, they refused to take it!"

Old Man Huang pursed his lips, offering a forced explanation.

"Why wouldn't they take it?"

"Because when I collected the money, I not only spat on it but also used it to wipe my rear end."

"It was to prevent any second thoughts on their part."

Old Man Huang expressed his frustration, "But what I didn't anticipate was that these young punks would come after me!"

"By the way, big brother, you look like you don't have a girlfriend, right?"

"Interested in the movie? This time, I guarantee it's the real deal, no fakes!"

Lin Chen's face darkened as he watched Old Man Huang eye him eagerly.

Annoyed, he retorted, "I don't have a girlfriend, but my wife is expecting our child!"

At this, the old man's eyes gleamed even brighter.

"Your wife's pregnancy is a good thing. Consider this: during this time, you surely can't be fooling around, right?"

"As men of integrity, responsibility, and good looks, if we can't play around, we need some... assistance."

"So, buying this movie, you won't be cheated or regret it!"

Lin Chen couldn't help but laugh at his own irritation.

This Old Man Huang, battling cancer and still hustling to make a buck, was a remarkably stubborn character.

Swindling those youngsters was one thing, but to deter any remorse by desecrating money in such a manner!

A man like that, if he went into business, would surely be an unscrupulous tycoon!

"Old Man Huang, keep your movie to yourself."

"However, you're going to help me pick out some gifts for my in-laws."

"Otherwise, I'll report you to the Police Division and then threaten those young guys to harass you daily!"

Lin Chen's lips quirked up in a barefaced threat.

"Damn, kid, you're even less principled than I am!"

"Buying gifts for my in-laws with my money?"

"And how did you know my last name is Huang?"

Old Man Huang's eyes bulged as he spoke with indignant disbelief.

"With a character as colorful as yours, it'd be a real waste if you weren't named Huang."

Reaching this point in the conversation, Lin Chen's eyes twinkled mischievously.

He went on to say, "Naturally, if you invest in these items, you can trust that I'll make it worth your while."

"I'll not only cure your ailments, but I'll also bring you on board as my right-hand man. Together, we'll quietly amass a fortune!"

At the time, Lin Chen had employed his Magical Third Eye to scan Old Man Huang's body. Beyond the cancer, he detected a formidable power sealed within his dantian. Such a seal was a clear sign of the old man's extraordinary nature.

Yet, for Lin Chen, these details were secondary.

What truly mattered was Old Man Huang's sharp business acumen. It seemed such a waste not to keep him close and tap into that potential for some extra cash.