Sky-cracking Rider

If it were not for the intention to capture alive, the "Plagiarist Ghost" would have been shot on the spot. With the penetration power and firing rate of the railgun combat rifle, it would take only a blink of an eye to perforate from the chest to the back with triple-digit holes. Because of the "Plagiarist Ghost's" rashness, he received a completely different treatment from Chen Fei. He not only endured a shot of the supernatural ability suppressant but also wore a collar around his neck that could simultaneously disrupt elemental energy, Battle Qi, and spiritual power. His hands and feet were tightly bound with high-polymer restraining straps, rendering him completely immobile and lying flat on his back in front of Chen Fei. Chen Fei too received a shot of the supernatural ability suppressant, but he had only a pair of high-polymer handcuffs on his wrists and no further constraints, probably because revealing the identification of the Blue Star Global United Defense Committee had its effect. Xiao Jiu... it stood leisurely on Chen Fei's shoulder, leisurely preening its feathers. No one would be foolish enough to try something against the Pure Light Sparrow—its consistently weak standard combat capability being the best camouflage. If one didn't utilize the Light Elemental Energy, that was indeed the case. The two were locked inside a hovering infantry armored vehicle, not knowing where they were headed. In contrast to the "Plagiarist Ghost," who was mentally rattling like fifteen buckets fetching water, Chen Fei was much calmer; he had his "amulet," so he wasn't worried about becoming a vengeful ghost offended by a Sovereign big shot. Being a citizen of the First Sovereign, it was already good enough that he didn't bully others when he was outside. "Hey, did you copy the special ability?" Chen Fei poked the still-paralyzed "Plagiarist Ghost" with his toe, curious whether the other party had actually managed to copy his own special ability. Best if he had copied the dog system as well—that would really be something! "..." Utterly annoyed, the "Plagiarist Ghost" kept silent, clearly unwilling to respond. "Hey, I'm talking to you!" Chen Fei increased the force on his foot, kicking harder and harder. If the other party didn't respond soon, he might just kick him into serious trouble. Chen Xiao'er was still as ever immune to the supernatural ability suppressant. His temporary abstention from using his abilities was out of courtesy, not because he had actually lost them. "We had no grievances in the past nor recent disputes, can't you let me go?" "Plagiarist Ghost" hollered out loud, bouncing on the floor like a shrimp in frustration. Chen Fei spoke calmly, "No, we are fated!" Of course, they were fated—a five million Star Yuan fate. How could Chen Xiao'er let his counterpart go? Impossible! Whenever the topic of price came up, Chen Fei couldn't help but think of the number five million, all thanks to the grievances stirred by Little Sister Chen. "You…" The "Plagiarist Ghost" found Chen Fei's shameless statement hilarious; who gave you the face to talk about fate, what kind of fate is there? "Anyway, don't even think about escaping, or I will break your legs!" Chen Fei had promised the monk to keep him alive, as long as he could speak, it didn't matter if he was hopping around or not. "Break my legs, let's see what you can do..." The "Plagiarist Ghost" suddenly fell silent, realizing their situations were different. He was tied up tight, his abilities thoroughly suppressed, he couldn't even stand up, while the other was only handcuffed. Using his hands might not break anything, but with his feet, he could definitely kick or stomp his legs broken. He let out a cry of despair. "This is not fair!!!" Chen Fei ignored the "Plagiarist Ghost's" hysteria and continued, "Hey, about that earlier question, did you manage to copy my special ability?" "Huh?" After roaring, the "Plagiarist Ghost", suddenly dumbfounded, struggled to turn his head, trying to look at Chen Fei behind him, and hesitantly asked, "Can I ask, what is your special ability?" Chen Fei reminded him, "Metal Elemental Psychic Power!" This ghost's copying skill is nonsense, isn't it? Don't you understand by now? "I, I don't know!" The "Plagiarist Ghost" wore a mournful expression, even if he had managed to copy it, it was useless after receiving an electric dart and having a supernatural ability suppressant injected within ten seconds of each other. Like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruits; eating them one by one without even savoring the taste before they were gone. He was now just an ordinary person, completely devoid of any magical abilities. Chen Fei curiously asked, "How long can your copied abilities last?" The information given by the Miyoshi monk was vague, and this guy in front of him was good at hiding things, with many dark cards up his sleeve. "I won't tell you!" The "Plagiarist Ghost", annoyed, turned his head back. Abilities that involve life-and-dead couldn't be casually revealed to others. Chen Fei said calmly, "You can choose not to cooperate, but I can break your leg right now." This environment was perfect—only he and the captive in the transport vehicle with no one else to interfere. "You dare…" The powerless "Plagiarist Ghost" had only defiance left. "Hehe!" Chen Fei stepped on the other's left leg, his smile ambiguous. Breaking a leg was good, it meant less chance of escape, even if by a slip, it would be easier to recapture him later. Sensing the sudden pressure on his leg, the "Plagiarist Ghost" cried out in alarm. "1 hour!" Adam: Liar! The supernatural ability suppressant and artificial intelligence AI were totally unrelated. Not only did the lie detector function loaded by "Adam" detect it, but Chen Fei himself could tell that this ghost was insincere, trying to fool a kindergarten kid! "Really?" Chen Fei increased the pressure under his foot. Sensing something was off, the "Plagiarist Ghost" quickly said, "2 hours, that's the max." Adam: Liar! Crack! A leg broke! "Ah, surely he lacked love as a child and calcium growing up," Chen Fei was just that ruthless, otherwise, why would the equally heartless and ruthless Miyoshi Monk appreciate him so much? "Ahhhh, my leg!" Attempting to hold his unnaturally deformed left leg, the "Plagiarist Ghost" let out a blood-curdling scream. Chen Fei stepped on the other's right lower leg, saying calmly, "The second leg!" As if he had just snapped a trivial matchstick a moment earlier. "You madman, are you insane?" The "Plagiarist Ghost" cursed loudly at Chen Fei, having never seen such a hardcore bastard who broke legs without any hesitation. "Last warning, next come your left hand, right hand, and finally, your neck!" Chen Fei wasn't joking with "Plagiarist Ghost", a chilling aura gradually emanating from him, while he spoke in a seemingly nonchalant manner—If the neck was to break, he would undoubtedly be dead! The Chen Family's good baby didn't have a shortage of lives taken by his hands. "24 hours, it's 24 hours!" The "Plagiarist Ghost" shouted frantically, no longer doubting that Chen Fei would hesitate to break his legs. "Adam" remained silent, must be the truth. Chen Fei exclaimed in surprise, "Impressive!" Temporarily copying someone else's special ability and being able to maintain it for 24 hours, no wonder he ranked so high on the wanted list. Once he had copied various abilities adept at escaping, he was like a greased loach that slipped through your fingers. "My leg!" The "Plagiarist Ghost" whimpered with a crying tone, feeling very aggrieved. Chen Fei asked again, "So, how many people's abilities can you copy?" "Five, five different elemental abilities!" The "Plagiarist Ghost" had learned to answer promptly. "Hmm! Quite interesting." Chen Fei withdrew his foot, sparing this guy for the time being. He swayed slightly, and the carriage seemed to stop. The next moment, the door flew open, and a burst of sunlight spilled in. "Get out!" Armed personnel in single soldier tactical armor waved towards the two inside the carriage. The "Plagiarist Ghost" screamed miserably, "My legs are broken!" The guy who captured him was a devil with countless lives on his hands. "Where is this?" Chen Fei got off the hover infantry armored vehicle, only to see a shimmering expanse of water. Someone was sitting under a large sun umbrella at a makeshift dockside pier, flicking a fishing rod, fishing. No other people were in sight. Chen Fei blinked, the "Basic Optical Observer" activated both the infrared thermal imaging and full spectrum imaging modules, immediately identifying over a dozen peculiar presences in his field of vision. Some were hidden in the water, others stood brazenly nearby but distorted the light, invisible to the naked eye of ordinary people. "Come over, join me in fishing!" The person sitting on the wooden pier turned around and beckoned to Chen Fei. An invisible force surged over, compelling Chen Fei to involuntarily walk towards the pier. He looked back, finding no one behind him. The still howling "Plagiarist Ghost" was dragged away like a dead dog; clearly, the other party meant him. Still uncertain about the fishing magnate's identity, Chen Fei took a deep breath and walked briskly over, softening his steps as he approached the pier. "Come, sit!" The other man unfolded a small stool, gesturing for Chen Fei to sit down. "Hello, sir, may I ask..." "I'm Louis, Louis Landon." Before Chen Fei could finish, the other had preempted him with an answer. "Ah?" Chen Fei was caught off guard. This response left him somewhat blindsided. Who was Louis Landon? He didn't recognize the name, nor did he recall any Sovereign-level titan going by that name, but it vaguely sounded familiar. Seeing that Chen Fei still looked bewildered, the other smiled gently and said, "As you see, I am that Louis from Louis Industries." "Ah!!!" Chen Fei was somewhat startled by this middle-aged Caucasian man, who looked to be in his fifties. Damn, so it was this big shot; no wonder the security setup could compete with those at the Sovereign Level. His uncle's National Defense Star Aerospace Company was already a behemoth in the aviation manufacturing industry, yet it still paled in comparison to the big boss of Louis Industrial Company before him. Chen Fei cautiously asked, "So... is there a reason you asked for me?" After all, previously the National Defense Star and the Northern Weapons Industry Group had jointly deployed missiles and combat aircraft, tantamount to arm wrestling with the senior management of Louis Industries who were behind the Hanuman Airborne Group. Could it be that now he was here to settle scores? He feared that the next moment he might be dragged off for a sacrificial offering, likely without even the ability to resist. "Don't worry, it's nothing serious. You just happened to pass by, so I took the chance to invite you over for some fishing and a chat," Louis Landon handed over a spare fishing rod. "Really fishing, literally?" Chen Fei was somewhat fearful that the big shot was playing a high-level game and that he himself was just the bait between the teeth, scarcely daring to grunt a response for fear of being tethered to the line and thrown into the water the next second.