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Chapter 219 - 197 I’m Looking for Kelly

Chapter 219: Chapter 197 I’m Looking for Kelly

But it was already too late, the police car driven by Li Chen was extremely fast, almost flooring the accelerator, crazily speeding towards the distance, with some cars on the road being slammed to the side.

The police also hurriedly got into their vehicles and chased after Li Chen, and in an instant, a chase unfolded on the streets of Vancouver.

One police car frantically fled in front, while a fleet of police cars followed behind, which confused the pedestrians. Sitting in the driver’s seat, Li Chen’s face was stern, his hands constantly maneuvering, and the police car underneath him displayed terrifying driving skills.

Extreme cornering, crashing, violent yet skillful.

"Headquarters, request backup, please set up a roadblock on Route C102."

The pursuing cops were already contacting headquarters, and some police cars even drove towards the surrounding streets, planning to intercept Li Chen further ahead.

Li Chen frowned, knowing that his top priority was to shake off this group of police officers. Otherwise, he would not be able to carry out his plan.

As Li Chen’s police car moved forward, suddenly, police cars from the left and right sides of the intersection ahead came charging directly towards him, and then aimed to collide with his vehicle!

Li Chen pressed down on the accelerator, and his True Qi surged, making the police car accelerate crazily just as the two cars were about to collide and slip straight through the gap between them, before speeding off into the distance.

And these two cars ended up blocking the pursuing police vehicles.

For a moment, the distance between Li Chen and the group of police officers grew larger and larger.

"Goddamn," a police officer swore in anger, which translated meant: "Fuck you."

They continued the chase, but if they couldn’t stop Li Chen at the roadblock, then he was completely gone.

At that moment, a voice came through the radio: "The target has broken through the roadblock."

This amplified the anger of the pursuing officers.

Half an hour later, the police arrived at a bridge outside the city, got out of their cars, and frowned.

"Are you saying he drove the car into the water?"

The officers looked at the car floating in the water and, for the moment, were at a loss, only able to order a continued search before heading back to the station.

Meanwhile, Li Chen had already appeared in a deserted cabin.

"The Ghost King must have taken control of the entire Vancouver. It’s going to be a bit tricky to go in like this," Li Chen thought to himself as he mused over the situation and then took out his Silver Needles.

Pinching a Silver Needle, Li Chen pricked several acupuncture points on his face, and miraculously, his facial features slowly began to change.

In a moment, Li Chen had taken on the appearance of another person, vastly different from before, resembling a European except for his hair.

However, Li Chen’s rudimentary Art of Disguise could only last temporarily and wouldn’t hold for long.

After finishing these adjustments and stowing away the Silver Needles, Li Chen headed towards the city center.

...

At night, the streets of Vancouver were bright with lights, and pedestrians moved at a leisurely pace, with some young women wearing shorts and walking on the street.

In fact, whether at home or abroad, the fundamental skill needed for flirting is courage. No matter what, whether you’re rich or poor, you need to have the courage to flirt, to ask her out, speak face-to-face, and in reality, women hope to be pursued by men. The atmosphere is particularly strong in Britain, the same in Vancouver, and the same in Huaxia.

Kelly’s Bar.

This is an old bar in downtown Vancouver, open for a long time, and most surprisingly, the proprietor behind this bar is a woman.

A woman who can control a bar is never an ordinary woman.

Here, you can freely do drugs, freely pick up girls, and if you feel like it, have sex on the spot if you don’t care about others judging the size of your dick.

This bar straddles the line between legality and criminality, with troublemakers getting beaten severely; it’s a place the police don’t handle, God doesn’t mind and might even show some protection, making Kelly’s Bar quite special.

Of course, if you haven’t stayed long in Vancouver, you wouldn’t know about these things.

Stepping into the bar, a deafening sound hits you; in the dance floor, scantily clad women twist their bodies. Around the bar, you can casually see some burly bodyguards.

Tove was at Kelly’s Bar’s counter, wiping glasses, and at that moment, a man wearing a wide hat sat down in front of him.

"A beer," the man said faintly.

Tove glanced up, then handed over a beer before continuing to wipe the glasses. He had seen plenty of downtrodden, haggard men like this one, so he didn’t take much notice.

But the next second, a statement from the other man made Tove’s hand pause in its glass wiping.

"I’m looking for Kelly."

The man said faintly.

Tove lifted his head, eyes flickering with a hint of surprise.

"Who are you?" Tove’s eyes held a hint of caution.

"Don’t worry about who I am, just get Kelly over here," the man’s face was concealed by a hat, only his lips moving.

"Sister Kelly’s not available, and even if she were, she might not want to meet you," Tove continued wiping the glass, "You should know, Sister Kelly is a busy woman, and she’s not someone we can just summon on this level."

"Just notify her, she’ll definitely meet with me," he insisted.

Definitely?

A trace of mockery flashed in Tove’s eyes. Who do you think Sister Kelly is?

At that moment, two burly black men who were watching the venue looked over, and Tove gestured to them before turning his gaze back to Li Chen.

Understanding the signal, the two black men walked towards Li Chen.

Tove said indifferently, "Sorry, I’m not the one to make the call on this. You’ll have to ask them."

The man in front raised his glass and took a sip before setting it down on the table. By then, the two tall black men had approached him from either side.

"Kid, wanna meet Sister Kelly?" the black man on the left sat on the bar, looking at Li Chen with an amused gaze.

Li Chen didn’t respond, as if he hadn’t heard.

The black man on the right frowned, "I’m talking to you."

"Bring her out," Li Chen said indifferently.

The two black men exchanged glances, then burst out in scornful laughter.

"Sister Kelly isn’t someone you can just see whenever you want." The two black men laughed, "Kid, stop being blind here, get lost."

The black man on the left reached for Li Chen’s beer, but midway, Li Chen gripped his hand firmly, halting any further movement.

The black man was taken aback, he struggled briefly but found Li Chen’s grip as steady as a vise, immovable no matter how hard he struggled to break free.

"Don’t mess with someone else’s drink, just call for her, that’s all you need to do," Li Chen spoke calmly, his hand relaxing, and the black man stumbled backward several steps from the unexpected release.

At this, the way the two black men looked at Li Chen changed instantly.

The black man on the left’s gaze turned cold, "What business do you have with Sister Kelly?"

"You don’t need to know that," Li Chen replied nonchalantly.

"You’re arrogant. It seems you don’t know the rules here," the black man snorted through his nose, "Today, I will have to teach you a lesson on behalf of Sister Kelly."

"You’re not qualified," said Li Chen flatly, not bothering to lift his head as he took another sip from his glass.

In that instant, the black man on the left roared and threw a vicious punch at Li Chen. Without even looking up, Li Chen blocked the punch midway with his left hand, then with a pull and a push, sent the black man stumbling backward.

Li Chen put down his glass and glanced to the left, his eyes brimming with disdain.

The provoked black man, now increasingly infuriated and breathing heavily, moved towards Li Chen, while the black man on the right assumed an attack stance.

Li Chen sat still, stretched out both hands, and gestured for them to come at him. The two black men closed in from either side, wildly throwing punches at Li Chen.

But Li Chen’s hands were as if imbued with a sort of spirituality, effortlessly taking on both men alone; one hand against two, showing no signs of being outmatched.

Tove was almost dumbstruck watching the man before him, this person’s strength was incredible.

With his left hand, he struck the inner wrists of the black man, then slammed his palm against the man’s chest, sending him reeling back, while his right hand cut off the other’s attack and pressed against his neck, forcing that man to retreat.

Seeing Li Chen sitting as if nothing had happened, the two black men were genuinely shocked this time. At this point, the other black men responsible for watching the venue began to surround them, a good twenty or so of them now standing behind Li Chen.

Calmly taking another sip of his drink, Li Chen doffed his hat and stood up, facing the twenty-some black men behind him.

Is he going to take on twenty-some men?

Tove’s forehead was slick with cold sweat. If this were true, then God, he truly had witnessed a devil today.

Li Chen casually faced the twenty-some black men, then stretched out his hand towards them.

Seeing the defiance, the black men charged forward, but the leader was immediately subdued by Li Chen, his neck grasped, and with a twist, was sent spinning through the air to land in the dance floor.

Instantly, screams erupted from the dance floor, and the girls began to notice the brawl.

To Tove, the man who dealt with the situation among the black men with ease seemed almost supernatural, he must be a devil—not human.

Li Chen grabbed a black man’s incoming fist, pulled him forward, and then kneed him, knocking him down; simultaneously, his right hand slapped another attacker, rendering him unconscious on the ground.

The crowd and Tove could only watch as the black men rushed at Li Chen only to be sent flying back or falling down. In no time, only Li Chen stood among them; all the other black men lay on the ground.

The girls in the dance floor couldn’t help but starry-eyed at the easy manner of Li Chen.

Regardless of time, regardless of place, regardless of who they are, young girls being drawn to heroes is inescapable.