I can return to the age of mysterious-Chapter 112 - 105 Open for Instant Consumption (4200) (Thanks to
Chapter 112: 105 “Open for Instant Consumption” (4200) (Thanks to Changqing1040 for the 5000 Qidian Coin reward) _2
Chapter 112: 105 “Open for Instant Consumption” (4200) (Thanks to Changqing1040 for the 5000 Qidian Coin reward) _2
The black-clothed killer in the passenger seat suddenly looked up, only to be met by a pair of fiery red, savage and fierce eyes.
“Ready, snap, eat!”
His arm, like a black python, brutally came crashing down. The unlucky guy in the passenger seat was grasped by his head and hauled up instantly.
Boom, boom, boom…
The bullets from his companion’s continuous shooting mistakenly struck their ally, turning him into a sieve. His blood was blossoming like scarlet flowers.
“What a fragile body…”
Casio looked at the corpse in his hands riddled with a dozen bloody holes, blood constantly gushing out. With a single move, he flung it backwards.
Thump!
The corpse, flying through the air, crashed through the front windshield of a sedan, coincidentally knocking out the driver. The whole car quickly started swerving and spiraled down from the riverside highway straight into the river channel.
“Ah!”
“No!”
The two killers in the back seat were lifted up by Casio. With a swing of his hands, like hammers, he flung them out. Their bodies, like misty phantom figures, thudded onto the ground, slowly oozing blood.
The last remaining assassin in the driver’s seat tried to jump ship and flee.
But from above, a dark shadow hammered down like a sledge hammer. With a stifled thud, the assassin’s skull was instantly cracked and blasted open.
Ratatat…
A string of noises distinct from the usual firearm resonated.
Turns out, the sedan behind had taken out a well-concealed light machine gun from underneath the seat and was wildly firing in this direction.
They didn’t even care about their task of assassinating Matthew anymore. Their only goal at the moment was to kill the monster. Light machine gun bullets sliced through the air and sped towards him.
Casio sensed it and dodged sideways, but still took two bullets, blood gushing from the holes.
After all, he was not trained in Hard Qigong. His strong epidermis and muscles came from the second-speed blood acceleration realm. So, he still couldn’t fully deflect machine gun bullets. He needed to dodge even if it wasn’t fatal, it would impact his combat power.
“Tat-tat-tat…”
In the sedan behind, a black-clothed man wearing sunglasses was holding a light machine gun, continually shooting in this direction.
“Level two – Blood Acceleration!”
Blood vessels in his eyes instantly climbed like tree branches. Casio felt a looping, powerful force dominating all the muscles in his body. He stomped heavily on the roof of the car, launching himself into the air like a shell.
He folded his legs together like a pillar and aimed a kick at the sedan behind.
Crack!
The strong foot hit the chest of the machine gunner, instantly breaking his ribs and collapsing his chest cavity. He coughed up blood in large mouthfuls.
In the state of second blood acceleration, when Casio’s bodily control reached its peak, he nimbly crawled through the car window.
“Thud!”
“Bang!”
“No!”
“Aaaaaah…”
The car violently shook, with dull thudding noises echoing from inside. The car door opened, and a black-clothed assassin tried to jump out in panic. A large hand on his back pulled him back.
Crash!
The side window was smashed, and a blood-soaked head stuck out, its neck lifelessly resting on the edge of the window.
The sedan was unmanned and began to slow down.
The rear door of the car was kicked open with a bang.
A cheetah-like figure bolted out and ran off at full speed along the road. He quickly caught up with the vehicle in front. The dazzling sun shone on the black road, creating the absurd and discordant picture of a human figure chasing two high-speed cars.
A sense of absurdity and incongruity arose spontaneously.
“…” Violet glanced at the only remaining sedan on the left and then at Casio sprinting at top speed. She opened her cherry blossom mouth in bewilderment, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start.
Matthew, driving next to her, swallowed his saliva and wiped the blood off his forehead, “This new friend of mine… is he a bit too intense?”
Then, in front of their wide-open eyes and amidst the panicked shooting and cursing of the assassin, Casio charged like a rolling tank and crashed heavily into the car. The vehicle shifted with a bang.
The car door deformed, and two black tire marks were left on the road.
“Ah!”
“Turn the wheel! Turn the wheel!”
“Step on the gas! Don’t let that monster catch up!”
Boom!
Another blow landed, causing serious deformation to the car door.
The sedan spun like a top, tossing the assassins inside to and fro. Much like their prior antics of dashing into Casio’s car, it was now their turn to be terrified.
Touching the ground, muscles expanded and contracted for another violent collision.
Casio’s body instantly broke through the car door; his solid arm pressed in like a city wall. In the back seat, the two unlucky fellows groaned as their entire skeleton cracked, surprisingly pushing open the left car door. The two grievously injured assassins immediately fell out.
After rolling for several meters, they stopped breathing.
These assassins weren’t practitioners of Secret Martial Arts. Their physique were only a bit stronger than ordinary people, mostly relying on firearms. Any ordinary person falling from a high-speed moving car would be severely injured, let alone these two already severely injured unlucky fellows who fell out.
Squeak!
The severely damaged Haizennaya Sedan came to a stop.
Matthew and Violet quickly descended, jogging over to the black sedan about fifty meters away. A muffled thud came from inside the sedan, and the front windshield was smeared with a large amount of tomato sauce-like blood. Warm blood slowly dripped down.
Click, the driver’s door opened.
A tall figure stepped out, standing on the black road.
Under the brilliant midday sun, each cast-iron-like muscle glistened faintly. Casio, in a state of accelerated blood flow, stood over one meter and ninety centimeters tall. His whole body’s outline was raised, and each dark, twisting vein resembled bouncing rebar.
His towering stature blocked the sun, casting a large shadow.
It inexplicably gave off a majestic and imposing feeling.
On his body, several thumb-sized holes were also oozing blood, mixed with sweat, and trickled down.
“Li… Li Wei, are you okay?” Matthew, caught in an intimidating atmosphere, stuttered, his usually eloquent speech became all tangled up. His heart was also pounding relentlessly.
“This is beyond what a Federation Level Five can explain!”
Violet bit her plump, moistened lower lip.
“It’s nothing, just a minor injury.”
Casio took a deep breath; his entire body muscled quivered violently. Instantly, a dozen bullets clattered and fell off.
A series of crisp sounds emitted as they hit the hard ground.
Raising his palm gently over his chest, the bullet holes gradually closed up. They weren’t healed, but rather, Casio, using the realm of secondary blood acceleration, forcibly controlled his muscles to prevent blood loss.
“This kind of strength, perhaps only those true limit-breaking grandmasters who have grasped the essence of Secret Martial Arts have it!” Violet’s gaze lingered on Casio’s robust body. Their Black Spade Organization, as a major organization in North Flow Country, naturally conquered some things beyond normal human cognition. Violet knew about the existence of Secret Martial Arts. There were experts in this regard in the Black Spade Organization. However, she had never seen a perverted one like Casio who could withstand light machine gun bullets!
In the Black Spade Organization, those who were good at melee combat prepared in advance. One of them could deal with four or five gunners. However, Casio launched a massacre against more than a dozen gunners, and even sent the car flying like a rhino!
“What about these corpses and car wreckage?”
Casio deactivated the state of blood acceleration, exhaling a sigh of relief.
“Just leave them here for now, Kanon Corporation and the Black Spade Organization will handle it. We have people inside the city’s Police Station.”
Matthew wiped the blood from his forehead and said.
“Are you injured?” Casio squinted his eyes and looked over.
“A minor injury. I got cut on the forehead by broken glass. I’ll go to the hospital to get it bandaged later. You should come with me to the hospital for a check-up.”
Even though Casio’s physique demonstrated a strong defensive power, Matthew believed that Casio should have a detailed inspection anyway.
Without further ado, the three of them got back into the almost wrecked car.
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The sedan started and drove towards the private hospital in the suburbs.
The Ivy Private Hospital, in which Kanon Corporation holds a fifty-one percent stake, was the third best hospital in the city in terms of technology.
“Hiss… Ah… It really hurts…”
Matthew, with a contorted face, walked out. He had a white gauze bandage on his forehead. The disinfection with alcohol just now was very irritating.
“You’re out?”
Outside on a metal chair, Casio, with his legs crossed, calmly flipped through a newspaper. He looked up at Matthew.
“How come you look like nothing’s wrong with you? Where’s your bandage?”
Matthew crashed down between Casio and Violet.
“The doctor said it was a skin trauma. He disinfected it with alcohol and then put four or five band-aids on it. That’s all…”
Casio shrugged his shoulders and continued reading his newspaper.
“You’re really a monster, you were struck by tens of bullets and it’s just skin trauma! Just a band-aid! I’m convinced.” Matthew held his forehead.
Next to him, Violet also shook her head helplessly.
Seemingly echoing Matthew’s taunt.
