Dragon Ball, simultaneously traversing countless worlds

Bruce planted more than just the explosives under the platform.

One explosion after another rang out around the building's load-bearing columns.

After the load-bearing columns collapsed one by one, the entire auction building became shaky and on the verge of collapse.

"This... to deal with us, they actually chose to blow up a building."

Feitan ran while dodging the falling rocks overhead.

The auction building is over thirty stories high. If it were to collapse entirely, he would be buried under tens of thousands of tons of cement and would be absolutely dead.

Feitan's speed exploded to its maximum, almost invisible to the naked eye. As he approached the exit and opened the hall door, a white-collar-looking guy blocked his way.

"You actually escaped the explosion, but you must be in terrible shape right now!" Zheng Zha said, carrying the unconscious Xiao Di in one hand and looking at Feitan.

Xiao Di was guarding the entrance of the auction house to prevent anyone from escaping, but she was completely unprepared for Zheng Zha coming from outside and was easily ambushed by him.

Although Shizuku is also a member of the Phantom Troupe, her strength is only so-so. Her Nen ability manifests as a vacuum cleaner—the Bulbasaur—which can suck up any non-living thing according to Shizuku's commands.

Within the Phantom Troupe, her abilities only amounted to her role in transporting and cleaning up messes.

Although Little Drop also has a record of defeating enemies, she uses a vacuum cleaner to inflict wounds on them and then uses the vacuum cleaner to suck up their blood.

However, encountering Zheng Zha, who can control his own blood, was like meeting his natural enemy. It was not surprising at all that he was defeated by Zheng Zha in a one-on-one fight.

"Little Shizuku has been captured... Damn it, is it you who plotted against the Phantom Troupe? Who are you people?" Feitan drew his sword from under his umbrella, pointing the tip at Zheng Zha, and said, "Are you alone? Where are your companions? Tell them to come out."

Zheng Zha shook his head and said, "Of course it's not just me, but it won't be that easy to force out my companions."

"If you don't come out, I'll just kill you." As soon as Feitan finished speaking, he rushed to Zheng Zha's side like lightning.

However, Zheng Zha, who had vampire blood and had also learned Nen abilities, was still able to keep up with Feitan's speed. He struggled to sidestep Feitan's sword tip.

"Is that all you've got? Looks like I overestimated you. You're just full of petty tricks, die!"

Feitan looked at Zheng Zha with disdain, even though he was seriously injured, he felt that he was enough to deal with Zheng Zha.

boom!

The glass in the corridor suddenly shattered, and a sniper bullet was fired from a distance.

Feitan's sense of danger allowed him to dodge in time, but his ear was blasted to pieces by a sniper bullet, bleeding profusely.

"Sniper!" Feitan's face turned grim.

Feitan isn't like Uvogin, who can withstand rocket launchers. This agile warrior is quite fragile; a single sniper bullet is enough to take his life.

Explosions continued to be heard from the building, because Bruce was not a professional demolition expert, and the explosives he planted did not cause the building to collapse immediately.

The rickety building can probably hold on for another three minutes.

The threat of the collapsing building, the enemy in front of him, and the sniper in the shadows posed a triple threat to Feitan.

Besides his speed, Feitan's Nen ability 'Blazing Sun' can create a small sun to scorch enemies.

However, the sniper in the distance restricted his Nen abilities. When he released the Blazing Sun, he could not stray too far from the miniature sun, and he also had to wear a fireproof suit created by his Nen, which severely reduced his speed.

Releasing the blazing sun will turn you into a sitting duck for snipers. Fireproof suits can block heat, but they certainly can't stop bullets.

Without using his Nen ability, relying solely on speed, he wouldn't be able to defeat Zheng Zha and Bruce's combined attack within three minutes.

Feitan made this judgment in his mind.

Should we run away?

Feitan glanced at the unconscious Xiao Di, who had been casually tossed aside by Zheng Zha. If he had chosen to take Xiao Di with him, his movement speed would have been reduced, and neither of them would have been able to escape.

But instead of saving Xiao Di, he ran away...

Feitan hesitated, but then he thought that Shizuku was just a new member and he had no relationship with her. In the Phantom Troupe, he only got along with Phinks. Why should he care about the deaths of the others?

Even when Franklin died before his eyes, Feitan was only angry for a moment. Whether Shizuku lives or dies, he wouldn't care much.

My thoughts raced.

Feitan watched the building collapse more and more violently, and finally made up his mind.

He turned and ran away...

Dressed in all black, Feitan, like a bat, broke through a window and escaped from the collapsing building in a few leaps.

Seeing Feitan leave, Zheng Zha breathed a sigh of relief.

He took out his phone and reported the situation to Weston.

"I've finished my business here. Franklin is dead, Feitan has escaped, and Shizuku has been captured by me."

Weston's voice came from the other end: "I understand. Come to this building to provide support immediately."

"What about Xiaodi?" Zheng Zha asked.

“Tie her up as a hostage.”

“Okay!” Zheng Zha hung up the phone, dislocated Xiao Di’s hands, handcuffed her with his thumbs, and then carried her away from the collapsed building.

Downstairs, Zheng Zha handed the unconscious Xiao Di to a gangster and instructed him, "Keep an eye on this woman. Remember to inject her with anesthesia every hour. Don't be careless."

After giving all the instructions, Zheng Zha saw the intense gunfire coming from the rooftop across the street and rushed over.

Chapter 145 Super Saiyan Warrior

When a huge explosion occurred at the auction venue, the entire building gradually disintegrated.

On the opposite building, the members of the Phantom Troupe responsible for picking up Feitan and the others in hot air balloons all changed their expressions.

"This is bad, it's a trap. Someone is willing to blow up a building to kill Feitan and the others." The knight's face was grim.

As the mastermind behind the operation, his failure to detect the hidden enemy was incredibly embarrassing.

"Who is targeting us? How did the plan get exposed? Could there be a traitor in the brigade?" Nobunaga asked from the side.

"I don't know who wants to deal with the Brigade, but they'll probably be appearing before us soon," the swordsman said.

"Haha, then I'll have to give them a good lesson." Uvogin laughed maniacally, "To ambush Franklin and his men by blowing up a building, these guys are even crazier than us!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The sound of propellers churning the air came from afar.

"They're here!" the swordsman said in a deep voice.

"It's a helicopter, which makes things difficult. We don't have the means to attack from that distance."

"We'll wait here. Sooner or later they'll jump onto the roof and fight us."

That helicopter was used for news reporting by a newspaper owned by a gang.

These civilian helicopters cannot carry weapons.

But suddenly the helicopter door opened, and a man grabbed a Vulcan Gatling gun and pointed the dark muzzle at the roof.

This Gatling gun is a valuable item obtained by the gang. They have connections everywhere in Yorknew City; they can even get their hands on RPGs, let alone Gatling guns.

The helicopter quickly closed the distance to the heroes on the rooftop, and when it was fifty meters away from them, Luo Yan opened fire.

Da da da da!

Six thousand bullets per minute formed a metallic storm, engulfing the heroes.

The knight's pupils contracted, and he roared, "Uvogin!"

Uvogin immediately understood and shouted, "Everyone, hide behind me!"

Uvogin crossed his arms in front of him, his massive body acting as a shield, protecting his companions behind him.

Bullets rained down, striking Uvogin's body, but were all deflected by his terrifying telekinesis.

In fact, at a distance of fifty meters, only a small fraction of the Gatling gun bullets actually hit Uvogin's body.

Luo Yan could ignore the recoil of the Gatling gun and accurately aim at Uvogin, but the helicopter could not ignore this recoil. As Luo Yan fired, the civilian helicopter also shook, affecting Luo Yan's shooting accuracy.

"Get a little closer, Feng Wujue, change the ammunition belt!"

Luo Yan roared, the feeling of firing the Gatling gun was indescribably exhilarating.

That insane rate of fire, 6,000 bullets per minute, seemed to be launching all his negative emotions and inner pressure.

He had developed a fondness for Gatling guns.

The helicopter got a dozen meters closer to the rooftop.

Franklin, the only member of the group capable of threatening helicopters in the air, is dead. The four members of the group, including Xia Ke, have no long-range firepower and can only become targets, being relentlessly shot at by Luo Yan.

The water tower on the roof was blown up by the Gatling gun, and the water drenched the heroes.

The surrounding concrete fence was riddled with holes, and concrete debris mixed with the water at their feet, leaving the area in a mess.

The swordsman hiding behind Uvogin is contemplating a counterattack strategy.

Suddenly he smelled a faint scent of blood.

The knight looked at Uvogin and saw that Uvogin had deep abrasions on his cheeks, arms, torso, and thighs.

"You can't hold them off any longer!" the swordsman asked.

"I can keep going!" Uvogin roared.

Uvogin can withstand the rocket launcher because it only deals damage in one wave, and he can defend against it by concentrating a large amount of psychic energy.

It can withstand Gatling gun fire, but requires a constant expenditure of psychic energy.

Uvogin doesn't have unlimited telekinesis; his telekinesis will eventually run out.

Once he completely loses his psychic powers, Uvogin will become a mortal being, to be torn to pieces by the metal storm.

"Wojin, don't try to hold on, you'll drag us all into danger. Listen to me, smash the concrete slab under your feet and let's go down to the next floor to avoid the attack."

The swordsman didn't consider going down the stairs from the roof.

His main concern was that the enemy might be lying in ambush at the stairwell. He would simply smash the cement beneath his feet, which would be faster and catch the enemy off guard.

But could the knight-errant's ideas really be beyond the expectations of the wise man, Weston?

When Uvogin chose to smash the concrete roof, a group of gangsters were already waiting for them, carrying RPGs.

While the heroes and their companions waited on the rooftop for news of Feitan and his group, Weston did not place explosives below them as he had done with Feitan and his group.