Courting Death??

"Okay, very good."

Iron Wolf grinned, his gleaming white teeth revealing a chilling killing intent.

He absolutely did not believe that two lowly, worthless people could cause any trouble.

The only possibility is that Bao Gu was killed.

These two brats were bait deliberately put out by some force to publicly humiliate the Iron Wolf Gang and test their bottom line!

"You dare mess with my people in the Black Street, and you even dare to put bait in my face."

Iron Wolf ripped off the heavy tactical gear belt hanging on the wall and fastened it around his waist.

A Heavy Chainsaw Blade, 1.5 meters long, with dark red, dried blood grooves on its serrated blade, was hanging from the side of the belt.

That was his signature weapon.

"Call on everyone who can move."

Iron Wolf strode out of the Conference Hall, his metal prosthetic leg slamming heavily onto the Alloy floor, causing the entire hall to vibrate.

"I'll go collect the body myself."

A breakfast stall at the street corner.

The steaming hot soy milk exudes a rich aroma of soybeans, with a few coarse sugar granules lying at the bottom of the bowl.

Chen Xi held the large, rough porcelain bowl in both hands and sipped the water slowly. A trace of color finally returned to her pale face.

She hadn't eaten anything this sweet in many years.

"Brother, you should eat too."

Chen Xi thoughtfully pushed a golden-brown, crispy meat pie in front of Chen Fan.

Chen Fan looked at the ring of white foam on the corner of her mouth, the indifference in his eyes faded slightly, and he reached out and picked up the meat pie.

Taking a bite, the coarse meat scraps mixed with inferior spices were hardly delicious in the mortal world, but the long-dormant Mortal World Karma within his body trembled slightly at this moment, transforming into a wisp of pure white vapor that nourished the Divine Soul Dao Seed in the center of his Sea of Consciousness.

The warmth and comfort of everyday life are most Dao Heart soul.

Suddenly.

Chen Fan paused slightly while chewing.

A faint, rhythmic tremor came from the ground beneath my feet.

That was the sound of heavy combat boots pounding on the concrete, carrying a violent and chaotic killing intent, surging in like a tide from the end of the street.

Whoosh!

The disabled breakfast stall owner dropped his iron ladle into the oil pan, collapsing to the ground, his face deathly pale as he stared at the street ahead, trembling like a leaf.

Chen Xi keenly sensed something was wrong, and the porcelain bowl in her hand suddenly shook, spilling a few drops of soy milk onto the table.

She turned her head in horror.

At the end of the long street, a dense crowd blocked the entire street.

Hundreds of fully armed gangsters, each wielding a variety of firearms, were spread out in a fan shape, their dark muzzles gleaming coldly in the morning light.

And at the very front of the crowd.

A burly, towering man strode over.

Click!

The piercing sound of machinery starting up tore through the deathly silence.

The Chainsaw Greatblade in the burly man's hand suddenly began to spin, its sharp Alloy teeth whirling wildly, cutting through the cold air and producing a sharp, piercing shriek!

A dense, Blood-Colored Superpower, like the open jaws of a wolf, coiled around the blade.

The terrifying pressure from Late Second-Tier Esper was like a mountain pressing down on the chests of everyone on the entire street!

Chen Xi's face instantly drained of color, her delicate body trembled violently, and she almost fell off the bench.

However.

The young man in white at the table slowly swallowed the last bite of the meat pie.

He picked up the rough, broken porcelain bowl, tilted his head back, and drank the remaining warm soy milk at the bottom in one gulp.

Smack

The porcelain bowl was gently placed upside down on the greasy wooden table.

Chen Fan raised his hand and gently ruffled Chen Xi's hair.

Then, the boy gripped the rusty, Broken Saber at his waist.

"Finished eating?"

The Iron Wolf stopped, its massive body blocking the pale, rising morning light.

He held the Chainsaw Greatblade, its speed soaring, in one hand. Pistons inside the metal mechanical arm spewed out a plume of high-pressure white steam, emitting a piercing hiss in the cold air.

With his face contorted in a menacing grimace, Iron Wolf looked down at the boy behind the wooden table.

"Two filthy rats from the sewers, you two couldn't even kill a wild dog in the Wasteland. Tell me, what promises did the City Defense Force Seventh Patrol Team make you dare to come back to your deaths?"

In his eyes, this was not revenge at all.

The death of Bao Gu and the destruction of six armored vehicles must have been orchestrated by the inner-city tycoons or the Patrol Battalion who wanted to get involved in the Black Street business.

These two orphans were nothing more than expendable pawns pushed into the open to attract attention.

"You have three seconds to confess who ordered you."

Iron Wolf's eyes flashed with a blood-red light, and he raised his hand and gently waved it forward.

"Dismember this brat, but don't kill him. I want to keep him alive and skin him slowly."

Before he finished speaking, four figures exuding a fierce and malevolent aura stepped out side by side behind him.

Four Second-Tier Bosses.

The burly man on the far left had a single One-Eye. He grinned maliciously, and the grayish-white keratin layer on his body grew wildly at a visible speed, instantly transforming into a hard Rock Armor half a foot thick. Even his eyelids were covered with a layer of stone film.

The two Agility-Type Mutants on the right stretched out their bodies, flicking out half-foot-long steel blades from their fingertips, gliding along the ground like two venomous spiders poised to strike.

The last person raised two eerie green, Corrosive Flames from his palm, staring menacingly at Chen Xi.

A chaotic and mixed stream of Superpower swept wildly down the long street.

The rickety tarpaulin awning of the breakfast stall could not withstand the weight and snapped with a crack, the supporting bamboo breaking as the entire tarpaulin crashed to the ground.

The earthenware bowl on the table was shaken off and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces of mud.

Chen Xi trembled violently with fear, clutching her head tightly with both hands and burying her face completely in the large animal skin cloak.

Tears seeped down her dirty clothes and splashed into the mud.

Chen Fan's wrist, holding the Broken Saber, froze in mid-air.

Deep within his Sea of Consciousness, the dormant Red Dust Dao Seed trembled violently.

The girl's desperate attachment and fear transformed into a raging torrent of cause and effect, washing over his Divine Soul True Spirit.

That was the bond with humanity he had rediscovered after countless tribulations.

The youthful gentleness in Chen Fan's eyes vanished completely in that instant, replaced by extreme indifference.

"Scraps."

The moment the two words were uttered, the One-Eye petrified leader charged forward in a frenzy.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The heavy cement road surface was worn into cracks and potholes by countless footsteps.

The massive, thousand-pound rock, carrying ferocious kinetic energy, rammed into Chen Fan's face with One-Eye hands clasped around its head like a hammer, laughing arrogantly.

"Give me a piece of meat!"

Faced with an attack that was powerful enough to smash through a reinforced concrete blast wall, Chen Fan remained calmly seated on the bench, without even making a move to get up.

His left hand remained gently resting on his sister's head, while his right hand gripped the knife hilt in reverse and casually thrust it forward.

He didn't even draw his sword.

The rusty scabbard, covered in broken copper, seemingly casually met the hardest part of the Rock Armor, the line connecting its breastbone and ribs.

"Court death!"

A cruel sneer appeared on Iron Wolf's lips.

The One-Eye Rockified Armor couldn't even be penetrated by Second-Tier Armor-Piercing Sniper Round. Trying to take it with a piece of rotten wood?

That's absolutely ridiculous!