Li Qinwu was overjoyed. He had no idea where Bruce had gone just now, but his sudden appearance had saved his life.
Bruce held two Lasguns and fired wildly at the ground, pouring out fire like an attack helicopter.
Laser after laser struck the ground and erupted in blasts of energy, sending dirt pattering everywhere.
Lucius darted about, dodging the lasers. His fury had reached its limit, and he wanted to tear apart every living thing before him!
There were two reasons he was so furious: the poem Li Qinwu had written for him, and Bruce Crocodile's sneak attack, which had destroyed the combat stimulant tanks on his back!
The combat stimulant tanks on Lucius's back were enormous, like three large water cooler jugs strapped to him. It was easy to imagine how much of the stuff he normally used.
He practically pumped drugs into himself every second of the day. If he died and a forensic pathologist examined his corpse, they would probably find only a little blood mixed in with the stimulants.
Now that the tanks were destroyed and the stimulant supply had stopped, Lucius's body had lost its pharmaceutical support, leaving him furiously irritable.
But more things to enrage him came one after another!
Heavy running footsteps sounded from deep in the forest. Suddenly, the Bone Terminator crashed through a patch of bushes and charged onto the scene.
He glanced at Lucius, who was dodging lasers, then at Bruce Crocodile flying overhead. His eyes immediately turned blood-red.
He raised his Noise Gun, aimed at Bruce Crocodile in the sky, and pulled the trigger!
Boom! Boom! Boom!!!
It was as though an invisible train had hurtled into the sky, smashing a three-meter-by-three-meter hole through the bushes and branches.
Bruce Crocodile maneuvered craftily, dodging the Noise Gun's direct fire.