Nightmare Despair

Chapter 52 Suppression
"Perhaps you're worrying too much... Zhou Kai is stronger than you, Lao Yang, dealing with your senior brother shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Feng Mingtai sent the message, the screen lit up, one minute, two minutes, then complete silence.

Fischl clutched the hem of his clothes, his toes pacing nervously on the ground, and he was tempted to turn back to the park.

But Yuan Duo waved his hand, looking as if he had everything under control.

"Don't worry, don't worry, don't you know Master Zhou's skill level?"

Yang Hao's expression grew increasingly grim. After a moment's hesitation, he abruptly turned his head and said, "No... Qiu Ping, he..."

"He is the enhanced human we just talked about, level one, or even possibly level two."

"If it's a level two attack, and it's aimed at Zhou Kai, that kid absolutely... absolutely has no chance of winning!"

Yang Hao drew his pistol from his waist and clicked the safety off.

He told Fischl and the others to go ahead, as he needed to go back and check on things.

Yang Hao's eyes tightened, and those bloody memories were surging up uncontrollably.

"A true martial artist has mastered a fundamental technique to the core, reaching a high level of proficiency, where the internal energy is twisted into a single rope. In punches, bench presses... everything surpasses the limits of ordinary people."

"But Level 2 Enhanced Humans... aside from their skills being a bit lacking, in every other aspect, they completely overwhelm ordinary True Strength martial artists!"

"And Qiu Ping... is just a madman who doesn't lack skills."

Yang Hao gripped the cold pistol tightly, turned resolutely, and his figure disappeared back into the darkness of the camping park.

Feng Mingtai instinctively wanted to call the police, but then he noticed that the distant horizon had been tinged with red and blue by the halo of light, and the sound of sirens grew louder as the police were on their way.

……

Qiu Ping did indeed come to cause trouble for Zhou Kai, and Zhou Kai did indeed engage in combat with him.

but.

He would never have thought of it even if he was beaten to death.

Qiu Ping's proud strangulation technique, his superb fighting skills that made him famous, and his unpredictable soft sword were as fragile as a thin sheet of paper in the face of Zhou Kai's powerful and heavy swordsmanship, which was like a moving barrier.

The chariot's engravings imbued Zhou Kai with an unreasonable and powerful aura.

Judging from Qiu Ping's horrified reaction, Zhou Kai confirmed that this power had already reached the threshold of the True Strength stage.

His Falcon Striker and several other skills compensated for his weaknesses, ensuring that his agility and reflexes didn't hinder his strength.

Suppression, suppression from beginning to end, unreasonable suppression.

"I don't want to shoot, don't force me!"

The power of the engraving plunged Qiu Ping into a near-desperate panic. He scrambled backward, his trembling hand reaching for a pistol at his waist.

The dark muzzle of a gun was pointed at Zhou Kai.

"You can't possibly be a member of the Twilight Knights. That power only flows in specific bloodlines... You're finished."

"You shouldn't attack me now. The best thing you should do is run, run as far away as possible!"

"Hide your identity and live in hiding for the rest of your life, otherwise people will hunt you down to the ends of the earth!"

Zhou Kai paused, as if he was seriously considering his suggestion.

Then...

Victory charge!

Excess physical strength, energy, and even willpower were instantly drained by the engravings, replaced by a tremendous force within the body, like a volcanic eruption.

It is an absolute confidence that as long as you move forward, you can crush everything.

boom!
tread!tread!tread!
Zhou Kai hoisted a massive sword, as tall as a man, onto his shoulder and charged straight at Qiu Ping like a cannonball.

Qiu Ping's expression was as if he had seen a ghost.

At this moment, Zhou Kai, who was rapidly magnifying in his field of vision, was no longer a person, but an out-of-control heavy truck, rushing towards his face!
His heart skipped a beat.

Then...

Bang!
With a deafening, muffled thud, Qiu Ping's breathing, heartbeat, and blood flow all came to a standstill in that instant.

An irresistible force of impact brutally rammed into his body from the front. He wanted to fire, but under the lock of that imposing aura, even his finger was stiff and wouldn't obey him.

He was like a rag doll, slammed directly onto Zhou Kai's greatsword and flung high into the air.

A violent feeling of weightlessness came over him, awakening the fragments of his shattered consciousness.

"That's fine... as long as we can fly to that place..."

Qiu Ping vaguely remembers that he was facing another small lake.

As long as he falls into the water, the lake water will cushion his fall, and with the level-two enhancement drug that has just begun to take effect in his body... he can still survive!

but.

Zhou Kai suddenly stretched out his large hand, extinguishing all of Qiu Ping's life force.

He actually managed to pull Qiu Ping, who had been knocked away, back from mid-air and held him like a pendant against his shoulder and the front of his greatsword, and continued to sprint for another five or six meters before slowly coming to a stop.

[A resounding victory, Mark: Chariot I, Experience +1] [Mark: Chariot I (1/100)]

"vomit!"

The blood and fragments of internal organs that Qiu Ping spat out landed on the side of the greatsword due to the angle, and did not soil Zhou Kai's clothes.

After one charge, Qiu Ping's internal organs were almost completely destroyed, but he... was still clinging to life.

Qiu Ping knelt on the ground, his body twisted at an eerie angle, but his bloodshot eyes were filled with a gleaming will to survive.

“You didn’t want to kill me, right? You held back at the end! You didn’t want to become a murderer… You didn’t want the Twilight Knights to know you had the Mark.”

"How about we... how about we make a deal..."

"Spare me, I'll give you all my life savings, I'll help you get Wang Yuanzheng... I..."

He vomited blood and begged for mercy, his voice broken and intermittent, but his breath slowly returned as he was on the verge of death, as tenacious as a cockroach.

Faced with his pleas for mercy.

Zhou Kai raised his hand and held up an index finger to his lips.

"Shhh."

"Be quiet."

He held the blade of his greatsword above Qiu Ping's head, seemingly demonstrating the angle from which to cut the head off intact.

“You’re right, I don’t want others to know I have a scar.”

Zhou Kai laughed, a laugh that Qiu Ping found like a nightmare.

"But then, wouldn't that make it even more necessary for me to kill you?"

Qiu Ping gave a bitter laugh: "I swear, I swear I will never tell anyone..."

"Besides, you and I are different."

Qiu Ping used all his strength to buy time. Besides his body slowly recovering, the faint sound of police sirens in the distance was getting closer and closer.

“I’ve seen your profile. You just graduated from university, and your life is just beginning… You have a very talented older sister and a girlfriend who is devoted to you.”

"You have a good talent for martial arts. Your life will definitely be more exciting than I imagine."

"Why ruin your own life for my worthless life?"

But Qiu Ping didn't notice that the more he spoke, the colder Zhou Kai's expression became.

My own information?
Although there are slight discrepancies.

But the thought that all his and his family's information was currently on the table of an organization that wanted to kill him made Zhou Kai's palms sweat.

He knew his body; this was a sign of uncontrollable rage.

Qiu Ping continued rambling: "The Twilight Knights are easy to deal with... You have a mark, which means you must be a lost direct descendant of one of their factions."

"As long as it's not one of those families that's already gone bankrupt, if you can be recognized as part of their clan, you..."

Bang!
Zhou Kai kicked Qiu Ping to the ground: "Too bad, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense..."

Qiu Ping's panic reached its peak, and he even began to appear fierce on the outside but weak on the inside.

He roared almost threateningly, "You can't kill me! In Red Star now, you can't escape trial... You can't cover up the crime before the police arrive!"

"you……"

His Adam's apple bobbed.

"You'll definitely be suspected of murder, young man, don't be impulsive!"

Zhou Kai sighed and put down his sword.

He suddenly sat down next to Qiu Ping, looking relaxed.

"You're stalling for time while waiting for the police, and I'm waiting too..."

"I held back before smashing you into a pile of mangled flesh, just to avoid making the scene too ugly and difficult to clean up."

"Guess if I have a way to make you disappear completely?"

The sirens were already close at hand, and the red and blue lights tinged the treetops, flickering silently among the branches and leaves.

Qiu Ping's expression finally relaxed, and he smiled with complete ease: "No matter what... it's too late for you now."

And at this time.

Zhou Kai stood up, picked up the pistol not far away, put it away, and then, dragging the greatsword with one hand and Qiu Ping by the back of the neck with the other, dragged him into the deeper darkness like a dead dog.

Qiu Ping struggled desperately, but it was like a fish that had been pulled ashore; it had no effect whatsoever.

Zhou Kai narrowed his eyes as he recalled the last moments he saw before his phone screen shattered.

"It's almost twelve o'clock."

(End of this chapter)