He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

dead end.

The brick walls were mottled, and the stench of the sewers mixed with the sour smell of rotting vegetable leaves fermented in the narrow alley.

Zhang Chulan's slipper, which he had run away from, lay scattered at the base of the wall, its belly turned up and all alone.

Four figures stood at the entrance of the alley.

Lu Liang leaned against the utility pole, his hands tucked into his sleeves, his face bearing his usual gloomy expression.

Xia He leaned against the wall, the bone scraper held horizontally in front of her chest, its blade reflecting the dim yellow light of the street lamp.

The other two Quanxing members stood guard on both sides of the alley, blocking the retreat route.

"They ran away?"

Lü Liang frowned, staring at the slipper on the ground.

"The Qi fluctuations have disappeared. They didn't hide; they simply vanished." Xia He sheathed her sword, her tone indifferent.

"They either died, or they used some kind of evil method to escape."

"The higher-ups want him alive."

"Then let's wait." Xia He's gaze swept across the end of the dead end. "His Qi is very special. As soon as he returns, I will be able to..."

hum.

The air suddenly trembled.

A colorful crack suddenly appeared out of nowhere in front of the brick wall at the end of the alley.

The crack opened, and light spilled out.

A figure emerged from the light.

SpongeBob SquarePants is wearing shorts, barefoot, and his hair is a complete mess, like a bird's nest.

But his demeanor has changed.

I can't quite put my finger on what's wrong, it's just changed.

He stood at the end of the alley, his hands in his underwear...

He stood tall with his chest out and his chin slightly raised.

"Yo."

Zhang Chulan spoke, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for the four of them to hear clearly.

"You guys haven't left yet? You're quite dedicated."

Lü Liang's pupils contracted, and he turned to look at Xia He.

He ran away?

Back again?

Is someone mentally ill?

"Grab him."

Without wasting words, Lü Liang pulled his right hand out of his sleeve, spread his five fingers, and lunged straight at the back of Zhang Chulan's head.

He moved incredibly fast, instantly channeling his inner energy into his feet, and slid sideways along the wall.

At the same time, Xia He moved.

She made her move half a beat earlier than Lü Liang.

The bone-scraping knife was drawn silently, its blade tracing a silver arc in the dim light, precisely slicing towards Zhang Chulan's throat.

The two men, one in front and one behind, one took out the head, and the other cut the throat.

The perfect teamwork is ingrained in their very bones.

According to the normal script, Zhang Chulan should raise his hand to block, use the Golden Light Mantra to protect himself, and then desperately jump backward.

But he didn't move an inch, not even blink.

laugh!

Xia He's bone-scraping knife sliced ​​into Zhang Chulan's neck.

There was no blood.

There was no resistance.

The blade pierced through.

They just passed through like that.

The bone-scraping knife, sharp enough to cut through steel, seemed to cleave into a beam of light the moment it touched Zhang Chulan's neck.

The blade entered from the left side of his neck and exited from the right side.

During the middle section, Zhang Chulan's physical body transformed into countless tiny golden light particles.

It spreads out on both sides of the blade, and then reforms after the blade passes.

In good condition.

Not even a scratch was broken.

Xia He's wrist froze in mid-air.

At the same time, Lü Liang's five fingers touched the back of Zhang Chulan's head.

It was pasted on, and then I went through it.

His entire arm protruded directly from the middle of Zhang Chulan's head.

There is no tactile sensation.

The moment Zhang Chulan's head touched Lü Liang's palm, it disintegrated into a photon state, and the five fingers grasped at nothing within it, emerging from his forehead.

Lü Liang's face froze completely.

He looked down at his hand that had emerged from Zhang Chulan's head, his fingers opening and closing meaninglessly in the air.

The alley was silent.

"How are you feeling?"

Zhang Chulan turned his head, looked at Lü Liang's arm that was sticking out in front of his face, and smiled.

"Did you touch anything?"

Lu Liang abruptly pulled his hand away and stumbled backward, crashing into the wall.

Xia He retracted the bone-scraping knife to her side, the veins on the back of her hand bulging.

"What kind of Qi is this?"

Xia He's voice finally cracked.

"It's not Qi."

Zhang Chulan slowly raised his right hand.

The fingertips lit up.

Platinum light emanated from the tips of the five fingers, spreading down the back of the hand to the wrist, forearm, and shoulder.

His entire right arm transformed into pure light.

"This is called the Glitter-Glitter Fruit."

Zhang Chulan raised his right hand in front of him, spreading his five fingers.

Light particles leap and flow between the fingers.

"Nature type, Light attribute."

Simply put...

He clenched his fist, and his entire body transformed into a golden stream of light starting from his feet.

"You can't cut me, you can't hit me, you can't touch me."

The elementalization of the entire body is complete.

Zhang Chulan's body completely transformed into the form of light.

The outline of the human form remained, but every inch of skin and every strand of hair had transformed into flowing photons.

The base color of the Golden Light Mantra and the white-gold color of the Glittering Fruit intertwined and blended, making him shine like a small sun.

The shadows in the alley were completely dispelled, and the brick walls on all four sides reflected a dazzling golden-white light.

Two Quanxing members blocking the end of the alley instinctively raised their hands to block the view.

Xia He narrowed her eyes, holding the bone scraper horizontally in front of her, her muscles tense.

"I have a question for you."

Zhang Chulan's voice came from all directions at the same time, echoing.

He disappeared.

A golden-white afterimage flashed through the alleyway.

"Have any of you... ever been kicked at the speed of light?"

Zhang Chulan appeared directly in front of Lü Liang, his right foot already raised.

boom!

Make sure the instep is firmly in place.

Lu Liang's abdomen caved in for a moment, a terrible thud came from his ribs, and he was lifted off the ground in an instant.

His body bent into the shape of a shrimp in mid-air, and saliva and bile mixed together and spurted from the corner of his mouth.

boom!

The brick wall shattered, and debris flew everywhere.

Lu Liang was embedded in the wall, with only his two legs sticking out. He twitched twice and then stopped moving.

Zhang Chulan retracted his right foot, and the light beneath his foot slowly solidified, transforming back into flesh and blood.

He looked down at his toes and wiggled them a couple of times.

"Hey, I have to say, it works pretty well."

At the other end of the alley, two members of Quanxing exchanged a glance.

No hesitation.

The two of them took action at the same time.

The one on the left used his bone-shrinking technique, shrinking himself into a ball and rushing forward at high speed with an extremely low posture, his target being Zhang Chulan's knee pit.

The one on the right opened its mouth and spat out a black burst of energy, heading straight for its face.

The Qi attack and the physical melee attack arrive simultaneously.

Zhang Chulan stood still, without even changing his posture.

The black energy struck his chest and passed right through him.

The light particles dispersed into a cavity in his chest cavity, and the energy flew out from his back, hitting the wall and creating a fist-sized crater.

The hole in his chest healed within half a second.

The one who used the Bone Shrinking Technique rushed forward and wrapped his arms around Zhang Chulan's calves, only to find that he hadn't wrapped them at all.

His arms passed through the golden stream of light, but he only caught air.

"No way?" Zhang Chulan looked down at the Quanxing member kneeling at his feet, his face full of horror. "Your posture looks like you're kneeling down and kowtowing to me."

boom!

He raised his right knee.

A lightning-fast knee strike landed squarely on the opponent's nose.

The blood mist exploded.

The man flipped backward three times, hitting the back of his head on the manhole cover.

With a thud, its eyes rolled back, and it lay flat on its back.

The one exhaling forcefully on the right turned and ran.

He didn't run more than two steps.

A golden light swept past him.

Zhang Chulan was already standing at the alley entrance, with his back to him and his arms crossed.

"Where do you want to go?"