So he steeled his heart, glaring back fiercely:
"What are you looking at? Just give up!"
"The password to the Swiss Bank and the entrance location to the ancient ruins, I’ll take them with to the grave. I won’t give them to you, you opportunistic robber!"
However, he remained defiant for less than three seconds.
He paused, his tone suddenly softening, carrying the last hope of survival:
"Unless... unless you have an elixir to save , as long as I can keep my life, the previous terms... cough cough... I can consider doubling them as a token of gratitude for saving ."
"I don’t have an elixir."
Fang Cheng shook his head with a sincere tone:
"But I can give you a chance to personally take revenge."
As he spoke, he reached into his bag and pulled out a mask.
It was a ghastly white Evil Ghost Mask, with tusks curled out and hideous features.
Embedded in the eye sockets were two blood-red Rubies, flickering with an eerie light in the dark corner.
Fang Cheng slowly put the mask on his face.
Click.
As he donned the mask, his previously calm deanor instantly changed.
Bloodthirsty, ferocious, cruel, countless adjectives filled him, like a ghost who just crawled out from Hell.
The Masked Guest was stunned.
Looking at this face more terrifying than his own clown mask, a chill ran up his spine straight to the top of his skull.
"You... what do you want to do?"
Fang Cheng grinned, exposing his ghastly white teeth.
Even through the mask, that smile appeared particularly sinister.
He reached out, grabbing the Masked Guest’s intact arm as effortlessly as lifting a chick.
"Didn’t you ask on the phone if my demands were higher than the sky?"
Fang Cheng exerted force with one arm, lifting this person weighing over a hundred pounds easily into the air.
"Since you so wish to go to the sky..."
"I’ll send you up there now to have a good talk with Captain Hu."
"How about it, surprised?"
The Masked Guest’s pupils suddenly contracted, struck by an absurd thought in his mind.
Is this bastard planning to throw like a dagger?
He struggled desperately, his legs flailing in the air, letting out a pig-slaughtering scream:
"No! I’m not going! Let go!!"
"Take it easy."
Fang Cheng shook his arm, like testing the weight before throwing a shot put, even with a hint of encouragent in his tone:
"Soon you’ll get what you wish, dying contentedly."
After saying that, Fang Cheng suddenly tightened his grip on the Masked Guest’s shoulder and thigh, lifted him by the waist.
Then he took a deep breath.
The muscles in his arms swelled dramatically again, skin rapidly reddened, even steaming strands of white heat.
His energy surged like tides, his bones and tendons resonating together.
A series of dull rumbling sounds emanated from his body, sounding like spring thunder exploding in the chest cavity.
Imdiately after, a substantial golden fla burst out, instantly enveloping his entire body.
The ragged cloth strips hanging on his body instantly beca ashes floating away, revealing a sculpted body like cast steel.
The only covering left was the specially made red Bounce shorts.
"Ahhhh——"
The excruciating pain nearly caused the already heavily injured Masked Guest to pass out, bones groaned under the intense pressure.
Fang Cheng’s palm was like a burning brand, sizzling on the contact with the skin, the sll of scorching flesh spread instantly.
The Masked Guest kicked and struggled desperately, but in the face of those iron clamp-like hands, this resistance was as futile and laughable as a baby pushing a tank.
The surrounding air temperature soared, and the view blurred and distorted in the high heat.
At this mont, in the depths of Fang Cheng’s pupils seed to be lit with two golden flas.
Like a fully warming-up war machine, exuding an asphyxiating terrifying pressure.
And this ti, it was no longer a probe, but a full power output.
Buzz Buzz Buzz——
A dull rotor roar ca from overhead.
The military seed to have discovered their hiding spot.
The black War Eagle adjusted its firing angle, pressing in once again from the side.
The dark cannon muzzle glead with cold light under the searchlight.
The next wave of tal storm, enough to flatten the Roof Terrace, was gathering montum.
Now!
Fang Cheng’s eyes focused, exerting force with his feet.
Boom!
The concrete floor instantly shattered.
He leaped out of cover like teleportation, standing firmly on the helipad in the center of the Roof Terrace, facing the ard helicopter directly.
In the cockpit, Captain Hu, ready to order fire, froze.
He saw the naked figure that suddenly jumped out, wearing a hideous Evil Ghost Mask, holding a live human in his hands.
"What... is he trying to do?"
Witnessing the scene before him, an intensely absurd and unsettling intuition struck Captain Hu’s heart.
Before he could react.
Fang Cheng already sprang into action.
He tightly gripped the Masked Guest, his abs and core muscles contracting sharply.
His entire being was like a spring compressed to the extre, then began to spin wildly.
Woooo woooo woooo——
The terrifying centrifugal force stirred up a gale.
The high-strength concrete beneath his feet could no longer bear this monster force, cracking inch by inch.
Fragnts shot out like bullets.
Captain Hu’s eyelids twitched wildly, his heart clenched as if it was gripped hard.
"Fire!! Stop him!!"
Ratatatatatatat——
The M134 cannon roared again, a dense fiery whip instantly lashed at Fang Cheng’s body.
But this ti, it was aningless.
Those bullets, capable of tearing through steel plates, landed on the layer of golden ethereal barrier, and like raindrops on a lotus leaf, were all deflected.
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