Luo Ye's body traced an arc through the air.
The night wind rushed into his white T-shirt.
His shirt flapped wildly.
Below him.
Out in the wilderness.
A massacre was unfolding.
Uvogin stood in the center of the enormous crater he had smashed into the ground.
He was an ancient demon god.
His upper body was bare.
His bronze skin reflected a hard sheen beneath the headlights.
The Nen aura surrounding him was so powerful it was visible to the naked eye.
It even cracked the ground beneath his feet.
"Come on."
Uvogin spread his arms.
He let out a deafening, maniacal laugh.
"You worthless trash."
"You're not even fit to scratch an itch for me."
The Mafia convoy had descended into utter chaos.
Dozens of modified, bulletproof SUVs.
Had crashed into one another at every angle.
Black smoke poured from their hoods.
Their doors hung open.
Over a thousand elite Mafia fighters.
Had now been thrown into a meat grinder.
They had no power to fight back.
Rat-tat-tat.
Heavy machine guns spat tongues of flame that licked wildly at Uvogin's body.
Every bullet could tear through steel plate.
But when they struck him.
They failed to leave even a pale mark.
All they produced were dull metallic clangs.
"Did you skip dinner?"
Uvogin picked at his ear impatiently.
He suddenly took a step forward.
The ground collapsed with a thunderous crash.
His entire body became a cannonball.
In an instant, he charged into the middle of the convoy.
Boom.
He threw a punch.
He did not even use his full strength.
The savage blast from his fist sent an SUV flying.
The vehicle weighed two tons.
It tumbled into the convoy behind it.
Explosions erupted one after another.
The flames stained half the night sky red.
Screams.
Pleas for