Imposter Young Master
Chapter 488 - 491 Let’s Go Together_1

Chapter 488: Chapter 491 Let’s Go Together_1

"A female teacher, named Bai Mei." Chen Quan said flatly.

Phut!

Yang Gang’s mouth twitched a tiny bit.

Bai Mei, could she be his stunningly sexy newly appointed e-commerce teacher?

"Oh, from your reaction, it appears you know Bai Mei," Chen Quan said flatly.

"Uh, she is our e-commerce teacher." Yang Gang answered truthfully.

Chen Quan nodded and continued: "Actually, Bai Mei and I were childhood sweethearts. We were engaged, but on the eve of our wedding, she ran away with my best friend."

"Why?"

"She said she loved him." Chen Quan answered flatly.

"Uh..." Yang Gang didn’t know what to say. The plot felt somewhat familiar.

"Did you kill that man?" Yang Gang asked.

"Yes." Chen Quan suddenly lowered his head. When he raised it again, his eyes were brimming with tears. "I killed my best friend with my own hands, watched him bleed to death. For years, I’ve been living in a nightmare. Every night, I can remember the happy times we had together, the fights we got into, the internet cafes we went to, the girls we swooned over together. These once beautiful memories are now wrapping around me like a nightmare, tormenting me. I think I’m going insane."

"Do you regret it?" Yang Gang asked calmly.

Chen Quan gathered his emotions and flashed an odd smile. "Alright, old-feeling-sharing time is over. Let’s continue our Russian roulette. It’s the second round and there are two bullets in the chamber. So, there’s a one-third chance of your skull blossoming. A bloody Blood Mandala would certainly make an intriguing picture, no? Ha-ha!"

Chen Quan’s change of face was quicker than flipping a page - changing from heartfelt nostalgia to a devilish façade in an instant. The relaxed atmosphere suddenly froze yet again.

Zhao Shanshan was on the brink of collapse. The odd mixture of tension and relief was driving her to the edge.

She took the gun, slightly calmed down, slowly raised it, aiming at Chen Quan’s head, then slowly pulled the trigger...

Phut!

Empty chamber!

Chen Quan chuckled. "Oh dear, what a pity. Just now, so many lovely things flashed before my eyes. I almost mistook them as blessings from the Grim Reaper. Yang Gang, have you heard? They say that in the moment of death, people see sights they’ve never seen in their lifetime. The Grim Reaper supposedly presents you with a joyous and beautiful tableau at the last moments of your life. Such a kind reaper."

"Alright, Yang Gang, your turn. Remember, we’re timing this. Each round must be completed within three minutes." Chen Quan grinned at Yang Gang.

Yang Gang picked up the gun, opened the cylinder, gave it a gentle swipe, and twirl, twirl, twirl, the drum played an irregular tune.

After finishing all that, Yang Gang again handed the gun to Zhao Shanshan.

Zhao Shanshan was looking at Yang Gang nervously, her arm felt so heavy as if it was filled with lead, unable to raise it at all.

Yang Gang reached out to hold Zhao Shanshan’s trembling hand, looking directly into her eyes, his demeanor calm, "I drew a divination sign today, it promises great fortune. It’s okay, just shoot."

"But..." Zhao Shanshan looked up into Yang Gang’s eyes and suddenly seemed lost. His eyes were as deep as the starry galaxy. Since when had Yang Gang become so calm? Or was he overly confident?

Her arms gradually lifted as if they were receiving strength from Yang Gang’s hand. The pitch-black muzzle again aimed at Yang Gang’s temple.

"There’s a two-thirds chance of survival, dear God, please protect Yang Gang." Zhao Shanshan closed her eyes, and her index finger pulled the trigger...

Phut!

The faint sound of no shot fired was like a heavenly melody playing in Zhao Shanshan’s heart.

"Another bullet dodged, thank heavens!" Zhao Shanshan’s tender body once again collapsed, her consciousness nearing faint.

A touch of regret emerged on Chen Quan’s face, "The beautiful Blood Mandala that I long to see, will have to be pinned on the next round. Well, it’s resting time. In ten minutes, we start the third round, and a fifty percent chance of survival. Ha-ha, just thinking about it gets my blood boiling. What a thrill!"

Yang Gang’s expression hardened, brooding in silence.

Just then, sirens blared outside. A burly man tasked to keep watch came in and said, "Brother Quan, the cops are here."

"I didn’t call the police!" Yang Gang hastily said. He was most afraid that Chen Quan would feel cornered and start a killing spree.

Unexpectedly, Chen Quan remained calm. "You guys leave, I can’t leave yet. My game of Russian Roulette isn’t over."

"But, Brother Quan..."

The strong man hesitated for a bit, then raised his hand signaling the hidden snipers to quickly evacuate.

Liu Fei looked left and right, unsure of what to do. In his hesitation, the cops barged in.

The person leading them was Yang Fei of all people, followed by Gu Xiaorou and Zhang Miao, with Gu Ran and his SWAT team trailing behind.

Chen Quan showed no sign of panic. He sketched something in the air with his hand and then sat down opposite Yang Gang with a composed look, "I’ve set up a barrier around us, nobody can break in. Shall we continue with our game?"

"Barrier?" Yang Gang frowned, "Are you delusional? Talking about magical barriers?"

Chen Quan shook his head, "Not a magical barrier, more like spatial lock, I guess. It’s my superpower. I heard you’re also genetically modified. So, you must have heard that high-order genetic modifications grant superpowers, right? My superpower is this spatial barrier."

"Damn it! You should have told me sooner. My stamina is now exhausted. If I use my cells recklessly, I might suffer from blowback. We’re risking a lot here." Yang Gang raged.

Unaware of what Yang Gang was thinking, Chen Quan assumed Yang Gang was just a skeptic. "If you don’t believe me, why not stretch your hand and see if you can extend it beyond the barrier?"

Yang Gang skeptically stretched his hand out.

Sure enough, when it reached a meter away, it couldn’t extend further, as if there were an invisible barrier around them.

Damn! Such superpower actually exists!

"Alright, let’s not waste time. Let’s continue." Chen Quan blinked, then said, "Hmm, almost forgot, the circumstances have changed. I can’t give you the gun anymore. Uh, let me think."

A moment later, Chen Quan smirked. "Why don’t I just kill you first, and then commit suicide? I think we get along pretty well. It won’t be too lonely on the road to the underworld."

Having said that, Chen Quan aimed the gun at Yang Gang.

Damn it!

This situation was bad.

Right now, he had no strength left to fight for the gun. Moreover, just as Chen Quan himself had said, he had no desire to live anyway. In fact, he was looking for a way to end his life.

And now, he had found it. He wanted to take Yang Gang with him on his journey to the underworld.

For God’s sakes! I haven’t even left a bloodline behind yet. I don’t want to die!

Yang Gang tried to escape, but there was a barrier around him, leaving no room to run.

Shen Jing and Zhao Shanshan tried to rush over, but they too were blocked by the invisible barrier.

Chen Quan smiled, "Don’t bother. No one can break through my barrier, unless they use a bomb or a heavy machine gun. But then, you would also be shot dead. So, Yang Gang, stop struggling, let’s go to the underworld together."