The next moment...
Nothing happened.
There were no sounds of impact, screams, cracking bones, or the sound of air being blown away.
Just like how Brother Long didn't throw a punch just now.
Brother Long stared in disbelief at Li Hu, who had so easily blocked his fist. His eyes were bloodshot.
He felt that when the punch landed on Li Hu's palm, there was no feedback whatsoever, as if the power of his punch had been sucked away out of thin air.
The enormous fist was firmly gripped by Li Hu's equally strong hand.
Then a powerful impact burst forth from his palm and slammed into Brother Long's fist.
The enormous fist was instantly mangled and bloodied.
"Ah!"
Brother Long took two steps back, looked at his crippled right hand, and collapsed to his knees in agony, roaring in pain.
Seeing this, Qin Gucheng breathed a huge sigh of relief, and the tension in his heart finally eased.
"Superpower [ Frenzied Strength ], which can greatly enhance one's own strength and concentrate that strength in a specific part of the body."
It is indeed a superpower with extremely strong close-combat abilities.
Li Hu looked at Brother Long kneeling on the ground and spoke calmly.
"It's a pity you met me; your special ability [ Flowing Water ] can convert a certain limit of force."
Just as he finished speaking, Brother Long was kneeling in front of him, suddenly jumped up.
He suddenly stood up and headbutted Li Hu on the head.
But to Brother Long's despair, the feeling of that impact being drained reappeared.
He began to feel fear, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he took two steps back.
"Hey~ Look at you, bullying others and now you're even bullying me." Li Hu shook his head with a smile, while gently placing his right hand on Brother Long's head.
Brother Long was slightly taken aback, and then the powerful impact erupted again, striking Brother Long's head.
Blood flowed from its seven orifices, and its massive body fell backward, crashing heavily to the ground.
Li Hu stared coldly at Brother Long, who was now covered in blood.
Then a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Despite his already dazed state, Brother Long managed to get up again.
Li Hu was somewhat surprised by such a powerful Life.
"Ah--!"
Brother Long roared, as if he wanted to unleash all his anger and humiliation.
He roared at Li Hu, who was standing in front of him, until his eardrums ached.
Brother Long picked up a huge billboard at his feet and threw it with all his might.
But instead of throwing it at Li Hu, it was tossed to Keke, who was already unconscious beside him.
"Bastard!" Li Hu cursed inwardly, then immediately kicked the billboard in the air.
A shockwave shot out like a soccer ball, shattering the billboard before it Keke hit Cocoa.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Brother Long turned and ran without hesitation.
He gathered his strength in his legs and pushed off backward, sending a large amount of debris flying.
"Don't run away!" Qin Gucheng, who was seriously injured, saw Brother Long's strong figure rushing into the city.
He immediately picked up the straight sword beside him and, with all his might, hurled it at his opponent like a javelin.
Pfft!
The straight knife flew dozens of meters and pierced into Brother Long's arm.
But at this moment, Brother Long was only thinking about escaping and couldn't care less about anything else. He sped up and disappeared into the bustling City A.
Li Hu, who had rescued Keke, gritted his teeth as he watched the other party escape.
Then, by pushing off with both legs, the powerful impact propelled him forward, allowing him to catch up at an extremely fast speed.
After the two disappeared into the night, Qin Gucheng, panting heavily, lowered his hand, which was still in a throwing motion.
He wiped the blood from his eyes, then weakly turned to look at Keke.
Seeing that the other person was lying there unharmed, he began to look around for Hela.
After searching for half a day without success, Qin Gucheng began to call out loudly.
Hela--!
Hela--!"
Qin Gucheng's desperate shouts echoed endlessly in the ruins of the building.
After a while, Hela's fair figure jogged over from one end of the ruins.
Spitting out a tuft of Yellow Hair from her mouth, Hela hurriedly went to Qin Gucheng's side and reached out to support him.
This also helped Qin Gucheng, who was about to fall due to lack of strength, to regain his footing.
Thank you, I'll sit and rest for a while.
Call 120 for an ambulance first.
Qin Gucheng sat on a rock, then took out his phone, whose screen was already cracked, from his pocket and handed it to Hela.
The password is 3019.
Hela took the phone, awkwardly pressed the power button, and finally managed to turn it on after entering the wrong password once.
As soon as Hela turned on her phone, a sweet photo of Instructor Qin Gucheng and a woman appeared in the background.
However, the Qin Gucheng in the picture looks younger and more energetic than the Qin Gucheng we know today.
Both of them had happy smiles on their faces.
Hela tapped the call function and stared at the dial pad on her phone, lost in thought.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Hela staring at her phone for a long time without moving, Qin Gucheng asked with some confusion.
What is the phone number for 120?
Hela raised her head and looked at Qin Gucheng with her innocent, large, peach-colored eyes.
From Qin Gucheng's perspective, however, those beautiful big eyes revealed an incomparably innocent naiveté.
Qin Gucheng sighed helplessly and sat quietly, his hand supporting his forehead.
After a moment, Hela, who was holding her phone, suddenly blinked, as if she had thought of something.
Is the phone number 120 the same as 120?
"Hmm." The instructor nodded, still holding his forehead.
Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Hela immediately dialed 120.
After a series of mechanical communications, the ambulance quickly arrived at the scene and took the three people to the hospital.
A dark alley in City A.
Covered in blood, Brother Long was leaning against the wall, panting heavily.
With each rise and fall of his chest, his wounds bled again.
His mangled right hand and slightly cracked skull caused him excruciating pain, making it almost impossible for him to think calmly.
Brother Long could sense that he was not far from death.
His left hand, gripping the wall, kept exerting force, leaving several deep scratches on the wall.
He was unwilling to accept it, extremely unwilling!
He was enjoying the life of an emperor, surrounded by beautiful women and with his henchmen at his beck and call, even in Mingming daylight.
But now... in just a few hours, I feel like a down-on-his-luck stray dog.
"Sons~ Let's make dumplings tonight. What kind of filling do you want?"
"Pork!"
Suddenly, Brother Long saw a young mother with her two children on the street outside from the dim alley.
This mother looks extremely beautiful; even under her casual clothes, her stunning figure is still evident.
Wearing a pair of skull earrings added a touch of mature femininity to her otherwise innocent face.
"Heh... how blissful." Looking at the happy family of three, Brother Long revealed a cruel smile.
Even if I die... I'll drag a few people down with me!
After he finished speaking, his muscles began to swell rapidly, and with the addition of blood, he looked like a bloodthirsty monster.
He crouched low, facing the three people outside the street, poised to strike!
Pfft!
But as soon as he took a step, countless bone spurs grew out of his bones.
Dozens of thick bone spurs pierced his internal organs and muscles, intertwining with each other, rendering him unable to move.
"Ah..." Brother Long's eyes widened in horror, but it was quickly replaced by despair.
Because these bone spurs all avoided his vital organs, he could not die instantly.
But at the same time, it punctured his lung, causing blood to gush in.
Each breath worsens the wounds in my lungs and causes more blood to rush in.
And so, in extreme pain and despair, Brother Long slowly died.