At the start, remove human limitations and start killing!

The two martial arts masters attacked with all their might from the very beginning.

They had clear requirements when they accepted the task.

Be quick and efficient, and resolve the issue without causing too much disturbance.

So neither of them held back at all, and they came out with deadly moves right away.

The square-faced middle-aged man let out a low growl and threw out his right fist.

The force arrives before the fist.

The force exploded from his fist, accompanied by a firecracker-like sound, and slammed straight into Su Han's face.

This is a technique called "neutralizing force," where the force leaves the body, resulting in extremely high damage.

At the same time, the tall, thin man cut in from the side, his hands forming claws as he thrust them out.

One claw reached for Su Han's ribs, while the other claw went straight for his heart.

The two worked together seamlessly, one facing forward and the other side, blocking Su Han's escape route.

Their imposing presence was intimidating, and they exuded a murderous aura.

But Su Han stood still, without moving an inch.

Until the square-faced fist was only half a foot away from his face.

Su Han then moved.

He simply raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and went to meet it.

There were no fancy moves, no charging up process, just an ordinary punch.

But the moment the punch was thrown, something unexpected happened.

A layer of dark red blood flames rose from Su Han's body, enveloping his entire arm like burning flames.

Beneath the blood flames, another layer of transparent energy flowed.

Qi and blood flow together with strength, carrying a sense of heat and penetration.

The combination of the two greatly increases their power.

"boom!!!"

Their fists collided, creating a shockwave.

The expression on his square-faced man froze instantly, then turned to horror.

He felt an indescribable, terrifying force emanating from Su Han's fist, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down.

"Snap!"

The square-faced man's fist shattered first.

Then the force spread throughout the arm, rushing straight into the lungs and completely pulverizing them.

"puff!"

The square-faced man coughed up a mouthful of blood.

next second.

He was sent flying backward and crashed into the wall.

"Bang!"

His body was embedded in the wall, his chest caved in, and his eyes were still open, but they had completely lost their light.

died.

One move, instant kill.

Everything happened so fast that the tall, thin man hadn't even had time to react.

But Su Han had already turned around and looked at him, her eyes as if she were looking at an ant.

The tall, thin man felt a chill run down his spine, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

Are you kidding me?

How could a person be so strong? And something's not right.

This is... a cult practice?

He tried to run, but Su Han didn't give him the chance.

With one step, the person is already in front of you.

It was the same punch that was thrown.

Flames enveloped his fist, like a red-hot hammer, pounding towards his chest.

The tall, thin man raised his arms, trying to defend himself.

But it was completely useless.

"Snap!"

Both arms were completely shattered.

The fist pierced through the broken arm and smashed into his chest.

The tall, thin man was also sent flying backward, crashing into another wall. As he slid down, he was still spitting blood.

He lay on the ground, his eyes filled with terror and disbelief.

"You, you're actually a member of a cult..."

He only managed to utter these few words in the end.

He then coughed up a mouthful of blood and died.

From the moment the shot was taken to the moment it was finished, it took less than three seconds.

Two martial arts masters at the Transformation Realm died just like that.

But Su Han didn't care at all.

I walked back to the window and pondered the current situation.

He now has two important leads.

One is the Sturgeon Group, and this is the group that handles all of this.

The other one is the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect.

This mysterious cult seems to know a lot of inside information.

He'll definitely have to investigate the Sturgeon Group.

but not now.

He's not stupid.

The other party is capable of bribing the patrol station and sending out martial arts masters of the Transformation Realm, so their power must be considerable.

Rushing in recklessly would likely result in certain death.

He must first investigate thoroughly, understand the other party's background, and make sure he can win before taking action.

And the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect...

He needs to continue contact.

Obtain detailed information about the Sturgeon Group from them, as well as the subsequent cultivation techniques of Immortal Martial Arts.

He needs more.

Thinking of this, Su Han took out his phone, opened Fetion, found Zhao Lei's account, and sent a message.

"Are you there?"

"I would like to know more about the Sturgeon Group."

A few minutes later, Zhao Lei replied, his tone very impatient.

"What's the rush? You just joined today, and your qualifications aren't high enough. You need to complete tasks and accumulate contributions before we can give you any information."

Su Han thought for a moment, then asked again.

"Can you tell me anything about my sister?"

This time, Zhao Lei sent a voice message directly, and his tone was very aggressive.

"Are you fucking done yet? I've already said my status isn't high enough, are you deaf to human language? If you bother me again, believe me, I'll revoke your status as a menial disciple!"

Su Han's eyes turned cold.

But he didn't lash out; instead, he suppressed his anger and continued sending messages:

"Can I start the mission now?"

Zhao Lei replied after a while:

"Fine, you want to die? I'll grant your wish."

"Mission: Go to Fufa District, find the secret martial arts sect Red Fist Sect, and wipe out the entire sect."

"that's all."

After saying that, he went offline, and his profile picture turned gray.

Su Han stared at his phone screen and remained silent for a few seconds.

Fufa District.

It's in the next district, not far away.

Red Fist Sect...

Annihilate the entire family?

He put away his phone, turned around, and walked out of the room.

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At the same time.

In a room of a simple dormitory building opposite Jinghai University in Luofu District.

The three people were sitting around the table.

Two men and one woman.

One of them was Zhao Lei.

They were all outer disciples of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect.

Zhao Lei had just turned off his phone, still cursing under his breath.

"Damn it, this is so annoying! A newly recruited cannon fodder guy, does he really think he's something?"

One of the bald men laughed and asked, "What's wrong, Lei Zi? Who upset you?"

"The one I told you about before."

Zhao Lei lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said disdainfully.

"I found this poor bastard through the patrol system files. His whole family was dead. He had some secret martial arts skills, so I made him a menial cannon fodder."

"I was originally planning to use it again when the opportunity was right."

"Who would have thought this guy was so eager to die, constantly asking me this and that."

"So you assigned him a task?" another short-haired woman asked.

"That's right." Zhao Lei sneered, "I sent him to deal with the Red Fist Sect."

"Red Fist Sect?" The bald man was taken aback.

"That secret martial arts sect? They're quite strong. Their sect leader, Xue Hongquan, is at the Core Formation stage, and several elders are at the Transformation stage."

"Is that guy you're talking about capable?"

"Hahaha, what a load of crap! That guy's only at the Ming Jin level, at most he's at the An Jin level." Zhao Lei exhaled a smoke ring.

"Isn't that just sending them to their deaths?"

"I sent him to his death." Zhao Lei grinned.

"It's his fault for speaking to me rudely just now."

"I was thinking of giving him a simpler task after a while, but now... haha, he brought this on himself."

For Su Han, and all the miscellaneous disciples, this was a different story compared to the formal outer disciples.

They're all just cannon fodder; they're not worth paying too much attention to.

Then, the group suddenly looked towards the entrance of Jinghai University.

At that moment, a girl dressed casually, with fair skin and a pretty face, but with an extremely indifferent expression, slowly walked over.

Zhao Lei and his two companions immediately stopped chatting and their tone became serious.

"The captain is here."