456: Chapter 456 Fighting as they went.

As soon as these words were spoken.

All the Swedish security officers were stunned.

Fight?

Fight them?

They were people from the Swedish Security Service!

They were an official law enforcement agency!

This man from the Dragon Country actually said he wanted to fight them???

Lindberg's face turned completely dark.

He stared at Ye Chen and spoke one word at a time: "Mr. Ye Chen, I am warning you, this is Sweden, not the Dragon Country. If you dare to resist..."

"What's wrong with resisting?"

Ye Chen blinked and interrupted Lindberg, "You are illegally detaining me, so I can't act in self-defense?"

Lindberg was choked up and speechless. A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly waved his hand.

"Take him down!!!"

Before his voice had even faded.

The twenty or so Security Service members around them all moved at once!

The four burly men in the front pounced forward, reaching out to grab Ye Chen's shoulders!

However.

Before their hands could even touch the corner of Ye Chen's clothes...

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Four dull impact sounds exploded almost simultaneously!

Those four burly men were like they had been hit by a truck; their feet left the ground, and they flew backward!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The figures smashed into their companions behind them, knocking down a whole group!

Ye Chen withdrew his hand and looked at Lindberg with an innocent face.

"See, I told you, if there's no charge, I'll hit you."

"You insisted on making a move, can you blame me?"

Lindberg was completely dumbfounded.

He widened his eyes, looking at this scene in disbelief.

Twenty or so fully armed Security Service elites, actually...

Without even touching the corner of his clothes, seven or eight were beaten down???

He suddenly snapped back to his senses, his face ashen: "Go! Keep calling for people! Today, this madman must be taken down!!!"

A crowd surged out accordingly, at least a hundred people!

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow, just about to meet them.

As a result...

His phone suddenly started ringing.

He lowered his head and pulled out his phone as if no one else was there, glanced at the screen, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

The words "Old Man Xuanyuan" were jumping on the screen.

He answered the call and slowly put it to his ear.

"Hello, Old Man, why are you calling again?"

Old Man Xuanyuan's annoyed voice came from the other end: "Brat, have you arrived in Northern Europe?"

As Ye Chen spoke, he raised his right foot and kicked away a Security Service member who pounced from the side.

That speed...

Even Yan Qingwu, who was on the side, couldn't react in time.

Bang!!!

That person flew back more than ten meters, slammed his head into a trash can, and fainted on the spot.

"I'm here, I'm here, just got off the plane."

Xuanyuan Huo's voice carried a hint of helplessness: "Is someone over there looking for trouble with you?"

"Isn't that right."

Ye Chen held his phone in his left hand and slapped away another burly man who rushed up with his right hand.

Slap!!!

The person rotated seven hundred and twenty degrees in the air, smashed hard against the wall, slid to the ground, and his limbs twitched.

"People from the Swedish Security Service say I'm a threat to national security and want to take me away."

"I asked him what crime I committed, he couldn't say, and then he wanted to start a fight."

"So I'm currently engaging in self-defense."

Xuanyuan Huo: "???"

Currently defending?

Xuanyuan Huo took a deep breath, trying to make his tone sound less like he was having a breakdown.

"You brat... can't you be a bit more low-key?"

Ye Chen dodged a burly man's grapple and conveniently slapped the back of his head.

The person fell headfirst to the ground, face first, and his nose bridge shattered on the spot.

"Old Man, I'm already being very low-key."

"Hundreds of them are ganging up on me, and I haven't even used internal energy to hit them. Is that not low-key enough?"

Xuanyuan Huo: "..."

Yan Qingwu stood to the side, watching Ye Chen beat people up while talking on the phone; it was as smooth as flowing water and completely effortless.

When someone pounced again, he punched them away.

When someone sneak-attacked from behind, he gave a backhanded slap, directly sending them flying.

When someone rushed from the side, he shoved them back with an elbow.

Throughout the entire process, the expression on his face never changed, and he even found time to wink at Yan Qingwu.

That appearance didn't look like he was fighting, but rather like he was shooing away flies.

The corner of Yan Qingwu's mouth twitched slightly, and she silently took two steps back to give Ye Chen more "performance space."

Xuanyuan Huo let out a long sigh on the other end of the phone.

"Fine, fine, I know I can't talk you out of it."

"But take it easy for me, don't make too big of a scene."

"The situation in Northern Europe is more complicated than in the USA. Five countries are united as one, and you alone..."

Ye Chen interrupted him, his voice carrying a hint of a smile.

"Old Man, don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

He stepped on the back of a burly man who was lying on the ground trying to crawl up; the person struggled twice and then fainted directly.

"Besides, they were the ones who provoked me first."

"The Manluodi Family spent money to hire the Hall of Saints to kill me, and even directly attacked my home, scaring my parents."

"If I don't vent this anger, I'll lose face, you'll lose face, and the Dragon Group's face will be rubbed into the ground by their propaganda, right?"

Xuanyuan Huo thought about it, and it seemed correct.

So.

He cleared his throat and spoke.

"Fine, fine, everything you say is right."

"But remember, don't cause too big of an international dispute."

"Although our Dragon Country isn't afraid of trouble, we can't bully people too much."

Ye Chen chuckled: "Old Man, I like hearing those words. Don't worry, I guarantee..."

He punched away the last Security Service member still standing.

Bang!!!

The person flew seven or eight meters, smashed into a luggage cart; the luggage cart fell apart on the spot, and the person also fainted.

"I won't cause you any trouble."

On the other end of the phone, hearing this commotion, Xuanyuan Huo's mouth twitched several times.

Not causing trouble?

If you're not causing trouble, why is the commotion over there so loud???

He took a deep breath, not wanting to waste any more words.

"Hanging up, hanging up, do as you see fit."

"Beep, beep, beep—"

The call ended.

Ye Chen put away his phone, looked down at the Security Service members wailing all over the ground, and nodded in satisfaction.

Then.

He looked up at the completely petrified Lindberg.

Lindberg stood in place, completely dumbfounded.

The hundred or so Security Service elites he brought were all lying down.

Lying all over the place, wailing everywhere.

And this man from the Dragon Country had been on the phone from beginning to end.

While talking on the phone, he had beaten all of his people down.

Even...

He hadn't even broken a sweat.

Ye Chen tilted his head and smiled slightly.

"Mr. Lindberg, right?"

"You just said you wanted to take me away?"

"Now... are you still taking me away?"

Lindberg's legs went soft, and he almost knelt on the ground.

Ye Chen looked at his cowardly appearance and shook his head.

"Forget it, I'm not playing with you anymore."

"Remember, next time you want to arrest someone, prepare the charges first."

"Making a move without charges makes you bandits, not police."

He turned around and waved to Yan Qingwu.

"Let's go, let's find a place to eat."

Yan Qingwu followed him with a smile, and the two walked side by side toward the airport exit.

Those wailing Security Service members on the ground automatically made a path.

No one dared to stop them.

No one could stop them.

Lindberg stood in place, watching those two receding figures; his legs went soft, and he slumped directly onto the ground.

After a good while.

He pulled out his phone and tremblingly dialed a number.

"That Ye Chen... has arrived."

"We... couldn't stop him..."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

A long time.

Then, a low voice came through.

"Understood."

"Come back."

"I will tell Lord Thor."

...

The interlude outside the airport passed like a gust of wind.

Ye Chen and Yan Qingwu hailed a taxi and went straight to Stockholm's Old Town.

The taxi driver was a local in his fifties.

He observed the two Oriental faces in the rearview mirror and asked in English with a heavy Nordic accent: "Are you here for tourism?"

Ye Chen leaned back in his seat and gave a lazy "Mm."

The driver immediately perked up and began to introduce the attractions of Stockholm incessantly.

The Royal Palace, City Hall, the Vasa Museum...

Ye Chen was drowsy listening to it, but Yan Qingwu was quite interested, occasionally exchanging a few words with the driver in fluent Swedish.

When the driver heard that Yan Qingwu could speak his native language, his eyes lit up, and he talked even more.

Twenty minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of an inconspicuous Chinese restaurant.

Yan Qingwu paid the fare, and the two pushed the door and entered.

The restaurant wasn't large, with seven or eight tables, and the air was filled with a familiar aroma of soy sauce and spice.

It was already past mealtime, so there weren't many customers in the shop.

A Dragon Country woman was sitting behind the counter, looking down at her phone.

Hearing the door, she looked up, saw two Oriental faces, and a look of pleasant surprise immediately appeared on her face.

"Oh! People from the Dragon Country?"

Yan Qingwu smiled and nodded: "Sister, is there still food?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Sit, sit, sit!"

The woman quickly stood up, warmly greeted the two to sit down, and took out a menu from behind the counter to hand over. "Order whatever you want, I'll cook it for you personally!"

Yan Qingwu took the menu, flipped through two pages, and her eyes lit up: "There's Fish with Pickled Cabbage?"

"Yes! Authentic aged jar pickled cabbage, I pickled it myself!"

"Then one order of that!"

Yan Qingwu started ordering without reservation, "Also a Mapo Tofu, a Twice-Cooked Pork, and a Tomato and Egg Drop Soup... Ye Chen, what else do you want?"

Ye Chen took the menu and glanced at it: "Add a Broccoli with Garlic, and an order of Egg Fried Rice."

"Alright!"

The woman noted down the dishes and turned to enter the kitchen.

A moment later, the sound of stir-frying and a rich aroma came from the kitchen.

Yan Qingwu rested her chin on her hand, her gaze falling on the Nordic-style street outside the window, and she suddenly laughed.

"Do you think the Northern Europeans would ever imagine that a wanted criminal being hunted across all of Northern Europe is sitting in a Chinese restaurant in their capital eating Fish with Pickled Cabbage?"

Ye Chen picked up the barley tea on the table and took a sip: "That depends on whether they have the brains for it."

Yan Qingwu was amused and pulled out her tablet to start scrolling.

Just as she opened Little Blue Bird, her expression became peculiar.

"Ye Chen, your news has exploded."