You, a living person, are telling me I've served in the underworld for ten years?

"White hair, great success!"

Liu Shaolong's voice carried a sharp, offended tone.

"See that? Do you really think this is your backyard? You're asking for it!"

He was practically gritting his teeth.

"Get your weapons, use the drugs! Crush him flat! I want him dead!"

The final word "death" carries a strong sense of malevolence.

Zhong Fabai adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his gaze behind the lenses calm and unwavering. He swept his eyes over the young man standing quietly amidst the mess on the projected screen, as if he had done something insignificant, and a glint of shrewdness flashed deep within his eyes.

He slowly stood up, straightened the hem of his suit jacket, his demeanor composed, yet exuding a chilling murderous intent.

"Please rest, young master."

Zhao Xiongcheng already had an eager expression on his face. He licked his dry lips, and his hawk-like eyes blazed with a burning fighting spirit.

"Understood, Young Master Long."

He spoke in a low, deep voice to the air.

"Bring me the 'thing'!"

Immediately, someone came quickly carrying a sealed metal insulated box.

Zhao Xiongcheng opened the box and took out two syringes that emitted a faint blue luster and two strangely shaped metal gauntlets that resembled extensions of bones.

He took a syringe and a pair of boxing gloves for himself, and handed the other one to Zhong Fabai.

Zhong Fabai took the boxing gloves and skillfully put them on his hands. The silver-gray metal gloves covered his entire palms and most of his forearms, with black diamond-shaped protrusions embedded in the knuckles, shimmering with a faint light.

He stuffed the syringe into his suit pocket, seemingly waiting for a more opportune moment.

Without hesitation, Zhao Xiongcheng flicked open the protective cap of the syringe with his thumb and forcefully pushed the liquid, which was flashing with an ominous blue light, into the carotid artery on the side of his neck!
The moment the injection entered his body, Zhao Xiongcheng's body tensed up abruptly, and he let out a low, suppressed groan of pain, his pupils contracting violently.

Immediately afterwards, his bare arm swelled up at a visible speed, and the veins under his skin bulged and twisted wildly like a giant python that had come to life!
A violent and oppressive aura instantly swept out from his lean and muscular body!

"go!"

Zhao Xiongcheng let out a low roar, his voice like sandpaper scraping, carrying an inhuman ferocity.

He kicked open the heavy back door, his figure like a ferocious beast unleashed, rushing towards the underground parking garage with a stench. Zhong Fabai adjusted his glasses, his steps seemingly unhurried, but his speed was anything but slow, his metal gauntlets reflecting a cold gleam.

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The parking lot was filled with the stench of blood, the sour smell of vomit, and painful groans.

Chen Yang stood in the middle of the mess, with the three men, including A-Qiang, completely unable to resist, at his feet. His expression was indifferent, as if everything he had just done was just a dust brush away.

He even had the leisure to flick non-existent dust off his sleeves.

Just then, heavy footsteps, accompanied by a violent and ferocious aura, suddenly rushed in from the back door!

The first thing that caught Chen Yang's eye was a guy whose appearance had undergone a terrifying change—Zhao Xiongcheng!

He was a size bigger than when he came in; his suit jacket was stretched taut and looked like it was about to burst, his skin was a sickly dark red, and his eyes were completely blood red! Most striking were his pair of boxing gloves, covered in a gleaming metallic sheen, which emanated a chilling aura.

A few steps behind Zhao Xiongcheng came Zhong Fabai, whose face was calm and whose hands were clad in the same cold metal gauntlets.

His aura was restrained, like a whirlpool hidden in the deep sea, making him even more unpredictable.

"Kneel down before me!!"

Zhao Xiongcheng roared like a beast that had lost its mind, and with a stomp of his foot, the hard cement ground was cracked like a spider web!

He transformed into a whirlwind imbued with bloodlust, his speed more than twice as fast as before. His massive, gleaming silver fist, accompanied by a whistling sound as it tore through the air, slammed down directly onto Chen Yang's crown! The force of the punch was so fierce that it even ruffled the stray hairs on Chen Yang's forehead!
The speed and power of this punch far surpassed all previous opponents, and the peculiar metal gauntlets added an extra layer of eeriness.

The terrifying metal fist was about to fall!

Chen Yang finally moved.

He remained standing in the same spot, without even making any noticeable adjustment to his center of gravity.

Just as the fist was inches away from his head, his body seemed to lose all weight, or as if pulled by invisible threads, and he slid half a step to the side at an unbelievable angle and speed!

This half-step is exquisitely perfect!

Zhao Xiongcheng's terrifying punch, imbued with the full power of his gene-stimulating drug, almost grazed Chen Yang's nose!
boom!!

A deafening crash echoed through the relatively enclosed garage! A crater the size of a washbasin and half a foot deep was smashed into the concrete floor! Debris and dust flew everywhere!
"Missed it?"

Zhao Xiongcheng's mind was in a frenzy, and his only thought was briefly interrupted by this incredible dodge.

He roared and swept his left arm horizontally. The huge metal gauntlet, accompanied by the sound of wind breaking, swept towards Chen Yang's waist and ribs like a battering ram, covering a huge area!

This time, Chen Yang did not dodge.

He lowered his stance and unleashed his right fist without any fancy moves, striking first from behind to meet the massive metal gauntlet that was sweeping towards him with a fierce punch!

"Armor-piercing!"

Chen Yang uttered two words, his voice not loud, but with a sharpness that pierced the soul.

scoff!

An invisible, sharp force erupted from his fist, even tearing a visible ripple through the air!

That's not brute force, but a highly concentrated, penetrating, and sharp force that cuts through everything!

Bang—crack! A teeth-grinding, sharp sound mixed with the cracking of metal!
Just as Zhao Xiongcheng's powerful metal gauntlet was about to collide with Chen Yang's fist, it was as if struck by an invisible shockwave. The tough metal shell covering the entire back of his hand and forearm cracked and shattered inch by inch! Like glass struck by a stubborn rock!

"what!!!"

At the same time, Zhao Xiongcheng's horrified scream rang out! Along with the shattering of metal, an excruciating pain shot from his arm bone straight to his brain!
He felt as if his bones were cracking under that strange, sharp force!
The sweeping momentum was abruptly interrupted, and the powerful recoil caused Zhao Xiongcheng's massive body to stagger backward, with shattered metal fragments mixed with specks of blood exploding from his arm!

Almost at the same moment Chen Yang shattered Zhao Xiongcheng's gauntlet with a punch and forced him back, a silent but even more deadly chill quietly arrived!

Zhong Fabai, who had been waiting in the wings, finally made his move!
He didn't have Zhao Xiongcheng's violent aura; his movements even appeared quite "refined."

Just as Chen Yang punched and broke through Zhao Xiongcheng's attack, and the old force dissipated, seemingly leaving a barely perceptible gap, Zhong Fabai moved!

He took a step forward, and the distance seemed to shrink instantly. His gloved right hand silently pointed towards Chen Yang's Dazhui acupoint on the back of his head! His fingertips were wreathed in an extremely cold and sharp force, like the most vicious stinger of a venomous bee!
The timing, angle, and speed were all extremely cunning and ruthless!

This is the real killing move! Zhao Xiongcheng's rage is nothing more than cannon fodder used as cover!
The finger, imbued with deadly, chilling energy, was about to strike the most critical vertebra of Chen Yang's spine!

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Chen Yang broke through Zhao Xiongcheng's right fist and then sank downwards, his body twisting to the left in an unbelievable arc like a boneless vine!
Zhong Fabai's deadly finger pierced through Chen Yang's back, the chilling wind even leaving a tiny hole in Chen Yang's coat!

"Humph!"

Zhong Fabai's attack missed its mark, and a genuine look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He reacted extremely quickly, his fingertips, which had been poking at empty air, suddenly changed from stabbing to slicing. His five fingers, adorned with cold metal, were like a sharp razor, slicing horizontally towards the artery on Chen Yang's neck!
Faster! More toxic!
However, he was fast, but Chen Yang was even faster!
With the momentum of his previous leftward twist, his right leg suddenly sprang up from the ground like a whip, using his heel as a blade, moving upward with lightning speed and a shrill whistling sound as it tore through the air, aiming fiercely at Zhong Fabai's exposed lower left ribs from his forward thrust!

A groin kick?! The target is the soft area under the ribs!

This is a lose-lose situation! If Zhong Fabai insists on severing Chen Yang's neck, his own vulnerable side will also be pierced through by this extremely fierce heel!
Damn it!

Zhong Fabai cursed inwardly.

He made a decision instantly!

He didn't want to die together with this madman! His wrist suddenly sank down, abandoning the action of cutting Chen Yang's carotid artery. His five fingers, like hooks, fiercely grabbed at Chen Yang's raised right ankle! At the same time, he tried his best to shrink back.

He was fast, but Chen Yang's right foot was even faster!

Almost the instant his claws touched the skin of her ankle, her heel, which was carrying a sharp gust of wind, suddenly trembled slightly!

Shake your feet to dissipate the force!

Zhong Fabai felt as if he had grabbed a mudfish covered in thick mud, slippery and gritty, and a bouncy force made his fingers go numb.

His downward grab was deflected by this clever "shock".

It's this one-sided gap!

Using his left foot as a pivot, Chen Yang twisted his body like a whirlwind, and his whole body rose into the air in a half-spin!

That raised right leg, like a boneless whip, changed direction and accelerated in a tiny space! The toe, like a venomous snake's tongue, carried a sharp force that could pierce through anything, and with lightning speed, it struck Zhong Fabai's heart!

"No return!"

Chen Yang's voice was as cold as ice.

This sudden change of move was faster than anyone could imagine! It completely defied the laws of motion! It was Chen Yang who delivered the fatal blow by utilizing his incredibly powerful body control and force manipulation!

Zhong Fabai was horrified!
He had just dodged the threat of a groin kick, still in the awkward position of his old strength waning and new strength yet to spring, when that deadly toe was already poised to strike his chest and clothes! A chilling premonition of death instantly enveloped his entire body!

"Roar!"

Zhao Xiongcheng, who had just regained his footing after being knocked back and had his boxing gloves shattered, ignored the excruciating pain in his arm and saw Zhong Fabai on the verge of death, and his berserk rage erupted!
He roared, and with all his strength and the brute force induced by the drug, he used his only remaining left hand, which was covered by a intact metal gauntlet, to punch Chen Yang's side, attempting to relieve the siege by attacking from the side!
The sound of that punch was like a ghostly wail! It was a fight to the death!
Chen Yang pointed at Zhong Fabai's chest with his toes, and just a fraction of a centimeter away from the target, he suddenly spun inward!
puff!
The toe, imbued with penetrating force, did not pierce the heart, but instead struck Zhong Fabai's hastily raised forearm in front of his chest with extreme precision!
Zhong Fabai felt an incredibly cunning force, like a high-speed spinning steel cone, forcefully breaking through his condensed internal energy defense and piercing deep into his arm bone!

Click!

Another clear sound of bone cracking!

At the same time, a sharp, numbing sensation shot through my arm and spread like lightning throughout my body!
"Well!"

Zhong Fabai groaned, his face turned deathly pale, and cold sweat instantly beaded on his forehead. He staggered back several steps from the force of the kick, and his left arm hung limply at his side, clearly temporarily useless!
Almost at the same instant, Zhao Xiongcheng's all-out, suicidal punch landed on Chen Yang's waist!
The moment Chen Yang's toes touched Zhong Fabai's arm, he used the force to pull back, as if his whole body had lost its weight. He then smoothly flipped over in mid-air, following the force of the rotation!

call!
Zhao Xiongcheng's ferocious left fist, powerful enough to shatter stone tablets, grazed Chen Yang's clothes at the side of his waist! The force of the punch made Chen Yang's clothes cling tightly to his body!

Chen Yang, who had just landed sideways, didn't pause at all! The moment his body touched the ground, he suddenly unfurled like a spring compressed to its limit!

He transformed into a swift, low-flying arrow, his right fist clenched, the knuckle of his middle finger slightly protruding. Using his shoulder as a pivot, he channeled his power, like an ancient general turning and thrusting his spear! His fist, carrying the force to pierce through everything, aimed straight for Zhao Xiongcheng's vital navel—the Shenque acupoint! All the power in his body and the explosive speed of that instant were concentrated on this one point!
"Advance straight to the central palace!"

They gave Zhao Xiongcheng absolutely no chance to defend!

boom! !

A powerful, muffled thud!
This punch landed squarely on Zhao Xiongcheng's soft abdomen, which was wide open from his unprepared punch!

"Pfft—!!"

Zhao Xiongcheng felt as if he had been hit head-on in the stomach by a speeding truck! It felt as if all his internal organs were being squeezed and crushed by an invisible giant hand!
He vomited a mouthful of foul blood mixed with bits of flesh and stomach acid, and his body flew backward like a tattered sack with its spine removed, crashing heavily onto the base of a load-bearing column five meters away with a loud "thud!"

A loud bang.

His eyes rolled back, his head lolled to the side, and he completely lost consciousness.

From Zhong Fabai's surprise attack to Zhao Xiongcheng being knocked unconscious, and then to Zhong Fabai having his arm bone shattered by a kick, it all took only a dozen seconds!
The parking lot fell into an eerie silence once more, broken only by the faint breathing of the unconscious people lying on the ground. A strong stench of blood filled the air.

Zhong Fabai leaned against a dusty van, his face ashen, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. The excruciating pain in his right arm had completely numbed his once most dexterous hand.

He looked at the young man standing quietly in the center of the field, as if he had only done warm-up exercises, his eyes filled with horror, pain, and a hint of indescribable fear. (End of Chapter)