The Head-Pat Kill!

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Three consecutive sounds of flesh being pierced rang out. James's three bone spurs from his left hand pierced the robber's chest, completely disappearing, with his fist pressed against the robber's chest.

With this final, fatal blow, James clearly felt the force of his opponent gripping his right hand weaken rapidly. Before his opponent could completely stop breathing, James pulled his right hand away with force, and a large amount of blood mixed with filth in his abdomen gushed out, quickly filling the air with a pungent stench.

James frowned slightly, glancing at the still smooth, white bone spur. He breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing that it was free of blood and filth, but secretly vowed never to use the bone claws to attack an enemy's stomach again.

At the same time, James slowly pulled his left hand out of the other person's chest, letting the other person fall to the ground and slowly die.

Having dealt with the enemy in front of him, James couldn't help but turn his head to look at Victor, just in time to see him sever the neck of the last enemy with a single claw, killing him, and then looking at him.

Their eyes met in the air, and feeling the concern in each other's eyes, a warm smile appeared on their faces at the same time. In this environment filled with blood and several gruesome corpses, it did not seem out of place at all.

After exchanging a smile, the ferocity and murderous aura emanating from the two quickly dissipated, returning them to their pre-killing state. However, the look in their eyes had changed significantly compared to before.

Victor's already sharp eyes became even more piercing, and his entire demeanor became more confident and arrogant. If the Victor before was a tiger kept in a park, only fierce in appearance and unaware that he could dominate the jungle as the king of beasts, then now, after the baptism of this battle, he has recognized his own strength and talent. Victor has completely transformed into a truly ferocious tiger that roars over the jungle!

James's transformation was even more dramatic.

He was originally fragile, timid, and spoiled, an innocent child who was pampered by everyone.

Although he experienced the upheaval at the Howlett Manor and killed his biological father Thomas Logan, he also suffered the pain of losing his adoptive father John Howlett and being abandoned by his mother, making him more sensitive and vulnerable.

He didn't dare to attack when he first encountered these robbers, but when he saw Victor in danger, he abandoned his fear and hesitation and rushed forward to attack.

Furthermore, the battle unleashed his inner wildness, gradually shedding his original fragility and timidity, transforming him into a brave and fearless ferocious Beast. Even after the battle ended and he returned to normal, his eyes still revealed a sharpness and strength, no longer showing his former weakness.

As they returned side by side to the carriage, they saw Chen Mo slowly step down from it, looking at them with gentle eyes and a face full of approval.

Feeling the approval and warmth in Chen Mo's eyes, Victor and James also felt a warmth in their hearts.

They were satisfied with their performance and the changes they had made. However, they knew very well who had given them this opportunity and who had been protecting and helping them all along, allowing them to hone their skills without danger and successfully complete their Mind Stone transformation, becoming truly strong.

Without Chen Mo's protection, the robbers would have killed them long ago with their shotguns and axes. How could they have been so easily wiped out by two children?

Adding to the fact that Chen Mo had helped them take in when they were most helpless, and had led them away from that heartbreaking place to the United States to start a new life, the two felt only deep gratitude and respect for Chen Mo.

The robbers thought Chen Mo's marksmanship was terrible, but the two of them knew exactly how good Chen Mo's marksmanship was. He attacked several times in a row, and each time he was able to hit the target in time and accurately.

It's important to understand that neither the hand holding the gun nor the Speed falling axe blade actually exposed a large area in front of Chen Mo, about the size of two eggs. Yet, Chen Mo was able to hit the target accurately every time, and he wasn't even using a high-precision rifle, but rather a short-barreled pistol.

Even though the two grew up at the foot of the Rocky Mountains and had heard countless stories of skilled hunters, they had never heard of anyone with such amazing marksmanship.

Coupled with the incredible speed Chen Mo displayed during their first meeting, the two men held Chen Mo in the highest esteem and admiration for his abilities.

"Sir, the enemy has been completely eliminated."

Victor looked at Chen Mo respectfully and spoke as always, without the slightest arrogance; on the contrary, he was even more respectful than before.

Although they had just taken down five burly robbers, they did not become arrogant because of it.

They knew perfectly well that Chen Mo was far stronger than them, and dealing with these robbers would be a piece of cake for him. They were only going to such lengths to train the two of them.

Although the two were young and not particularly bright, they could see Chen Mo's good intentions and respected him even more. They did not neglect or belittle him in the slightest because they recognized their special abilities and talents.

This time, James didn't remain silent out of shyness as before. Instead, he looked up at Chen Mo, his round little face full of gratitude, and said solemnly.

"Thank you, sir!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo smiled slightly, stretched out his hands, and gently placed them on the tops of the two people's heads, stroking them softly. Victor was a little uncomfortable at first, but he quickly relaxed and, like James, comfortably squinted his eyes, looking like two cats being petted by their owner, their faces full of affection.

Although James' mother, Elizabeth, neglected him, he still had his father, John Howlett, to care for and love him. Victor, on the other hand, lost his mother early, and his father, Thomas, often beat and abused him. From the time he could remember, he had never felt any love from his elders. Now, feeling Chen Mo's broad and warm hand gently stroking his head, an unprecedented feeling of being cared for and protected welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of filial piety towards Chen Mo.

James was in a similar situation. Having lost his adoptive father and biological father, and then abandoned by his biological mother, he was extremely fragile and insecure. Chen Mo's gentle touch made him feel the love and care of a father again, and the missing sense of security reappeared. He couldn't help but develop a strong dependence on Chen Mo.

After patting their heads, Chen Mo withdrew his hands and strode towards the withered tree trunk lying across the road in front of the carriage, amidst the two children's disappointed gazes.