The Moment of Feeding (12)

Fu Qian's sudden act of violence had undoubtedly caught everyone by surprise.

His target, Goya, might have been a cut above Cynthia and the others in terms of strength, but he was still only an Intermediate Tier player.

Faced with a shameless sneak attack from a demigod, his head was pierced straight through like a skewer of candied fruit.

"Pity. Experiments are dangerous, and not everyone gets to see the results."

Fu Qian slowly withdrew his sharp finger-gun and spoke at an unhurried pace.

The time limit was probably about to run out, and he had something he needed to confirm.

Yet Goya, whose head had been pierced, didn't fall immediately.

The next moment, a pale green glow, brimming with vitality, burst over him and surged toward the hole in his head.

At the same time, his body flew backward at an incredible speed, trying to get away from Fu Qian.

Fu Qian wasn't particularly surprised by this flying-corpse act.

A man who valued his life so much, and who had the mighty Yasui Company at his back, was unlikely to be without several life-saving items.

So, almost at the same time, Fu Qian stamped his foot and pursued him at the same speed.

Only then did the stunned crowd react. Amid cries of alarm, they rushed to stop him.

Unfortunately, Fu Qian had already reached Goya. Seeing the wound on the man's head rapidly filling in, he kicked him.

Under the terrifying force, Goya's face was a mangled mess, but his fear was still palpable.

His life-saving items had all been triggered just moments ago, so his flesh and blood took the full force of the kick.

This was no longer a matter of a wound. It was as if a grenade had gone off at his waist. The