At this very moment.
Little Liu suddenly opened his eyes, floated into the air, and clenched his tiny fist. "Kun Sang, come over here for a sec."
Kun Sang smiled calmly from afar. "What is it? Don't think I can't tell. You got some advanced inheritance and want to use me to test your abilities?"
"Not at all. I just missed you."
Kun Sang curled his lip. "I know your nature very well, brat. You're just like your dad—two basins of bad water poured from the same pot!"
"???"
"Didn't you mean two people carved from the same mold?"
"Quit babbling. Does this scoundrel dare step forward?"
Little Liu puffed out his chest.
"What's there to be afraid of?"
"You little brat who plays with pee mud, you want to use your tiny fists to pound the chest of an S-Class Cyborg? Don't cry if you can't move me!"
Kun Sang strode forward, utterly fearless.
The little boy arched his body and threw a savage punch.
Thud.
His fist struck Kun Sang's chest, but Kun Sang did not budge. His face was full of disdain. "That's it?! You're only C-Class at best!"
Then the electronic eye in the little boy's chest flashed purple. Mechanical components rapidly unfolded behind his armor, assembling like Transformers into a mechanical fist three meters long.
Whoosh!
The fist broke the sound barrier.
Boom!
Kun Sang flew backward, shot through the doorway, rolled across the ground several times, and finally crashed into the grave pit of a Proxima b ancestor.
A Proxima b person blinked and instinctively tossed in a shovelful of dirt.
"Kun Sang, dead."
"Hahaha!"
Little Liu retracted his mechanical system and laughed heartily. "This little bro is finally not an ordinary person anymore!"
Liu Di was deeply gratified.
His little brother finally had