Chapter 235

The Scavenger felt as if those punches had hit a metal plate, the impact causing his hands to bleed.

She sensed something was wrong, and tried to punch the other person in the face, but it still felt as hard as an iron plate.

If long-term exercise can build a strong chest, that's perfectly understandable. But why is his face still so hard?

Could it be Originium Arts?

Seeing the other person's puzzled look, Jestton laughed even harder, sticking out his tongue in a playful, provocative declaration:

"I have a slight doubt that you can beat me. You see, it's not that I don't give you a chance, it's that you're not good enough."

Behind the Scavenger were Rhodes Island operator trapped in a net, with nowhere left to retreat.

She and Jestton were fighting head-on when she was unfortunately hit in the chin with a heavy punch and collapsed to the ground.

"Tch, all done."

Jestton called in other thugs, who tied up the Scavenger and the Rhodes Island Operator.

Only after confirming there was no danger did he take out two hard iron plates from his clothes.

Upon seeing this, Provence immediately blushed:

"You... you're despicable! You're shameless!"

"Haha, thank you for the compliment."

Instead of feeling ashamed, Jestton was proud, laughing wildly, and even reached out to pinch Provence's chin.

His Originium Arts are the manipulation of metal. However, he has never been able to fully utilize this ability.

It wasn't until Jestton underwent modifications by Rhine Lab, with metal implanted in his body, that he unleashed his full power, becoming incredibly hard. He could solidify his body into iron, using metal hand blades to launch attacks. Carrying iron plates was also a normal defensive measure.

As for whether this move is stronger or weaker than Director Saria's Calcification, only time will tell.

"Brothers, help them tie them up and take them back."

"Yes, boss."

Jestton left the chores to the other thugs, picked up his dagger, and left, leaving behind a dashing silhouette.

March 25, 6:52 pm

Shi Lei received a call from Exusiai and asked:

"Beach umbrellas? Is that the team investigating that area of Trimont City?"

"I tried to contact them around 6:00 PM in the east of the city, but their phones have been switched off and I can't get through. I guess something has happened."

"Okay, then you guys get ready. Texas and I will be back now, and we'll set off once we meet up."

Just as Shi Lei hung up the phone, a dark hand reached out from behind him.

I grabbed his phone, ready to run away.

In Columbia, where a spirit of freedom prevails, some areas have a "zero-dollar shopping" model. Just grab whatever you want, and don't forget to pay the tax if you take too much.

But Shi Lei's phone wasn't so easy to snatch. With an unconscious push, he sent the homeless man tumbling and scrambling more than ten meters, landing face-first in the dirt. When he got up, his mouth was full of blood, and he'd knocked out his front teeth.

Those who didn't know the situation might have thought he used too much force, causing him to lose his balance and fall hard.

Shi Lei frowned slightly and ignored him. If he made a move, this person would surely die.

But what difference does killing a homeless man make? There are plenty of people like that in this country.

Behind Columbia's glamorous facade lies a distorted wealth gap and a distorted social class structure.

Shi Lei had more important matters to attend to, and was eager to confirm the safety of the Reconnaissance Squad, so he turned and left.

He returned to the car and went back to the hotel with Texas. After Croissant, Exusiai, and Lappland, they headed east of the city.

Shi Lei kept his eyes closed the whole way, using his Psychic Power to pinpoint his location near the Adult Education Center.

Texas drove there, taking everyone to an industrial park.

The factory gates here are rusty and have been kept closed, as if they are not open to the public.

When Exusiai arrived, she also discovered that her cell phone had no signal. This indicates that there are signal-blocking devices in these factories.

Using the location of the rock ring, Shi Lei sensed outwards and determined that the Reconnaissance Squad had been kidnapped.

"They were indeed tied up, at the far right of the entrance, about one or two hundred meters away."

Lappland doesn't live in Lungmen permanently, so she always asks questions before taking action.

"Zhongli, did you give me the shield?"

Only after receiving a positive reply did she feel relieved enough to run to a meat canning factory.

Protected by the Jade Shield, Lappland nimbly climbed the three- or four-meter-high wall. Ignoring the barbed wire wrapped around it, she easily descended from the height.

She opened the door from the inside and rushed in with the other four Messenger like tigers among sheep.

Inside an office in the factory.

For his meritorious capture, Jestton was verbally commended by Mr. K, a high-ranking executive at Beach Umbrella.

He was very happy, holding the wine glass in his hand and gently swirling it, listening to classical Sargon music.

Elegant, so incredibly elegant.

But soon, a series of hurried footsteps interrupted the elegance, Jestton's henchman pushed open the door and entered:

"Boss, something's wrong! Someone's broken in!"

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"Boss, something's wrong! Someone's broken in!"

"What did you say?"

Upon hearing this, Jestton put down his wine glass, picked up a dagger, and hurriedly followed the thugs out of the office.

The intruders breached the defenses of the previous factory building and advanced towards the production workshop in the middle of the factory. Their attack was swift and fierce, and no one could withstand them in their path.

Jestton looked at the four people fighting, his expression unusually solemn, knowing that he had met his match this time. He quickly went downstairs while rapidly observing his opponents.

In the middle are two Female Lupo wielding swords; one fights fiercely, the other with steady and methodical moves.

Although we didn't see them playing together, we could sense that they had a very high level of chemistry.

If one of them were chosen as an opponent, they might be able to achieve a synergistic effect greater than the sum of their parts.

On the left is a muscular woman from the Dolans, wielding two large hammers. If struck by these weapons, one would either be severely injured and fall to the ground, or die on the spot.

Even if Jestton possesses iron-like qualities, he wouldn't dare to provoke him easily, as it could easily cause internal injuries.

On the right side of the workshop was a Red-haired Sarkaz who was constantly firing a musket and changing magazines.

In comparison, she seemed to be the easiest of the four intruders to deal with.

A ruthless glint flashed in Jestton's eyes as he quickly devised a solution. No matter how powerful the enemy, he would try to exploit their weaknesses.

He lowered his center of gravity, hovering in the enemy's blind spot, hiding behind other thugs. He would wait until he was close enough before launching a sudden attack!

Jestton circled behind Red-haired Sarkaz, pressed a sharp dagger against her neck, and shouted:

"Stop! All of you stop! If you dare to move again, I'll kill her right now!"

Those who don't care about their companions' lives usually act alone. In other words, those who come out together are generally people who know each other.

If you can capture the weakest one, you can use that person's life as leverage to make your opponent hesitate to act.

No matter how strong the remaining people are, as long as you have hostages in your hands, you won't be able to unleash your full potential.

This trick has worked for Jestton time and time again, especially on shrewish women like the Scavenger who are likely to fall for it.

But tonight's situation was clearly different from anything he had seen before.

Seeing that Exusiai was being held hostage, Lappland showed no intention of coming to her rescue and even mocked her:

"Hahaha, you're such a loser! How could someone get behind you and hold a dagger to your neck?"

"Oh dear, I didn't notice, it's a minor issue."

Seeing them still able to calmly banter with each other under these circumstances, Jestton felt a sense of unease. Holding the dagger to the Red-haired Sarkaz's pale neck, he sharply warned the other three:

"Damn it, all of you, get serious! If you keep laughing like this, I'll kill her right here! You wouldn't want to see your friend fall in front of you, would you?"

"Hahahaha..."

Lappland laughed so hard she almost fell over, completely disregarding her image. Once she stopped laughing, she gestured with her hands and said generously:

"Go ahead and kill, I'll admit defeat if you just scratch me."

Texas and Croissant glanced in their direction, but neither showed any intention of offering assistance.

They were protected by Shi Lei's Jade Shield and annihilated a Syracuse family of more than 500 people.

More recently, in Yarbing, he single-handedly annihilated over 600 elite Ursus regular troops.

To even think that Exusiai get hurt is a sign of distrust and disrespect towards Shi Lei.

"Hey, what's going on with you guys?"

Jestton was quite surprised to see that the three intruders completely disregarded the life or death of the Red-haired Sarkaz. He had used this tactic many times, but this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

"Oh, I get it. You guys are pretending not to care about her, planning to get closer before suddenly snatching her away? Damn it, I'm not kidding!"

Jestton pressed the tip of his dagger against Exusiai's pale collarbone at a 45-degree angle. This angle would puncture a blood vessel, but wouldn't be fatal. Just a little blood from the hostage would surely unsettle these intruders.

Um?

What's going on?

Jestton found he couldn't pierce it; it was as if there was an invisible, unseen resistance. He desperately tried to stab the Red-haired Sarkaz in the collarbone, but to his surprise, the dagger broke!

Upon witnessing this scene, Jestton's pupils dilated dramatically.

He never expected that the seemingly weakest Sarkaz would possess Originium Arts similar to his own.

Is it iron formation or Calcification?

Jestton, with a grave expression, asked Exusiai:

"Are you the Operator from Rhodes Island?"

After arresting the Scavenger and others, he immediately conducted a surprise interrogation. Even though the guys didn't say anything, their uniforms betrayed their identities.

Jestton used his mobile phone to check and confirmed that the uniforms came from a pharmaceutical company.

Rhodes Island.

Coincidentally, the Beach Umbrella Company he worked for was also one of the top large pharmaceutical companies in Columbia.

Jestton naturally assumed they were spies sent by a competitor and reported this to Mr. K.

"I am..."

Exusiai intended to answer truthfully, but was suddenly interrupted by Lappland:

"Huang, stop playing around and finish him off quickly."

This codename belonged to a Feline race Guard Operator on Rhodes Island. Exusiai instantly understood, drew her spare gun from her waist, and fired a shot behind her.

"Bang!"

Jestton lost his weapon and had to let go. Blood began to flow from his forehead, but he did not die.

"Damn it, they actually slapped me in the face!"

Jestton felt deeply humiliated and violently activated his Originium Arts to make his body even harder.

Come on, Huang!

Let's see who's tougher, you or me!

His hand, as hard as steel, swiftly slashed towards Exusiai's neck. This hand chop, the culmination of over a decade of Jestton's training, was more powerful than a dagger.