Inside the military's Canyon Base.
The Bald Man did not seem to notice that his arm had been severed. None of the previous blows—not even threatening him with his brothers' lives—had made that man show the slightest sign of dejection or despair.
Yet when Mu Fan's image was displayed, even a blind man could see that the seemingly unimportant kid was actually the Bald Man's Achilles' heel!
Red Devil, holding a control tablet behind the bulletproof wall, laughed wantonly.
A moment later, however, Red Devil seemed to receive some message through his tactical earpiece. His gaze turned cold as he spoke sinisterly over the voice channel:
"Poison Sting, kill him."
A cold smile appeared on the frail figure holding the Gauss Rifle. With a casual flick backward—
A grappling hook shot from his hand, accurately catching a protruding rock above. Driven by the powerful retraction of the cable, his body abruptly launched away from the cliff face.
With a casual one-handed swing of the barrel, the Gauss Rifle suddenly fired.
A pale blue trail of light streaked through the air.
A molten crater over half a meter wide instantly appeared on the ground.
Yet from start to finish, the Bald Man made only one movement: at the instant the shot was fired, he lightly stepped half a pace back.
The entire movement was so bizarre that it was as if he had rehearsed it with his opponent countless times.
His eyes were utterly calm.
He bent down, bracing himself against the ground with his only remaining right arm, his knees bending fully.
"Kid... your teacher will avenge you."
Pop—
The flowing air instantly froze, then seemed to be crushed apart out of nowhere with the soft sound of a bursting bubble.
The entire ground sank heavily.
The one-armed man shot