Asik's n obeyed orders, each pulling out axes and machetes from their waists, and rushed toward Luo Chao and the others.
Matata showed no fear, charging forward barehanded to fight the gang mbers, with Luo Chao imdiately following suit.
The two possessed imnse strength, and before the machetes in the gangsters' hands could strike them, Luo Chao and Matata had grasped their arms. With a little force, the sound of bones breaking echoed continuously.
At the sa ti, at the back, Akula waved his hands, suddenly creating several pit holes, each with a radius of 25 centiters and about 30 centiters deep, beneath the gangsters' feet, making it difficult for them to maintain their balance and causing so to twist their ankles awkwardly.
To avoid the sudden depressions under their feet, the gangsters couldn't focus, and their machetes swung without power.
In terms of attack power, the two sides were on completely different levels.
Whenever a machete did manage to strike them, as long as Luo Chao and Matata tensed their muscles, the blades couldn't even cut their skin.
But if the gangsters were struck by a punch from either of them, they would at least be knocked out or, at worst, spit blood and die on the spot.
Seeing this situation, Asik panicked imdiately; the combat prowess of this big black guy and the Asian was beyond his imagination. He imdiately ordered, "Shoot them dead with guns!"
Asik and the remaining gang mbers still standing pulled out their pistols and automatic rifles, preparing to shoot Luo Chao and Matata. Luo Chao, seeing this, was just about to activate his Telekinesis Shield.
Just then, Akula waved both hands, and suddenly, a few earth walls rose from the ground in front of Luo Chao and Matata!
These earth walls were about 2 ters high and 30 centiters thick. The bullets hitting the walls made dull thuds, and after stirring up so dirt, the bullets got lodged in, easily blocking the bullet attack from Asik and his n.
Imdiately after, another series of large depressions appeared under the feet of the gangsters wielding guns.
With screams of "Ah—" filling the air, Asik and his n fell one after another into the strange holes that appeared in the ground!
In less than two minutes, all fifty-six gangsters were taken down by the trio's combined efforts.
Luo Chao approached the pit where Asik had fallen. The pit was about two ters in radius and about three or four ters deep, with smooth pit walls, making it impossible for one person to climb out. Akula had created no less than fifteen such pits.
"This Akula seems to be unexpectedly powerful," Luo Chao thought to himself.
Subsequently, the three of them tossed all the corpses and unconscious people on the ground into the pits that Akula had created, one by one.
"Let out, I promise to leave this town and never return," Asik pleaded with Luo Chao and the others from within the pit.
"Sorry, it's too late now," Akula said, waving his hands, and the pit started to close imdiately.
The pit released a series of screams, but as the opening slowly closed, the screams grew fainter and fainter.
Until the pit closed completely, no more sound ca from within, and the ground beca smooth and unchanged, as if nothing had happened.
"Mission accomplished, thank you very much, Mr. Luo Chao," Akula expressed his gratitude.
"No need to thank , I only helped a little. I believe you and your brother could have managed on your own," Luo Chao replied courteously.
"This Akula seems honest on the surface, but he shows no rcy when dealing with these lawless gangsters. He talks about burying them alive and roots out the problem without hesitation. It seems that he could beco a valuable asset for in the future!" Luo Chao thought to himself.
After temporarily parting ways with Akula and Matata, Luo Chao sped towards Russia.
...
"Awoooo—" In the deep snowy mountains of Russia ca the sound of wolves howling.
Old Brown was a woodcutter on the Russian mountain. On his way ho after a day of tree-felling, he encountered a blizzard. With no other choice, he sought refuge in a small cabin on the mountain.
"Awoooo—" More wolves howling could be heard as Brown looked out through the cabin window, seeing a dozen pairs of green eyes staring into the cabin with deep murderous intent.
It looked like old Brown was being targeted by wolves!
"What should I do now! I don't have a gun or a lighter with . If this pack of wolves goes berserk, my old life might end here today!" Brown worriedly said.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The walls and wooden door of the cabin began to be hit violently from all sides. This pack of wolves seed starved and intent on devouring old Brown.
Brown tightly grasped the woodcutter's axe in his hand, and in the minus 20 degrees Celsius temperature, his sweat flowed uncontrollably, soaking the cotton hat on his head.
"These starving wolves, they want to eat , old Brown. Even if it costs my life today, I'll drag a few of you down to Hell with !" Brown was resigned to fight the wolves to death.
The banging got stronger and stronger, and it seed the wolves would break through the cabin's barrier anyti for a deadly "dance with wolves," and Brown gripped his woodcutter's axe tighter.
"Pffft, pffft, pffft" A series of piercing sounds of sharp objects entering flesh could be heard from outside, as the howls and the banging on the cabin suddenly ceased, allowing Brown to breathe a sigh of relief.
Brown, hearing the quiet, mustered the courage to open the wooden cabin door and look outside.
On the ground lay the bodies of more than a dozen starving wolves. Each carcass had blood gushing from gaping wounds, and the hot blood emitted wisps of white steam in the cold air, reminding Brown these wolves had been alive just monts ago.
"This is..." Brown wondered, as the image of a young girl popped into his mind, "Could it be her?"
"Lisana! Lisana, are you there?" Brown called out the girl's na all around.
"Grandpa Brown!" From the darkness, a petite figure slowly erged, a young girl about thirteen or fourteen years old with unusual silver hair.
"Lisana, why did you co here?" Brown hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Lisana.
Lisana was only wearing a thin dress, contrasting sharply against the icy surroundings and Brown's thick cotton coat.
"I saw the weather suddenly turn bad. I was worried about you, so I..." Lisana said with grievance.
"Grandpa Brown is fine now; it's cold here, let's go ho quickly." Brown patted Lisana's head.
"It's alright, Grandpa. Lisana isn't afraid of the cold at all, and I brought you an extra cotton coat." Lisana handed the coat she was holding to Brown.
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