Gravity propelled Li Aoz forward, sparing him any impact from landing. He maintained a low sliding posture and kept gliding across the ground.
The place was not large, roughly less than sixty square meters, yet there were four armed guards. The flickering, dim lights concealed Li Aoz's figure.
"Boss, I think there's some noise upstairs..."
"Don't worry about it. Just keep watch."
Zhu Baiya was talking to the guards ahead. He walked up to a door and searched his clothes for the key.
Li Aoz moved swiftly and silently, infiltrating at a low angle. It was not until he lifted his chain and launched a surprise attack from behind, strangling a man before his eyes, that anyone reacted.
"Enemy—"
Before he could speak, Li Aoz's body swayed like a ghost. Gravity empowered his body, and with a shift in direction, he immediately "fell" toward the wall.
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat—
"Fuck! He—he's flying!"
As their gun barrels turned toward him, he instantly kicked off the wall and leaped up, making a series of ferocious, impossibly sharp turns in midair.
Li Aoz precisely controlled the direction and magnitude of gravity. From beginning to end, he remained in a state of "free fall."
To the White Fang Gang's gunmen, Li Aoz looked like a fighter jet, constantly turning through the air to evade bullets while continuously accelerating straight at them! Whoosh! Li Aoz's body flickered, and he instantly landed behind one of the gunmen. The chain, reinforced by gravity, stretched taut like a spear and pierced through the man's skull.
The advantages of a flexible weapon became immediately apparent. He grabbed the front section of the chain that had pierced through the corpse and used the body as a meteor hammer, hurling it away.
He altered its trajectory and increased gravity tenfold at the same