Silence.
Deathly silence,
After one punch, the entire Roof Terrace was completely silent.
Only the fierce wind continued to howl, making the huge tal LOGO creak.
The dust flying all around gradually settled, covering the corpse that was once a mountain of flesh.
The intense sll of blood spread, sharply stinging everyone’s nostrils.
The survivors maintained their original positions, like a group of frozen statues.
They stared wide-eyed and open-mouthed at the young silhouette standing in the pool of blood.
Their minds were blank, even forgetting to breathe.
The scene occurred too fast, too violently, completely beyond their expectations.
"Oh my..."
Fatty Hu leaned against the twisted pipe, his Adam’s apple rolling with difficulty.
If anyone among those present could most vividly feel the terror of that man-eating monster,
it would undoubtedly be him.
Earlier, he risked half his life, his arm was broken, his chest had multiple fractures, and he barely held on, narrowly escaping death.
That monster’s muscles were as hard as steel, its strength like a bulldozer.
But now, the bastard who had treated him like a grandson was pierced through with a single punch?
"So strong... Is the Chairman still human? Could he be a terminator?"
Fatty Hu wiped the dirty blood off his face, muttering to himself.
"I think the sa."
Fei Ying sohow sneaked over, holding the injured, bleeding side, leaning close to Fatty Hu.
His usually playful face was now full of shock, his voice floating:
"That punch just now was the ultimate in violent aesthetics... Tsk tsk, compared to Big Bear, I feel the Chairman is more of a monster."
The two exchanged glances, seeing deep awe and admiration in each other’s eyes.
Thankfully, this monster was their own leader.
Behind the broken walls.
Old Chen, who had been on edge, had his mouth gaping wide enough to fit an egg.
His eyes shone, staring intently at Fang Cheng, secretly assessing the young Chairman’s strength.
The first punch created a sonic boom, heavily injuring the Bloodthorn Leader with powerful Telekinesis.
The second punch was faster than the eye could follow, directly penetrating the monster as large as a mountain of flesh.
This was more than just Enhancent in strength or speed; it should be A-Class and above in both aspects.
Even overlapping, bursting out a terrifying destructive power far beyond ordinary S-Class power users.
Even more frightening was his defensive power.
Facing the Telekinesis Storm that could grind concrete to powder, the Chairman withstood it with his bare body, not even having a scratch.
As for the golden glow enveloping his body,
perhaps it was the result of extre body Enhancent or so special defensive superpower.
Old Chen took a deep breath, recalling the Professor’s words when recruiting him.
"Our Chairman’s power is extraordinary. With just his fists, he can destroy S-Class power users."
Back then, he thought the Professor was exaggerating.
Now, it seems the Professor wasn’t exaggerating enough.
"This isn’t just extraordinary..."
Old Chen couldn’t help but clench his fists, his eyes growing more fervent.
This is simply a killing machine made of iron and steel!
As Old Chen was brimming with excitent, Eagle Eye beside him remained in a half-kneeling shooting position.
Through the scope, Eagle Eye saw clearer than anyone.
The Penetration of that punch was more terrifying than the anti-materiel sniper rifle in his hands.
Eagle Eye forced a bitter smile. He once thought he qualified as one of the world’s top hunters.
But looking at Fang Cheng now, he realized.
The Gun Skill he used to pride himself on was as fragile as a stick in the face of such absolute violence.
Compared to the Illuminati’s joy and shock, the Bloodthorn rcenary Corps felt like they were in an ice cave of fear.
In the ruins below the water tank.
The Masked Guest slumped in the pile of broken bricks, his face twisted beneath the mask.
"Big Bear... is dead?"
His hands trembled slightly, unable to accept this reality.
Big Bear was his own brother, his most perfect human weapon.
Years ago, in so ancient ruins, this guy accidentally ate a peculiar fruit.
Although he lost his sanity and beca a man-eating monster, it was a blessing in disguise, achieving extraordinary bodily evolution.
In the mutant circle, Body Enhancers are often at the bottom of the pecking order, considered brutish thugs.
But Big Bear was different; relying only on physical Strength, he was rated A Level.
Once fully unleashing his beast nature, he could even go head-to-head with an S-Class power user.
His abnormal muscle fibers couldn’t even be blown up by high-explosive grenades.
But now, he was pierced as easily as a sheet of thin paper?
The Masked Guest gritted his teeth, eyes filled with shock and unwillingness.
With his last card gone, how could he turn the tables?
To flee, or to continue fighting?
But in his current near-exhausted physical state, he didn’t even have the strength to stand.
Chaotic thoughts clashed in his mind as he suddenly raised his head, his gaze falling on a shadow in the east side of the Roof Terrace.
There, Black Mamba, ready to ambush, stood frozen.
He was like a snake frozen in mid-strike, maintaining his attack posture.
As his eyes fell on Big Bear’s disemboweled corpse, looking at the scattered entrails, the hand holding the Dagger started trembling uncontrollably.
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