Apocalyptic Flood: Sexy Beauty Neighbor's Midnight Plea for Food Chapter 361 - 170 Intense Battle2

Liang Yuan was right at the center of the explosion, completely caught in it!

"Brother Liang!" Liu Feifei scread in terror.

Ding Yan also anxiously looked over there: "Liang Yuan!"

Qin Jing was hunting down Wang Weijun while glancing this way.

She saw this scene, her eyes flickered, and she instinctively shouted, "Mr. Liang!"

But in her expression, there was less urgency compared to Ding Yan and the others.

Liu ixin, over there, with her face covered in blood, showed joy: "Yang Ming, well done."

She naturally knew whose handiwork this energy bomb was.

It was the handiwork of Yang Ming, the owner of the Braised Chicken shop who had yet to show himself!

No one knew when he had arrived, and he had never revealed himself, but he had launched a successful sneak attack from the shadows!

In a private room, the door opened, and Yang Ming’s face bore a cold smile: "Spiritual attack abilities are indeed dangerous, so I’ll just blow you up first."

Whoosh——!

The dust from the shattered stones in the air scattered with the aftershocks of the explosion.

Liu ixin, Wu Xingxing, Wang Weijun, and the others’ expressions of joy instantly froze on their faces.

Amidst the swirling dust, Liang Yuan stood unscathed.

And in his hand, he was holding their leader Wang Weidong!

At this mont, Wang Weidong’s limbs were broken, and he was being held by Liang Yuan.

He was trembling violently, trying to enter the Phantom state.

But every ti he started to Phantom, Liang Yuan would strike with Spirit Shock, breaking the Phantom process.

Wang Weidong would then experience excruciating pain in his mind and scream in agony.

Liang Yuan ignored this, and turned his gaze towards the private room where Yang Ming was.

Yang Ming’s cold smile froze on his face, his once proud look gradually replaced by panic.

"Impossible... How are you unscathed? This is impossible!"

He instinctively reached out, conjuring another energy bomb in his hand.

As a seasoned cook of braised chicken, he had to prepare hundreds of pots of braised chicken every day.

The scalding hot clay pots in his hands felt just like bombs about to explode.

Every ti a custor hurried him, he would feel an urge to smash the pot on their head.

And mutter "Hurry your mother!" to himself.

But in a lawful society, he could only fantasize about it inwardly.

However, after the Great Flood, everything evolved and changed.

He too awakened, and his countless inner fantasies turned into his superpower.

He could really create energy bombs with his bare hands.

He could bomb anyone he wanted dead, and they would die.

He beca a core mber of Wang Weidong’s gang.

From a small braised chicken shop owner, he transford into a high-ranking superpower user.

Once, a female manager of Henglong Building was forced into his bed and brutally ravaged, bringing him imnse satisfaction at that mont.

This power to control life and death almost made him forget he was once just a braised chicken cook.

However, just now, when that man glanced over.

He suddenly woke up, feeling a shock and anger as if he had gone back to the ti before the Great Flood, being warned by a custor about a bad review.

He panicked.

Liang Yuan didn’t move towards him, but extended his hand, and a red ball on the ground flew into his palm.

"Since you like bombs so much, why not try my physical bomb."

Liang Yuan grinned, then sharply swung his arm!

"Muscle Burst!"

His muscles instantly bulged, and his Strength Value doubled.

Boom!

The red ball tore through the air, creating a Qi Burst sound.

As the red ball flew through the air, leaving a red trail, the Qi Burst compressed the surrounding airflow, dispersing to the sides, forming white streaks like those seen when planes soar through the sky.

Boom!

The red ball reached instantly; Yang Ming didn’t even have ti to react, and his head was struck by the red billiard ball!

Bam!

His head, like a large waterlon falling from the twentieth floor, exploded with a loud bang!

His body slid and crashed into the wall, splattering blood everywhere.

His headless corpse slowly slid down the wall.

With a splat, it fell limply to the ground.

So that’s a physical bomb!

This scene completely terrified Wang Weidong’s gang.

On the second floor, Zhou Ye, who was about to throw a flying saber, stood motionless.

His hand trembled slightly; he had wanted to intercept that red ball just now.

Qin Jing didn’t know his superpower and thought his power was sothing like throwing knives.

But it wasn’t!

His superpower was Super Vision.

He could see tiny objects from great distances.

Even across floors, he could see the number on a billiard ball downstairs.

That billiard ball appeared just as if it was right in front of him.

He could easily strike those targets with precision.

But just now, although his Super Vision saw that rapidly flying red ball.

By the ti he reacted, Yang Ming was already dead!

"Too fast! Even though I could see it, I couldn’t react at all!"

He trembled inside, thinking that this man was a Spirit Ability User?

What was with such terrifying strength?

What the hell was going on?

Not just Zhou Ye had this question.

Wang Weijun, who was desperately dodging the Ring of Fury, couldn’t help but roar inwardly.

How could the billiard ball thrown by that man be even more powerful than his own throws as a strength-type superpower user?

Was this damn scientific? Reasonable?

Qin Jing was also stunned; she always thought Liang Yuan was a spirit ability user.

But what was with this missile-like power from his throw just now?

For a mont, panic flickered on her face, but she quickly masked it.

Liang Yuan retracted his hand and said, "This farce should end now."