"A million in liquid funds, tenfold leverage! Continuous, comprehensive enhancement! Recharge!"
A money-powered punch collided with those twin hammers brimming with technological force.
"Stinking plutocrat, eat my hammer!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Fists against twin hammers. Compared with Nineteen, who had been instantly killed in one blow, Dilaudid seemed much more resistant to damage!
Of course, the main reason was that Tycoon had clearly invested less "money" than he had when beating Nineteen just now.
Facing Nineteen, Tycoon had clearly made something of an impulsive purchase—after all, Old Yao's bones had yet to grow cold in that pool of blood, and the sentimental, loyal Tycoon was clearly not a calm and rational person.
However, although Dilaudid and Tycoon had no direct conflict, Tycoon clearly disliked members of the Psychology Society because of Lacan.
Even while fighting unarmed against an armed opponent, Tycoon still clearly suppressed Dilaudid with the boost from a million in liquid funds.
Add in the age difference between them...
It looked just like an old father disciplining his daughter.
However, Dilaudid was no pushover.
"Damn, what a pain... You're practically a piece of mineral slag that gained sentience after being dug out of some mine," Dilaudid cursed after her twin hammers were knocked aside yet again. "I've had enough. I'm blowing up!"
As she spoke, she spun the twin hammers once in her hands and put them away. At the same time, she took a step back and flung more than ten metallic spheres with a clinking rattle.
"Beep beep beep beep beep beep!"
The metallic spheres flashed red and emitted urgent warning sounds. Lin Yu recalled his unpleasant memories on the overpass and hurriedly closed his peeping eyes.
Then...
"Whoosh!"
Even with his eyes closed, Lin Yu could feel a searing white light appear before him.
His