"Ah!" A scream rang out. Of course, it hadn't come from Zhou Zilong, but from a minor figure Zhou Zilong had kicked flying.
As he was sent flying, several people charging from the same direction couldn't dodge in time and went flying with him.
Zhou Zilong was far faster and stronger than the members of the Predator Mercenary Group. He was like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep, and every attack sent an enemy crashing to the ground.
"Damn brat! You made me suffer before. Now watch me beat you to death!" While Zhou Zilong was busy dealing with the others, Atai's voice came through gritted teeth, sounding as if it had risen from the depths of hell. He raised his gun high, its dark muzzle aimed straight at Zhou Zilong.
"Don't kill him. I want to get some methods for increasing our strength out of him!" Golden's voice rang out, low and cold.
Atai nodded, a cruel smile curling his lips. He aimed at Zhou Zilong's legs, intending to teach him a lesson. But what happened next left everyone stunned.
"Rat-tat-tat-tat!" The machine gun echoed through the night sky, bullets pouring down like a torrential rain. Yet Zhou Zilong seemed to have divine protection. The bullets grazed past him without even touching the hem of his clothes.
The Predator Mercenary Group members who couldn't get away in time fell in pools of blood. Zhou Zilong stood there unharmed. Apart from the holes bullets had torn in his pants, he looked completely unchanged.
"How is that possible?" Atai and Golden cried out in unison. Neither of them could believe Zhou Zilong had dodged the bullets from such close range.
But Zhou Zilong gave them no time to think. He took a deep breath, pressed his palms together, and began gathering the power within him. Blue energy surged from his hands, gradually forming a massive energy sphere.
"Kamehameha!" Zhou Zilong roared, firing the energy sphere toward Atai. It was so powerful that even the surrounding air compressed with a humming sound. Atai's face changed. He tried to dodge, but it was already too late.
"Boom!" A tremendous crash rang out. The energy sphere struck Atai and sent him flying. He smashed into a wall, leaving a huge crater in it, then slid limply to the ground. Zhou Zilong stood where he was, watching without expression.
"Kid, what did you put in your hands? How could it be so powerful?" Golden couldn't help crying out. He couldn't understand how someone as young as Zhou Zilong could possess such incredible strength.
"I didn't put anything in my hands. It's one of my techniques," Zhou Zilong replied coolly. "Someone like you, who's never encountered it before, wouldn't understand."
Golden fell silent for a moment, then looked Zhou Zilong straight in the eye. "Since you refuse to admit it, don't blame me for forcing the truth out of you!"
Zhou Zilong used Xiao Ling's built-in scanning function to check Golden's personal information. He knew Golden couldn't possibly hurt him, but he still wanted to see what kind of man this giant was.
Golden:
[Race] Earthling (Giant-type Earthling)
[Height] 432 cm
[Weight] 271 kg
[Potential Level] Mediocre
[Potential Value] 2
[Potential Development Progress] 100
[Combat Power] 20
Golden looked at Zhou Zilong with disdain. He extended his enormous fist and swung it at him.
As Golden's fist drew closer, Zhou Zilong remained completely unafraid. He clenched his own fist and punched straight at Golden's.
"Boom!" Their fists collided with a thunderous crash. To everyone's astonishment, Golden was sent flying by Zhou Zilong's punch. His massive frame traced an arc through the air before crashing heavily to the ground.
"H-How is this possible?" The members of the Predator Mercenary Group cried out in disbelief. They couldn't believe that the seemingly frail young man before them had sent Golden flying with a single punch.
"Nothing is impossible," Zhou Zilong said coolly, determination shining in his eyes.
"Sir, I don't believe our Predator Mercenary Group has ever offended you!" A blond, fair-skinned man with a refined appearance stepped out from the crowd. Dressed in camouflage, he was the head of the Predator Mercenary Group. His nickname was Golden Scholar, and he was known for his intelligence and strategic planning.
"You've gotten away with throwing your weight around for far too long. I'm here to wipe you out!" Zhou Zilong replied coldly. His voice was calm, but his resolve was unmistakable.
Golden Scholar's eyes flashed with surprise. He hadn't expected Zhou Zilong to state his purpose so bluntly. But he quickly regained his composure and smiled faintly. "Aren't you being a little too arrogant? The Predator Mercenary Group isn't some bunch of nobodies anyone can challenge!"
Zhou Zilong didn't answer. He simply stared coldly at him. Seeing this, Golden Scholar said no more and waved his hand. At once, numerous sharp iron spikes sprang from the ground around Zhou Zilong, trapping him inside an iron cage.
Blue arcs of electricity crackled around the cage. Seeing this, Golden Scholar smiled smugly. "Sir, you're trapped now. You'd be wise to know when to give up. This cage is charged with high-voltage electricity, so you'd better surrender!"
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