Annihilating the Predator Mercenary Group (Complete)

"Ah!" A scream rang out. Naturally, this cry did not come from Zhou Zilong, but from a peripheral figure he had kicked away.

As he was sent flying, several others charging from that same direction were caught in the chaos and sent tumbling along with him, unable to dodge in time.

Zhou Zilong's speed and strength far surpassed those of the Predator Mercenary Group. He was like a fierce tiger charging into a flock of sheep, each of his strikes felling an enemy.

"You damn brat! You made me suffer before, now watch how I beat you to death!" Just as Zhou Zilong was busy dealing with the others, Atai's voice, grinding with hatred, seemed to emerge from the depths of hell. He raised his gun high, the pitch-black muzzle aimed directly at Zhou Zilong.

"Don't kill him! I need to extract the methods he uses to increase our strength from his mouth!" Golden's voice rang out then, low and cold.

Atai nodded, a cruel smile curling his lips. He shifted his aim to Zhou Zilong's legs, preparing to teach him a lesson. However, the scene that followed left everyone stunned.

"Rat-tat-tat-tat!" The sound of a machine gun echoed through the night sky. Bullets poured down like a torrential rain, yet Zhou Zilong moved as if protected by a god; the bullets grazed past him without even touching the hem of his clothes.

Those members of the Predator Mercenary Group who couldn't escape in time fell into pools of blood one after another. Zhou Zilong, however, stood perfectly still, unscathed, looking exactly as he had before, save for the bullet holes in his trousers.

"How is this possible?" Atai and Golden exclaimed in unison. They never imagined that Zhou Zilong could dodge gunfire at such close range.

Zhou Zilong, however, gave them no time to ponder. He took a deep breath, pressed his palms together, and began to condense the energy within his body. A blue light surged from his hands, gradually forming a massive sphere of energy.

"Kamehameha!" Zhou Zilong roared, launching the energy sphere toward Atai. The power of the blast was so immense that the surrounding air compressed, emitting a buzzing hum. Atai's face turned pale with terror; he tried to dodge, but it was already too late.

"Boom!" A deafening explosion erupted. Atai was struck by the energy sphere and sent flying backward instantly, slamming heavily into a wall. After leaving a massive crater in the masonry, he slid to the ground, limp. Zhou Zilong stood where he was, watching it all with an expressionless face.

"Kid, what did you put in your hands to have such terrifying power!" Golden couldn't help but exclaim at the sight. He couldn't comprehend how someone who looked so young could possess such overwhelming strength.

"I didn't put anything in them; this is a technique of my own," Zhou Zilong replied indifferently. "Naturally, someone like you who has never encountered it wouldn't understand!"

Golden fell silent for a moment, then gave Zhou Zilong a deep, piercing look. "Since you refuse to admit it, don't blame me for using force to make you talk!"

At this moment, Zhou Zilong used the reconnaissance function of the system, Xiao Ling, to check Golden's personal information. Although he knew Golden couldn't possibly harm him, he wanted to see what kind of person this giant was.

Golden:

[Race] Earthling (Giant-type Earthling)

[Height] 432 cm

[Weight] 271 kg

[Potential Rank] Mediocre

[Potential Value] 2

[Potential Development Progress] 100%

[Combat Power] 20

Golden stared at Zhou Zilong with disdain, extended his massive fist, and threw a punch straight at him.

Zhou Zilong watched the fist grow larger, yet he felt no fear. He clenched his own hand and met Golden's strike with a punch of his own.

"Boom!" The two fists collided with a thunderous sound. However, to everyone's shock, Golden was sent flying by Zhou Zilong's single blow. His massive frame traced an arc through the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

"Th-this... how is this possible?" The members of the Predator Mercenary Group cried out in alarm. They couldn't believe that the seemingly frail youth before them could send Golden flying with one punch.

"Nothing is impossible," Zhou Zilong said calmly, his eyes flickering with a resolute light.

"Sir, our Predator Mercenary Group doesn't seem to have offended you, does it?" At this moment, a man with fair skin, yellow hair, and a refined appearance, dressed in camouflage, stepped out from the crowd. He was the leader of the Predator Mercenary Group, nicknamed the Golden Scholar, known for his intelligence and strategic planning.

"Your Predator Mercenary Group has been acting like tyrants for too long. I am here to wipe you out!" Zhou Zilong replied coldly. His voice was calm, yet it carried an unquestionable firmness.

A flash of surprise crossed the Golden Scholar's eyes upon hearing this. He hadn't expected Zhou Zilong to state his intentions so directly. However, he quickly regained his composure, smiled faintly, and said, "Isn't your tone a bit too arrogant, sir? Our Predator Mercenary Group isn't something that just any stray cat or dog can challenge!"

Zhou Zilong didn't answer; he simply stared at him coldly. Seeing this, the Golden Scholar stopped wasting words and waved his hand. Suddenly, sharp iron spikes erupted from the ground beneath Zhou Zilong and all around him, trapping him tightly within an iron cage.

Blue electric arcs flickered around the cage, emitting a sizzling sound. The Golden Scholar laughed triumphantly. "Sir, you are trapped in the cage now. I advise you to be sensible; the perimeter of this cage is charged with high-voltage electricity. You had better surrender obediently!"