"Heh heh."
Strangled sounds came intermittently from A Biao's mouth as his metal arm kept struggling to claw at the web between Chen Feng's right thumb and forefinger, yet it could not budge it even a little.
A Perfected Modified Human?
Could the gap really be this vast?
No one could answer his doubts.
Until finally, remembering that the Green Armor's time was limited, with only two minutes left.
Chen Feng slightly raised his head and looked at him indifferently.
Crack!
His palm tightened, then he tossed him aside.
Thud!
The heavy impact slammed into the ground. Gao Tianheng, standing not far from the elevator doors, shuddered, his face as pale as if drained of blood.
Fear +1!
Fear +1!
Fear +1!
Chen Feng walked up to him, his steady footsteps echoing through the deathly silence.
"Who exactly are you?"
Gao Tianheng stared fixedly at the Green Armor mask. He was terrified, but even more than that, he was shocked and furious.
When had he acquired such a powerful enemy?
Someone capable of hiring a Perfected Modified Human?
There was no answer.
Chen Feng merely stepped forward in silence and stopped before him.
They stood less than a foot apart. Chen Feng recalled everything that had happened today.
He had once considered sitting down for a proper negotiation.
But unfortunately—
Bang bang bang bang bang!
Clang clang clang clang clang clang!
The bullets rebounded off the Green Armor. Chen Feng curved his arms as if embracing a gale.
Twin Peaks Pierce the Ears. With a bang,—
Gao Tianheng's eyes turned bloodshot. His body froze for half a second before he toppled backward.
The black pistol in his hand had emptied its magazine, and a wisp of smoke rose from its barrel.
Everything was over. Chen Feng glanced at the receptionist