Chapter 369: Superpowers?

Chapter 369: Chapter 369: Superpowers?

Seeing Yang Pojun actually pointing a gun at Yang Chen, Guo Xuehua, like a mother tiger protecting her cub, immediately stood in front of Yang Chen to shield him.

"Yang Pojun! Have you lost your mind? Yang Chen is your son! Even a tiger does not eat its cubs! Are you worse than an animal?!" T/his chapter is updated by nov(ê(l)biin.co/m

"An animal—" Yang Pojun's face turned livid. "Xuehua, you dare say I'm worse than an animal—"

"Aren't you? You stopped me from seeing my son, and I tolerated it. You won't let me go with him, and I tolerated that too. But why do you have to point a gun at him? If you really want to shoot, then put a bullet through my heart first! I already feel so guilty towards him that I can never make it up in this lifetime. If I can accompany him on his way, I will die without regrets." As she spoke, Guo Xuehua spread her arms wide and stared resolutely at Yang Pojun.

Yang Chen looked at the woman standing before him, her arms spread wide like a reed swaying in the wind, and his heart was overwhelmed with emotion. In his memory, there had been others who had taken bullets for him. Back in Xiang Port, Mo Qianni, unaware of his abilities, had tried to shield him with her body out of love that had burst forth after much struggle.

Now, Guo Xuehua, equally unaware of his capabilities, was ready to take a bullet for him without hesitation or second thought. What was this?

A slight smile spread across Yang Chen's face, like a warm light in the dead of winter.

Yang Gongming's expression turned extremely grim, and he began to breathe heavily, struggling to keep his balance. He staggered back, nearly falling, but the elderly woman beside him caught him just in time.

Yang Gongming, seeing his son aiming a gun at Guo Xuehua and Yang Chen, was deeply disappointed and pained but remained silent, realizing he was too old and powerless to stop his enraged son.

"Master, should we stop them?" the elderly woman asked Yang Gongming with concern.

A glint of wisdom flashed in Yang Gongming's eyes as he shook his head. "No need."

At the same time, Yang Gongming glanced meaningfully at Yang Chen. If everything is as I suspect, this child should be fine, he thought.

Yang Pojun's rage reached its peak. His arm, which wouldn't tremble even when holding a rocket launcher, now shook uncontrollably as he gripped the small pistol. His eyes, tinged with red, betrayed his internal conflict.

"Xuehua, after all these years, is our bond as husband and wife worth less than this boy who suddenly appeared? Don't you understand that by doing this, all my efforts might be for nothing? Our Yang family will suffer greatly! Don't you know that everything I've done has been for our family?"

"The one who disregarded our bond is you, Yang Pojun. I've had enough of your grandstanding. All I want is to see my child settle down, to see our family reunited and happy. But it's always you who ruins everything. As for whom you claim to be doing all this for, you know better than anyone. Can you really say it's for me after turning me into this?" Guo Xuehua glanced apologetically at Yang Gongming. "Father-in-law, I've spent these years running orphanages and foundations, hardly having time to care for you. I'm deeply sorry. Thank you for letting me go with Yang Chen. Once I've fulfilled my duties as a mother, I will come back and serve you."

Turning around, she pushed Yang Chen forward, saying, "Yang Chen, walk ahead. Mom will shield you. He won't dare shoot. Don't worry."

Yang Chen felt a surge of warmth and determination. He nodded and started to move, trusting in his mother's resolve.

"Stop right there!" Yang Pojun shouted, the gun trembling in his hand. "If you dare take her, I'll shoot! Whether or not you have my blood in your veins, I'll kill you as an intruder if necessary!"

Yang Chen paused, looking back at his mother, then at Yang Pojun, and finally at Yang Gongming, who gave a slight nod. He turned his attention back to his mother, who nodded reassuringly.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Chen continued to walk forward, with Guo Xuehua resolutely shielding him from behind.

Listening to Guo Xuehua's light-hearted words, Yang Chen felt a heavy burden on his heart, filled with complex emotions.

"I don't need a woman to shield me from bullets, whether it's my lover or my mother."

After a long silence, Yang Chen spoke and pushed Guo Xuehua to stand in front of him, exposing his back to Yang Pojun's gun.

Guo Xuehua, walking ahead, felt her body shudder. Her face froze, and then she felt a sharp pain in her heart, filled with terror!

"Yang Chen!"

She quickly turned around, her first thought being that Yang Chen had been shot!

But Yang Chen, with a calm expression, merely turned his head and gave her a faint smile.

Behind them, Yang Pojun, who had cooled down after firing the shot, stood in shock, staring at Yang Chen's back as if he had seen a ghost, his mouth agape and unable to speak.

Not only Yang Pojun, but also the few adjutants standing silently by the road, were all holding their breath, staring at something behind Yang Chen with bizarre expressions.

Yang Gongming and the elderly woman shared a knowing smile, nodding in approval.

Guo Xuehua, sensing that Yang Chen seemed fine, wondered if Yang Pojun's shot had missed. How could that be? At such close range, he could probably hit a fly.

As Guo Xuehua looked back, she understood why everyone was silent. Suspended in mid-air, about three feet behind Yang Chen, was a golden bullet, hanging motionless as if frozen in time.

Is that a bullet?! The bullet that was fired at Yang Chen?!

Guo Xuehua's mind whirled with confusion. She looked from Yang Chen to Yang Pojun and then back to the bullet, and she had no words. It was as if she was in a sci-fi movie!

But the strangeness wasn't over yet!

Yang Chen sighed softly beside her ear, and the bullet hanging in mid-air transformed into a golden streak!

"Whiz!"

"Ding—"

In a flash, the bullet shot back, striking Yang Pojun's gun with such force that it knocked the gun out of his hand!

The metallic clatter woke everyone from their stupor!

Everyone doubted their eyes, but the gun lying on the ground confirmed the reality of what had happened!

What was this?! Superpowers?!

Yang Chen turned back, a mocking smile playing on his lips, and looked at Yang Pojun with amusement. "I have a problem with people threatening me, especially with guns. But the old man told me I owe you a debt of life. I don't like owing people, so I didn't stop you when you aimed the gun at me. My heart was ready to take your bullet, to give my life back to you. That you didn't kill me is not my problem; it's your lack of ability. So, as of now, you and I have no ties. Commander Yang, I suggest you never point a gun at me again or say anything to upset me. Next time, the bullet might not just knock the gun out of your hand..."

Ignoring Yang Pojun's reaction, Yang Chen had said and done what he needed. He knew if Yang Pojun made another move, he could kill him without hesitation. No one could stop him.

Guo Xuehua, still in shock, was supported by Yang Chen as they slowly walked out of the military camp. Her mind was replaying Yang Chen's incredible display.

Yang Pojun stood there, lost and lifeless, watching Yang Chen take Guo Xuehua away. He made no further moves, whether out of fear or disbelief.

"Come on, Pojun," Yang Gongming said, stepping in front of his son with a weary sigh. "Stop standing there like that. Premier Ning and the others are waiting. Let's head back to the office, shall we?"