Deep in the forest, amidst silence.
A series of "thud," "thud," "thud" sounds echoed.
Spades of dirt were flung up, then rustled down.
At the bottom of the pit, several bodies lurked indistinctly.
Their twisted limbs intertwined, bloodstains all over their clothes.
The fresh blood, not yet dried, rged with the soil, becoming increasingly dark.
With each layer of new soil covering them, the evidence of the brutal massacre earlier was gradually buried in the dark underground.
Xu Sanduo forcibly endured the nauseating stench of blood, gripping the shovel tightly, continuously shoveling and tossing dirt.
With every swing, it felt as though all his strength was being drained.
Large beads of sweat rolled down his reddened face, his arms slightly trembling from the exertion.
However, he dared not show any sign of slackening.
For there was a presence beside him akin to a god of death.
Taking advantage of the shovel’s swing, Xu Sanduo sneakily glanced at the other party.
He saw his figure agile, arms seemingly filled with endless strength, swinging the shovel with hurricane-like speed, showing no signs of fatigue.
Those eyes appeared exceptionally bright, slightly flickering, seemingly contemplating sothing.
To the bloody scene in front of him, he seed utterly accustod, with a calm and unperturbed expression, paying it no heed at all.
The invisible aura he exuded made it impossible for one to approach easily.
Xu Sanduo secretly clicked his tongue in his heart, recalling scenes of slaughter before.
The bullet-dodging ability and terrifying explosive power that shocked everyone, casually taking lives with every move like a beast, completely beyond normal imagination.
Xu Sanduo, who had mingled around for over a decade, often interacting with vicious people, had encountered so bizarre occurrences.
But today was like a knife scraping his backside - a complete eye-opener, seeing what truly ruthless individuals are, this guy was practically a walking "human weapon!"
Thinking this, Xu Sanduo couldn’t help but feel anxious, stealing another glance at the other party, internally muttering:
"Where on earth did this vicious character co from, murdering without batting an eye, could he be the infamous murderer being wildly talked about recently?"
"If true, will he use to fill the pit too?"
"Damn, I don’t want to die here without knowing why, with my beautiful and flirtatious wife and mistress at ho, if I’m gone, will they be sad for ? Maybe in a few days, they’ll forget and go fool around with so good-looking guy."
"And those unreliable friends, will they take the opportunity to seize my assets, alas, how unlucky am I to get involved in this ss..."
At the thought of these possible tragic outcos, Xu Sanduo’s heartbeat suddenly accelerated, nearly dropping the shovel due to trembling.
Fang Cheng ignored the inner dramas of the fat man beside him, focusing on the panel appearing before him.
While quickly shoveling soil to bury bodies, he glanced at the rows of prompts.
[Boxing Experience 50]
[Sanda Experience 15]
[Jujutsu Experience 15]
Unexpectedly, such abundant skill experience from a brief fight was a delightful surprise.
In this light, these bandits shouldn’t be ordinary people.
Judging by the power and speed of their fists, they were at least seasoned fighters who had been surviving in the martial world for years, solid practitioners.
As for why the boxing skills skyrocketed by an additional 50 points.
It was mainly due to the special "training" just now.
Facing the fatal danger from the gun muzzle, he chose to use the Shake and Flash Technique from boxing to gradually close in on the enemy.
Every head tilt, every shoulder sway seed like practice in Air Attack, agilely dodging the foe’s endlessly approaching jabs.
Only this ti, the imaginary enemy’s jab technique was extraordinarily strong, the speed of strikes reaching a sonic boom.
Any mistake would be struck by those tallic "jabs" whistling like honey bee stings, hitting the unprotected head and throat.
It was thanks to this knife-edge extre training thod that he gained unexpected growth.
Fang Cheng took a deep breath, still clearly feeling that lively flow of strength within him.
Despite the risky training style, he had full confidence.
With Agility Attribute breaking through 40 points, Fang Cheng achieved ultimate muscle control.
Every movent executed reached a state of perfection and unobstructed fluidity.
This allowed him, even within a few steps, to react quickly under direct gunfire from the enemy.
Unlike before.
Although his exceptional Perception Ability allowed him to capture the bullet trajectory.
In actual combat, safety distance, diving dodge maneuvers, and cover seeking were still necessary.
Not able to achieve the current ease and composure.
Of course, the "training" was significant in boosting the experience mainly because it was the first ti employing such an almost reckless skill honing approach.
Next ti might not yield the sa effect.
Thinking this, Fang Cheng lifted his wrist, checked the ti.
7:42.
Lowering his gaze, he looked at the pit where the bodies were about to be completely buried by dirt, and then quickened the speed of his shovel swings.
Had to finish the work quickly, get back to the hotel for breakfast.
In the forest, the two continued shoveling soil, silently carrying out the act of corpse destruction and concealnt.
The atmosphere grew increasingly frighteningly quiet and oppressive, causing a certain fat man’s anxiety to heighten, cold sweat continuously dripping from his forehead.
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