Chapter 955: How Old Are You? Old Friends Finally Meet!

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The next day.

Su Yang took a ride early and arrived at Upper City District.

Looking at the magnificent building before him, he tidied his attire and, facing the curtain‑wall glass, brushed his dragon‑beard back‑style hair.

He then lifted his leg and walked toward the security check area.

The Security Guards on both sides were tall and robust, watching every person who entered or left.

Su Yang swiped his Hand Ring, and the scanner immediately emitted a beam of light.

It scanned him from head to foot meticulously.

"Safe!"

A mechanical voice sounded, and the Gate opened.

Su Yang arrived at the first‑floor elevator lobby.

He found the place already overcrowded.

Men and women alike were either looking down at their Hand Rings or looking up at the elevator, waiting for it to arrive on the first floor.

A strong odor emanated from his body.

It was as if he had been dead for a long time…

"So tired, I want to die…"

"Sigh, if the salary weren't high, I'd have quit ages ago."

"Who says it isn't?"

"Hey, have you heard about what happened last night?"

"What?"

"A friend of mine who works in the Enforcer department said that last night the whole force launched an attack, of a scale never seen before!"

"Huh? What happened?"

"It's all the Lower City District's mess; that place lost many lives, residents suffered huge property losses, and it made their Boss almost burst a Blood Vessel."

"Riot?"

"No, reliable reports say it seems many Beastmen caused chaos."

"What?!"

The voices suddenly lowered a lot, turning into whispered murmurs.

After listening, Su Yang furrowed his Brow.

At first he thought his 'Masterpiece' had spread throughout the city.

But later it was said there was more than one Beastmen.

That would mean…

"Gene Modification warriors are powering up?"

"Ding—"

The elevator doors opened, and everyone suddenly looked up, swarming inside.

Su Yang quietly gathered strength and walked in with ease.

He pressed the button for the 70th floor, then stood in a corner pondering the recent conversation.

Beastmen wreak havoc in all directions, proving that not only Mingguang Street suffers.

The news omitted the incident, perhaps to avoid panicking the public.

Then…

It also shows that the stray Beastmen are more than just one or two.

"Li Sanjiang chose to inject the drug because he received a favor."

"And the 'Rejuvenation Needle' was purchased voluntarily."

"If the same Organization is behind this…"

"Appearing in a well‑spray manner on the same day, what is the intention?"

The Imperial Company has many Black Glove agents, specialized in handling such incidents.

However, Gene Modification warriors, including Su Yang, have no blood‑thirsty Side Effect.

Catching criminals and punishing evil is what Enforcers should do.

It has not a single cent of relation with the Imperial Company.

Then…

Why do they go to great lengths, risking overstepping to eliminate the Fierce Beast?

Could it simply be out of a sense of justice?

Relying on the power of technology to make the world bright?

For capital, this viewpoint obviously cannot stand.

After spending massive capital, manpower and resources to painstakingly cultivate Superhuman beings.

Would they waste it on a cat‑and‑mouse game?

Thinking this far, Su Yang could not help but consider the issue from a conspiracy theory angle.

"Ding—"

The elevator arrived at the 70th floor.

Su Yang stepped out, followed the signs to the conference room.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw a layout similar to an auditorium.

Many men and women in suits and leather shoes were already seated.

When the door opened, some people turned their heads to look.

At that moment, Su Yang noticed that these people, without exception—

All had scarlet eyes.

"All players?"

He casually found a seat toward the back and sat down, roughly counting.

The number was about one hundred.

After a while, a woman in the front row suddenly stood up and walked toward the back rows.

Facing many scrutinizing gazes, she stared straight ahead without averting her eyes.

Su Yang glanced over and saw that the woman's figure was exaggeratedly beautiful.

She wore a sharply tailored charcoal-gray suit, its cinched waist perfectly outlining a slender waistline.

Under her neat shoulder-length short hair was a cleanly contoured egg-shaped face, the Brow peaks slightly raised, the Corner of Eye bearing a natural upward curve.

Not exactly stunning, but gave a very comfortable impression.

Just as Su Yang was glancing, the woman suddenly changed direction and walked toward him.

"Hm?"

Su Yang met her gaze, looking at her curved Brow and eyes expression, slightly startled.

Coming at me?

"Bang!"

The woman plopped her bottom down beside him.

A faint perfume scent wafted toward him.

After settling, the woman crossed her hands over her chest, lifted her legs into a crossed position, and said nothing.

Su Yang boasted his modeling was top-tier, yet he wasn't at the level of being loved by everyone.

He didn't think she came because of his looks.

He searched his Brain once, and found no memory of this face.

Even a similar figure yielded nothing.

"Hello," the woman sent a greeting.

"Hm, hello," Su Yang replied.

The woman fell silent again.

Su Yang's peripheral vision caught the curve at her Mouth corner, a faint, ambiguous arc.

What does it mean?

Before he could figure it out, the woman suddenly reached out, "Introduce yourself, I am 'Wu Ya'."

"Demon," Su Yang lowered his head and glanced, but did not shake hands.

"Your surname is Demon?" the woman asked.

"Your surname is Wu?" Su Yang retorted.

The woman tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, smiled, and asked, "How old are you?"

"Twenty," Su Yang said.

'Wu Ya' turned her head, smiling coyly, "I'm not asking about age."

Su Yang also turned his head to meet hers, smiling slightly, "I'm not talking about age either."

The atmosphere suddenly turned eerie.

The joke that wasn't a joke let Su Yang's Scent Perception detect a hint of familiarity.

'Wu Ya' lowered her leg and said, "Guys making lewd jokes really loses points, even if you're good-looking."

Su Yang nodded without taking a stance, "Indeed, girls who open their Mouth to tease are also off-putting, especially those who aren't that attractive."

?

'Wu Ya' laughed instead of getting angry, "Is your strength even half as good as your Mouth skill?"

Su Yang shrugged, "Far from it, I only know how to fire Mouth cannon, nothing else works."

With that, 'Wu Ya' propped her chin, smiled faintly, "Seems we really have a strong fate connection."

Su Yang looked at her eyes, that familiar feeling resurfaced.

Suddenly, he seemed to grasp something, his Brain lit up.

Noticing the change in his gaze, 'Wu Ya' whispered, "Finally remembered?"

Su Yang gave no reply, but suddenly reached out and grasped 'Wu Ya's wrist.

The sudden 'offense' made 'Wu Ya' flinch, her eyes instinctively flashing with ferocity.

"What a beautiful Hand, a red mole at the Tiger's mouth reminds me of an old friend."

After speaking, Su Yang slowly withdrew his hand, casting an apologetic gaze, "We indeed have fate, but I didn't expect you to differ so much in figure from the one I imagined."

'Wu Ya' didn't mind, and immediately asked, "Is it good or not?"

Su Yang thought carefully and replied, "Each has its merits; it's not a matter of good or bad."

'Wu Ya' let out a light hum, as if already accustomed to his 'water-serving' rhetoric.

"I didn't expect the 'Silver Moon' who fought Tongue battles with scholars in the meeting to have such a rogue vibe in reality."

Su Yang's Brow raised, "I also didn't expect the 'Tiger' who despised evil in the meeting to..."

"So frivolous."