Imposter Young Master
Chapter 952 - 957: The Beginning

Chapter 952: Chapter 957: The Beginning

PS: A reader mentioned that "space thief" sounded awkward, so let’s just call them pirates.

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Indeed, Yang Gang had quietly infiltrated the pirate mecha squad and successfully blended into the flagship of the enemy fleet.

This pirate force had risen rapidly amidst the recent southwestern border chaos and was known as the ’Red Dragon Pirates.’

At the height of their power, the Red Dragon Pirates possessed over a hundred warships and a thousand mechas, but since the former leader was killed, under the incompetent leadership of the current leader, Hu Tu, the pirate group had been in decline. Now, they were left with less than thirty warships and fewer than two hundred mechas, and the discontent within the group towards Hu Tu was growing.

A couple of days ago, some members publicly demanded Hu Tu step down, but Hu Tu killed him on the spot. Thereafter, Hu Tu launched a purge, killing anyone even slightly associated with that member.

The anti-Hu Tu sentiment was brutally suppressed.

At this moment, inside the mecha warehouse of the Red Dragon Pirates’ flagship Nebula.

The mechas that had just searched Yan Qingqing’s transport ship were returning to the hangar in quick succession.

"Damn it, another fruitless search. If this keeps up, we won’t be killed by the government forces of various countries; we’ll starve to death," a pilot complained as he disembarked from his mecha.

"Yeah, the reserves at the Asteroid Base are also almost gone. If this continues, we’ll have to abandon the Asteroid Base."

"We’re so poor we can’t even lift the pot lid, and the boss has just bought his third concubine a thousand-square-meter villa in the expensive capital of the Penglai Empire, spending ten billion."

"Damn it, ten billion. Our total income for the past month hasn’t even reached ten million!"

"You guys don’t know yet? Our Asteroid Base has already been sold by the boss, otherwise, how do you think he had the money to buy his third concubine that villa?"

"What?!"

Everyone’s faces changed drastically.

"The Asteroid Base is our rear base, our home!"

"Damn it, this Hu Tu is a total disgrace!"

Just then, a streak of blue light shot forth, and the man who had just cursed loudly had his head pierced through, dying instantly.

The crowd immediately fell silent.

A few uniformed militants wielding laser guns approached.

"Who else was bad-mouthing the boss just now?" one of the militants said.

The crowd dared not make a sound.

"There’s a reward for reporting," the militant added.

"Him, he was the one who started it," one pilot pointed to the man who had spoken earlier.

The man’s face turned pale, and he collapsed to the ground in terror.

The militant smirked and pressed the muzzle of the laser gun against the man’s forehead, ready to pull the trigger, but his own body was pierced by a blue beam, his eyes still wide open, clearly dying with resentment.

"Who’s there?!" The rest of the militants immediately aimed their guns in a certain direction.

From the shadows, footsteps sounded at a steady pace, and when the newcomer was fully revealed in the light, everyone was taken aback.

"You, you’re the captain of the opposing transport ship, aren’t you?" someone exclaimed in shock.

"No," Yang Gang smirked, "I am now the boss of this pirate group."

"Bullshit!" One of the militants immediately pulled the trigger at Yang Gang, but the shot was completely absorbed by the ion shield Yang Gang conjured.

"Hey, laser guns are useless, quickly use superpowers to attack him," someone said.

Several Wind Blades and a few fireballs were hurled over, but Yang Gang just shook his head.

The genetic civilization of Pandora began a thousand years ago, and no one knows how many times more advanced it is than Earth. However, since technological advancements, especially after the appearance of mechas, apart from the Tianhe Empire, where martial masters were concentrated, other countries relied more and more on mechas and neglected their own superpowers, resulting in seventy percent of Pandora’s superpower users being below level lv-4.

The superpower levels of these pirates were even lower, around lv-2 at most, such attacks were merely tickling to the current Yang Gang.

Yang Gang, not wanting to dawdle, directly conjured a Plasma Machine Gun with his left hand.

The opposing pirates were scared out of their wits at the sight.

In Pandora now, laser weapons had already been widely used, and more powerful ion weapons were in the experimental stage.

But how could this man conjure up a Plasma Machine Gun?

Before they could react, these five or six armed men were struck by a blue light and instantly killed on the spot.

The remaining mechanics looked at each other in bewilderment.

Yang Gang glanced at them, speaking indifferently, "Who’s the boss?"

Looking at one another, they all lowered their heads and said in unison, "Boss!"

"Good," carry your weapons and get ready to attack."

"Yes!"

Inside the spaceship, Yang Gang, whose personal strength was extraordinary, became an unchallengeable deity; whoever obstructed him was dead, whoever resisted him was removed. The Nebula was soon completely under his control.

That fat-faced Hu Tu was kneeling before Yang Gang, trembling.

Yang Gang reviewed the pirate group’s internal information, his expression growing darker.

He had originally thought to spare Hu Tu, but now he changed his mind.

This Hu Tu actually enjoyed capturing young girls and then torturing them to death.

Due to Hu Tu’s perverted actions, even within the pirates’ world, the Red Dragon Pirates had become everyone’s target, akin to a rat crossing the street.

"Open the fleet’s internal communication channel," Yang Gang ordered indifferently.

The Red Dragon Pirates’ fleet communication opened entirely, and the holographic projection showed everything in the flagship’s cockpit.

Seeing Hu Tu kneeling before a young man, everyone in the Red Dragon Pirates was dumbfounded.

"My name is Yang Gang. From this moment on, this Red Dragon Pirate group is mine. And this beast who likes to torture young girls," Yang Gang paused, his right hand conjuring a Longsword directly, beheading Hu Tu in front of everyone.

Everyone was silent, not a single person spoke.

After a long while, the fleet erupted in fervent applause.

Hu Tu’s cronies, seeing the bad turn of events, tried to flee but were all caught and brought back.

After doing all this, Yang Gang checked the radar map.

On the radar map, there was no longer any trace of Yan Qingqing’s transport ship.

Yang Gang’s expression was calm, showing no emotional fluctuation.

He and Yan Qingqing had, after all, encountered each other by chance. It was natural for them to go their separate ways here.

"Boss, what do we do now?" a man in his forties asked.

Yang Gang, looking at the radar, replied indifferently, "Attack the Cobra Pirates."

"What?" Everyone was startled.

The Cobra Pirates were the most ruthless in the area, and also the strongest. They had nearly two hundred warships alone, among which their flagship, Thunder, was a 50-million-ton destroyer. Among pirate groups, it was an enormous presence.

"Boss, why?" the man asked again.

"To cleanse our stain," Yang Gang said after a slight pause, adding indifferently, "You should be very clear about what the Red Dragon Pirates have done over the years. And I believe you’ve heard of the brutality of the Cobra Pirates."

"But, Boss, we can’t beat the Cobra Pirates."

"Do you know who Hu Tu sold our Asteroid Base to?" Yang Gang asked.

"Could it be the Cobra Pirates?" He had an epiphany and his eyes lit up, "Does the Boss mean, attack the Asteroid Base?"

"No," said Yang Gang quietly, "to take it back."

Hooray!

The crowd was ecstatic.

Yang Gang watched the cheering crowd, a thought crossing his mind.

This was his first force on Pandora, and it would become the starting point of his rise.