A Terrifying Strike

It was unknown why No-Parachute Bro was so furious, but Su Xiao knew one thing: Little Fatty wouldn't be able to leave for the time being.

No-Parachute Bro, his eyes bloodshot, charged in front of Little Fatty and raised a massive metal fist.

Hiss~

Steam sprayed from the end of the mechanical gauntlet. The steam generated kinetic energy, and the punch slammed toward Little Fatty like a pile driver.

Bang.

The shockwave spread out, and the mechanical gauntlet on No-Parachute Bro's hand glowed red. He had apparently activated Overload.

At this moment, No-Parachute Bro's breathing was heavy. Looking closely, one would notice an old-fashioned pocket watch hanging around his neck, one corner of it already damaged.

Judging from its appearance, the pocket watch should have been a piece of equipment. But equipment shouldn't break so easily.

No-Parachute Bro's pocket watch was indeed a piece of equipment. Its grade was somewhat special, and its ability was extremely powerful, but it was also very easy to damage.

A photograph was embedded inside the watch's cover. Through the shattered corner, one could see the smiling lips of a woman. It was an incredibly happy smile.

That woman was No-Parachute Bro's wife. More importantly, No-Parachute Bro's wife had already passed away.

The pocket watch was of great significance to him, so of course No-Parachute Bro was furious when it was damaged. He ignored Little Fatty's counterattack and swung both fists at him, hammering him viciously. His fists moved like pestles pounding garlic, ferocious beyond measure. Ferocious, yes—but they were merely wild punches.

Little Fatty was dazed by the barrage. Has this guy gone mad? Compared with No-Parachute Bro's "Wind-and-Fire Wheel Wild Punches," Little Fatty was even more wary of Su Xiao nearby.

After drinking the No.1 Potion, the various aches in Su Xiao's body