Bam!
This punch was like a heavyweight bomb thrown into the chaotic underground vault, instantly stunning everyone present.
The treasure hunters who were eager to try just monts ago, now seed to have been cast with an Immobilization Spell, their actions frozen in place.
The frenzy and ferocity on their faces instantly solidified, replaced by shock and apprehension.
They stared, wide-eyed, at Fang Cheng wearing the Evil Ghost mask, as if seeing a beast that suddenly erged from the darkness.
Bear in mind, the attacker just blown away with a punch wasn’t so ordinary minor henchman.
In terms of strength, he was absolutely equal to Xiong Ba, killed by Nail Head.
He was a figure known for his bravery in the Martial World, yet fell so helplessly under the opponent’s punch—it was enough to make everyone tremble.
"Do you want to fight with ?"
Fang Cheng slightly raised his head, his cold gaze sweeping over the crowd through the two blood-red holes of the mask.
The few standing at the front were rooted to the spot by this gaze, trying to move but not daring to; after much hesitation, they took a step back.
"What are you afraid of! There are only three of them, and we have dozens of brothers!"
A burly man in the crowd shouted in an attempt to encourage everyone, but the raised tone couldn’t conceal his lack of confidence.
The other treasure hunters listened, their faces still filled with hesitation, their eyes frequently glancing at Fang Cheng and the Professor.
Despite the words, the strength of their opponent’s team was extraordinary.
One of them was an expert in mind control, able to swiftly disrupt the crowd’s psyche and influence their actions.
The other had incredible speed and strength; the violent scene just witnessed was still fresh, a punch could split a person’s head.
If a fight really broke out, the reckless ones at the front would be the first to suffer, possibly not knowing how they died.
If the Golden Benba Bottle was indeed in their hands, risking one’s life to snatch it would be understandable.
But the key point was, the Golden Benba Bottle was not here, making it unnecessary to clash with these formidable figures!
So shrewd ones had already quietly retreated, planning to leave the vault through the front passage and chase after the real treasure carrier.
"Everyone, it seems there’s been a misunderstanding. We are not allies with that foreigner."
At this mont, the Professor suddenly spoke up to explain, breaking the standstill at the scene:
"If you want to reclaim the Golden Benba Bottle, hurry now and you can still catch up."
His voice sounded sincere and earnest, as if carrying a magic that could calm people.
While speaking, he stepped aside in a courteous manner, making a "please" gesture.
The crowd was stunned by this, unable to wrap their heads around it for a mont.
Fang Cheng also glanced at the Professor in surprise.
"Exactly, why fight? We have no grudges before or now, the treasure is the priority!"
A tall, thin man was the first to react, shouting while rushing towards the direction Mike escaped.
"Yes, yes, chase quickly, stop dawdling, or that foreigner will disappear!"
Others snapped back too, seeing Fang Cheng and the Professor weren’t intending to block them, they sward through the back door, sprinting in the direction the secret path extended.
So even used walkie-talkies, loudly notifying their companions outside the manor to intercept Mike, who was fleeing with the treasure.
In the blink of an eye, the originally noisy underground vault was left with only Fang Cheng, the Professor, and Li Dingjian.
Even Nail Head, who looked and acted strangely, was nowhere to be seen.
"Friend, thank you for your help!"
The Professor, with eyes of gratitude, bowed slightly to Fang Cheng.
He was well aware that if not for the earth-shattering punch earlier that stunned the treasure hunters, they wouldn’t have escaped so easily.
Though unclear why the opponent helped, in such a predator-surrounded situation, gaining more support and losing an enemy was naturally the best choice.
After a brief pause, the Professor cleared his throat and continued:
"We still have urgent matters needing attention, hope for your understanding. Once resolved, we shall contact you with ample gratitude."
Fang Cheng nodded slightly to acknowledge the Professor’s thanks, but his gaze remained fixed on the face of the middle-aged man behind.
Seemingly wanting to see through his true persona, after a mont of contemplation, he suddenly spoke, stopping the two about to leave:
"If you don’t mind, our teams could join forces to seize the Golden Benba Bottle together."
Seeing the two sowhat puzzled, he promptly added:
"I still hold previous doubt; the trap set by the Lu Family might be extrely ambitious, and perhaps no team can handle it alone."
The Professor was slightly startled, unexpected that Fang Cheng would make such a suggestion at this ti.
He swiftly exchanged a glance with Li Dingjian; their eyes conveyed surprise and thought.
In just a mont, the Professor regained his composure, his lips curving upwards into a slightly relieved smile, sincerely responding:
"Your words are quite right, I have always believed in such perilous places, coordinated action is the wisest choice."
He said, turning his gaze to the back door, his speed unwittingly accelerating:
"It’s not safe to linger here. Are you willing to join us? You can inquire anything you want on the way, and we can discuss it in detail."
At this mont, Li Dingjian’s face was also tense, his eyes showing urgency—it was clear he indeed had important matters to attend to.
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