Death God Hit Kicked Out of the Atmosphere!

Swish!

Qin Feng's figure flickered, appearing directly amidst the ruins.

Hit scrambled to his feet, looking disheveled.

The punch from a moment ago had left half his face swollen, blood streaming from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with wariness.

This is impossible! How could such a monster exist in the universe!

I couldn't even track the trajectory of his punch!

A storm raged in Hit's heart, a chill running down his spine.

After just one exchange, he understood perfectly that the gap between their strengths was on entirely different dimensions. If he kept fighting, he would surely die.

"Don't stop now. Continue."

Qin Feng kept his hands in his pockets, his tone dripping with contempt.

This nonchalant attitude deeply wounded Hit's pride as the number one assassin.

For over a thousand years, no one had ever dared to look at him as if he were trash.

"Bastard!"

Hit gritted his teeth, a flash of ferocity in his eyes.

Whoosh!

His body vanished once more.

This time, he appeared directly behind Qin Feng.

But the moment he threw his punch, he activated Time-Skip again, eerily shifting to Qin Feng's front to deliver a brutal strike.

Snap!

The tricky, consecutive jump attack was still caught firmly by Qin Feng with a single hand.

"Flashy parlor tricks are worth nothing in the face of absolute power."

"You should be grateful; I'm in a good mood today and don't feel like killing anyone."

As soon as Qin Feng finished speaking, he yanked his right hand with force.

Hit lost his balance and was dragged forward.

Bang!

Qin Feng raised his right knee, slamming it hard into Hit's abdomen.

"Ugh!"

Hit's eyes bulged as he spat out a massive mouthful of purple blood.

The intense, wrenching pain caused him to curl up like a shrimp.

Having taken that solid hit, the aura on Hit's body withered by more than half in an instant.

Impossible... how can the gap be this wide...

Hit clutched his stomach, struggling to lift his head, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He finally understood: if this young man wanted to kill him, he wouldn't even survive for a second.

"Alright, get lost while you still can."

"Don't you ever set foot on this planet again. No matter how much the employer pays, if you dare to come back, I will bury you here forever."

"Do you understand?"

Qin Feng grabbed Hit by the collar, hoisting him into mid-air.

The people on this planet had treated him well; doing them a favor was a way to return the kindness.

"You... what is your name?"

Hit's purple face flushed red as he stared fixedly at Qin Feng.

"You aren't qualified to know yet. When you're actually capable of putting up a fight, I'll tell you."

"Also, as the price for your life: go back and slaughter your employer and that bunch of trash called the Space Thieves." Qin Feng issued the order directly.

"Who do you think you are? Why should I take orders from you!"

Hit's innate arrogance was stirred, and he gritted his teeth, trying to stand his ground.

"Why?"

Bang!

Without another word, Qin Feng slammed another heavy punch into Hit's stomach.

"Ugh!"

Hit vomited blood again, his features twisted in agony, nearly passing out from the pain.

"Because I can make you evaporate just by flicking my finger."

"After living for a thousand years, do you still lack even this bit of discernment?"

Qin Feng's eyes were cold, his killing intent laid bare.

If this guy dared to keep yapping, he would rather forfeit the system reward than hesitate to scatter his ashes to the wind.

"I... I will do as you say."

Feeling the tangible pressure of that killing intent, Hit shuddered violently, finally bowing his noble head.

Better a miserable life than a glorious death.

Having spent a thousand years in the business, he cherished his life more than anyone.

"That's more like it. Your brain still works, at least."

"Get lost. If you dare to slack off, I'll drag you out and kill you even if you flee to the edge of the universe."

BANG!

Like tossing out trash, Qin Feng kicked Hit squarely in the stomach.

The immense force sent Hit flying straight out of the atmosphere of Planet Samos, vanishing into the vast expanse of space.

"Lord Qin Feng, thank you for your great kindness and virtue!"

After Hit was kicked away, Samos scrambled over to Qin Feng, falling to his knees with a heavy thud, his face streaming with tears of relief.

This was a genuine survival after a brush with death!

If it weren't for a titan like Qin Feng being present today, he would have been assassinated by Hit long ago.

Once he breathed his last, the planet would be left without a leader; once the Space Thieves arrived, Planet Samos would undoubtedly have turned into a living hell.

Now, not only had Qin Feng driven away the assassin Hit, but he had also casually issued an order for Hit to wipe out the Space Thieves.

He had effectively saved the lives of everyone on the entire planet!

Forget kneeling once; even enshrining Qin Feng as their ancestor wouldn't be enough to show their gratitude.

"Thank you, Lord Qin Feng, for saving our lives!"

The surrounding guards all knelt in unison, their faces filled with fanaticism and gratitude.

In their eyes, Qin Feng was now their savior.

"Everyone, get up."

Qin Feng waved his hand dismissively. "I intervened mainly because your hospitality over the past few days was decent enough, and even when disaster loomed, you still thought to urge me to leave first. So, consider it a case of you saving yourselves."

He acted entirely on his mood.

If someone showed him respect, he would return it tenfold.

But if anyone dared to bare their fangs at him, he would absolutely scatter their ashes.

"Lord Qin Feng is truly magnanimous! To express our gratitude, I shall immediately have the staff prepare the finest banquet to properly host you and Lady Android 18!"

Samos's voice trembled with excitement, his address upgrading from "Mister" to "Lord."

"Fine." Qin Feng nodded.

After that fight, he was indeed feeling a bit hungry.

The next morning.

On the wide, luxurious bed, Android 18 lay lazily across Qin Feng's broad chest.

She was draped only in a silk robe as thin as a cicada's wing, leaving most of her snow-white, smooth back and rounded, firm peach-like buttocks completely exposed to the air.

After the previous night's exertion, her body was soft and limp. She pressed tightly against Qin Feng, one of her long, fair legs resting restlessly across his waist.

"Lord Qin Feng, are you leaving already?"

Outside the door came Samos's respectful and reluctant voice.

If this great deity could stay permanently, no one in the entire universe would dare touch a single hair on Planet Samos.

"Yes, I've troubled you for several days, and I have important business to attend to."

Qin Feng gave a firm squeeze to Android 18's firm, rounded hip, drawing a soft moan from the beauty, before he rose to dress and step out of the room.

Since he had arrived in Universe 6, there was a pressing matter he needed to confirm.

"Very well. Since you have made up your mind, we dare not force you to stay. Planet Samos welcomes you back for a vacation anytime, my Lord!" Samos bowed at a ninety-degree angle once more.

"Enough, don't dawdle. Hit will take care of the thieves; you can set your hearts at ease."

Qin Feng pulled the fully dressed Android 18 toward him.

At this moment, she had returned to her usual cold, aloof persona. Her pretty face was frosted over, and her gaze kept everyone at a distance—a stark contrast to the charming, seductive woman she had been in bed just moments ago.

SWISH!

Wrapping his arm around her slender waist, Qin Feng activated Instant Transmission without reservation, vanishing into thin air.

With this divine skill, as long as he was within the same universe, he could reach any destination in a second, regardless of distance, without the need to slowly track a ki signature.